i tell you something
let me say
we were sitting down
and then we sat there — just sat there
chameleons on the ground
sitting around with the pipes that go round and round
in a dark room
fresh out of pity — scintillatingly witty
the finest blend of our generation — a heavenly committee
vampires on tomatoe juice
we are the sons — the sons of zeus
we are the cause — pangs of remorse
vampires on tomatoe juice
staring thru the walls
we got the balls
… and when the city calls …
i tell you something
let me say
we we´re crawling around
we just crawled there
chameleons on the ground
sitting around with with booze that goes round and round
in a dark room
fresh out of pity — scintillatingly witty
the finest blend of penetration — whores of the city
we won´t give up our sense to see
we´re the ill generation
the whores of the pity
the new penetration
the heart of the city



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