in the name of the human race
in the name of the human race
a million tricks are in my book
bad intentions is what i eat
you can put me on any spot
and i survive with dancing toes
lettin you believe in what you see
its so easy if you know the mind
excepted when your kind
i show you little of my mind
the roughest spots on earth
crossing the states with a dime
i'll always did it with a smile
my best security i've always find
in playin deaf and blind
vomittin is neccesary, to be clean
and even if i was seduced in takin
weird stuff and strange spells
love did come around to set me free
playin the fool is so nice to do
wild laughter when you buy it
but in my closet are the names
of evryone who got this taste of life
wild spirit, wild love
freedom laughs at your face
take the final step and be cured
in name of the human race
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Frank EastWest | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 februari 2005 | ||
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