Little Old Birdy Funk Thing

And if I tell you who I really am,
I think you might die,
Because you don't even know my real identity.

You just know how I look
and how I shook your legs that night
between the evil and humanity.

I don't give a shit about your moralism,
as long as it tastes good.
But if it doesn't I´ll tell you I'm pretty much fond of the stuff that you cannot disclose
when you´re shaking the shake of my hand and you're choosing me as your man.
But you don't know,
you don't know.

Would you take me away
I need to rest for a day.

Would you let me let you light my lecherous fire
`cause it's the only thing that I have got in mind.
One of the words that rimes is desire,
and it wasn't very hard for me to find.

Help me get of this merry-go-round.
I just can't stand this killing engine sound.
I've had enough.

Would you take me away
I need to rest for a day.
Would you take me.

Let's fly away and find peace for today and tomorrow.
In a place where we can lay down in the sand.
I'll introduce you to my life of sorrows,
`cause I need to turn my back away from the mass.

Help me get of this merry-go-round.
I just can't stand this killing engine sound.
I've had enough.