Spout Sick Song
we got a sicksong - you got to sing sang and we come along like a boomerang
sicksong you gotta sing sang - now we come along like a boomerang Sicksong sicksong you gotta sing sang - now we come around like a boomerang
we turn our inside out a freakshow by .sPout. check in check out - when we play we're playing loud and what we play is a sicksong - sing sang we come along like a boomerang - and I am the "ill chiller" in my head there's a lyrical thriller - a chaos of words and textfiles flying in my head like shit-flys I see white mice and things that don't exist
(chorus) we got a sicksong - you got to sing sang and we come along like a boomerang sicksong you got to sing sang and we come around like a boomerang come on - when we come around - come on - when we come along - come on when we come around
we come along like a boomerang we move in circles - we're moving round creating sick sounds - iller than sick clowns you better prepare for us - we overtake your hometowns with our sick shit that you shouldn't miss you better watch out for it we come along with a sicksong like this live at the freakshow arena - we're moving rounds like a ballerina we move in circles- round and round to earn the chaos
(chorus)
I keep turning like a screw - bring my sickness "into" Liedertexte sicker than you sicker than your wildest dreams sicker than your wildest minds Liedertext I walk behind the shadow lines I live in two dimensions I f..ck up the borderlines of reality I am a broken personality when you see me - you always see two we're the sick brothers with the "ill view" let me introduce to you my crew, we are now the "ill sick clique" - with another trick - sicker than sick
fruits of chaos - grow in us ready to let them out we're the sick brothers come with us that's the crew called .sPout.
(chorus)
sick sicksong
