NEW SONG feat Politikk (www.pollytikk.com) - I read in the paper you were dangerous - ONLINE
THE LINK :
https://soundcloud.com/mistabrazil/i-read-in-the-paper-you-were
THE TEXT :
I READ IN THE PAPER YOU WERE DANGEROUS
I read in the paper you were dangerous
and with your little hands
you eat raw flesh
that you drink beer
and sing out of tune
when you draw cartoons
I heard you bit up a man
on the rugby field
cause he made a paper airplane with
your favourite magazine
they found your little footprints
all around the stadium
Babe, I feel thrilled
You can tackle me down
I won't spread myself around
In my bed there's a radio
I only miss the stereo
I red in the paper you met Santa Claus
and that he wanted to offer you a Barbie doll
You hit his bollocks
with your gentle knee
to let him know, you disagree
deep in the pages of the local paper
I found a picture of you with a scalp of a banker
or was it the purple toupee of the little party
at the embassy ?
You can tackle me down
I won't spread myself around
In my bed there's a radio
I only miss the stereo
If you slap me
on one cheek
I'll also
offer the other
then I'll give you
my chest to beat
one ear to bite
and also the other
You'll go hunting
I'll prepare the meat
We'll change water into beer
You'll be the muscle
I'll be the flower
I wrote on my diary, you were gorgeous
I wrote this little flame
burning out of your pale blue eyes
makes me want to play this brutal game with you
even if you don't want me to
You can tackle me down
I won't spread myself around
In my bed there's a radio
I only miss the stereo