The prophet has a wife who has a Girlfriend with a knife who cuts the cake Was no mistake
Black the mold this oubliette gets Cold a garden full of pretty things Computer screens
* Don't let me fall asleep, Oh noo-o-o Never wanted to become the butterfly
Before the nightingale has flown And the desert sings her bitter lullaby Not to return
It never began I will not be lost without you Like falling in love
All over again And I'm free to sing out of tune
The father figure plays the pacifier Fights the prince and takes a bow Enormous wow
Little boys forget their manners Broken nose he never learned to cry Or say goodbye
Lift up your head You can see you're not the only one (see you're not the only one)