� Strolling around the club like Beyblades Tired of a hundred miles, I'm tired all the way On cars, drips and Christmas mugs A Zany, then all of a sudden Top top like Bruce Lee No Fidu's girl I said, tell me what you want, then I'll give She wanted a horse, gave her a ketamine Hop in the BMW Top on top like gelatin Autopilot 180 hours The wind removes her taste buds I have the recipe and the medicine I took it easy from her She says she wants to be a horse Takes her on the tram and gives her ketamine What did you expect, it was a DC-film I wish I'd never been brought back Because I'm not a mask, I'm a machine I have a Mac with a magazine I walk up the stairs and start delivering And the stairs to heaven are as easy as Berlin Top top like Bruce Lee No Fidu's girl I said, tell me what you want, then I'll give She wanted a horse, gave her a ketamine I should have taken the road when we saw each other I'm so close, but still just like a dog They talk about fleas and I don't want to know She wants more, but I don't want to Pity on my heart, it's boring like slavery What can I say, what can I say Safe to bang, but elastic Elastic, elastic All of them on the surface of the earth are secure Everyone wants to die, he wants to die, she wants to die in peace And do you want to know, do you want to know, I jump into a taxi away from the street She mumbles in my ear, she just gets so happy Do you want ketamine, I have other thoughts in my mind You should know, I'm hard to reach, you can find me at Rathaus Hengst She's first interesting when she's on one or the other stairs Up to the tenth floor and moves her back from one end to the other