Cats On Fire Letters From A Voyage To Sweden
Afternoon, day one
I'm on the ferry now
Here they come, the modern-day buccaneers
And they come for fun
End up having some
It's a floating Sodom I observe
It's a place where I take
Great pleasure in being right
When will they learn
when will they learn
Too much adultery just poisons your mind
A half-empty heart
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Songs from above meet the roar from below
And they've run aground
Finns and Swedes alike
Russians, how I hate the nouveau riche
Gypsy families go
Back and forth, they know
How to make the whole ordeal worthwhile
I sit back and enjoy
Ah, the pleasure of being right
When will they learn
when will they learn
Too much adultery just poisons your mind
A half-empty heart
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Songs from above meet the roar from below
I can confirm
It's blood, sweat and sperm
Down on the third deck
They let themselves go
All over the floor
Crawl back for more
Finally one with the call from below
