Cibo Matto - Artichoke

Tekst :

My heart is like an artichoke - I eat petals
myself one by one - Until I feel enough - Until
I lose to laugh -When I end to eat the last one
I will tear my drops -I will lose my lips - Though
I can t stop plucking off - I can t see my core
I keep asking for you more and more - Can you
peel my petals one by one - Your hands are
like a rusty knife - Are you gonna keep on
peeling me? - Are you gonna keep on peeling
me? - Are you gonna keep on peeling me?
What am I gonna be on the pan? - Will I be burnt
black? - Can you squeeze a lemon on me?
Baby ... Baby... -Everything You wanna feel
Baby... Baby... -Everything You wanna taste
Baby... Baby... - Everything You wanna feel
Baby... Baby... - Everything You wanna taste

Inne utwory

  • Birthday cake
  • Spoon
  • Clouds
  • Sunday part II
  • Blue train
  • Lindy-Lou
  • Moonchild
  • Le pain perdu
  • King of silence
  • Welcome to the jungle
  • The candy man
  • Sugar water
  • Would i be the one
  • Karma
  • Speechless
  • The look of love
  • Backseat
  • Apple
  • Theme

    • Losowe utwory

    Miss Brown

    Who do you think is comin to town
    You ll never guess who
    The lovable, hugable Emily Brown
    She s Miss Brown to you
    What if the rain comes pattering down
    My heaven is blue
    Tenessee sending me Emily Brown
    She s Miss Brown to you
    I know, I...

    I am a wicked child

    Mother Mary come for me
    For I am a wicked child
    I have sinned and I am so confused
    For I am a wicked child
    I am a wicked child

    I am the Devil s son
    And I wish I could be good
    I walk the crooked mile
    Yeah...

    Patrząc w słońce

    Miałem raz sen i w tym śnie świeciło tak pięknie słońce,
    i grała tak pięknie muzyka

    Miałem raz sen przecudowny,
    w którym patrząc prosto w słońce,
    ujrzałem świat tak ogromny,
    gdzie szczęście jak potok górski rwące,
    było we wszystkim na co spojrzałem,
    czego dotknąłem swą dłonią,
    ja słów wymówić...

    Dealerman

    Yo
    whats up
    whats up dog
    whats up homeboy you got those sweaters huh?
    thats right
    whats the quality of the fabric
    its the finest!
    alright when you wanna do this?
    whenevers clever
    soon as you get here boo
    im on my way
    word i been waitin for that shit

    Screaming in the dark

    Inner world trance of the lifeless souls
    Search and destroy of the damned
    Turning the grave of the bleached out bones
    Rise of the ghosts of bedlam

    Lay on the blade of the cold guillotine
    Feeling the steel on my spine
    Taste of the blood as it falls from my mouth
    I m evil suspended in time

    Scream
    In...