SHE "He Got The Moon"

(written by SHE)

 

A new man is in town

hes the king without crown, and the lawyer of the crowd

Hes the father of the youth

and the mother of seduce, and the brother of all rules


He came within the night

his eyes were shining blind, his hands they were so fine

This devil - he could sing

the song of how to win, cause we all want to win


Hes the worker, hes the liar, hes the rambler, whats his name?

Hes the beggar and the raper and the killer, hes the saint


If loves the sun, he got the moon

Good life's a knife, he got a spoon


Where he goes all the trees

lose their colours - lose the leaves, like feathers in the breeze

And the sea he pisses in

is his favourite place to swim, where millions follow him


And when the war goes on and on

while the poisoned rain goes off, down in Kosovo

When the streetkids beg for meat

for him its just unreal reality TV


Hes the worker, hes the liar, hes the rambler, whats his name?

Hes the beggar and the raper and the killer, hes the saint


If loves the sun...


Hes someone very famed

I know you know his game, I know you play the same

Hes the world that kills a child

and if you want to hear the truth, you must listen to his lies


Hes the lying man on the sill

the bourgeois and the chill, the cross upon the hill

Hes nothing and hes more

the last string of the chord, the face in your mirror


If loves the sun...

Sorrows a flower, he loves her bloom

 

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