Horny Ghost Songtext

von The Joggers

See here, my good friends
We're all standing on our palms
Rabbits under pistons of church organs all along
Patterns move above us
Better move out of their way

See here, all your friends are
So rude i cannot breathe
Their problems may solve boredom
But their problems can't be seen
Regular witness gonna take us all to task
Ok, hazards, grow-up every day
Fake shocks, mixed minds, among whites you despise

Of all the ways, of all the ways, all the ways to skin a cat
There's none i've found, there's none i've found, there's none to take it back
If you get into trouble, where we get into trouble
You learn some things too slow