I'm a working man,And I've got working hands,And I've worked the land for ages, hmm.
But the toll this life has taken,Is a back that’s always aching,And if my scars could tell their tales,It'd take a long, long time,You'd hear about broken bones and splinters.
Yeah, tankard ales and long dark winters,A laureate who’s not worried at the rhyme.
Oh but when the rain comes down,I stop the rain from falling on the ground.
I'm a working man,And I've got working hands,I've worked the land for ages, hmm,For ages, hmm.

Back up baby,I don't wanna burn you,I'm red hot and I can't cool down,Like a wildfire, flames getting higher,Oh honey this hot shot’ll not stop fooling around.
Your love is like a rough cut diamond,It’s all I want but not what I need,You're my ice cold, white gold lover,I don't want comfort when I got speed.
Here I come and when I'm done,Yeah there I go.
Life’s good,And it’s gonna get better,With a little less work and a lot more play,All I want is what you got,Yeah, a little bit of lovin goes a long way.
So back it up baby,I don't wanna burn you,But it feels so good yeah it feels alright,Gotta keep on keepin on till we're long gone,This hot shot‘ll rock and roll all night.
Here I come and when I'm done,Yeah there I go,Hmm, come find me out on the open road.
So back it up baby,I don't wanna burn you,I'm red hot and I can't cool down,Like a wildfire, flames getting higher,Oh honey this hot shot’s fooling around.

Talk to the breeze
Take in the light
Here's a place to crash and crucify
God will see you later

See you tonight
So you will know
How you make a fire, breathing snow
Finger on the trigger
Eyes around a stripper

« This is the place I wanna die in ! »

Fakin' the tease
Spit in the sky
Lose it all the way, just be this guy
Devil, get your horns up

I see you fly
You see me flow
Stuck into the night birds' rodeo
Strangers in the corners
Crossing all the borders

Freak city
Sixty three
Enter and escape free

Freakin' sight
Skirts 'n tights
Barking at the moonlight

Take it easy, let the freak/beast in ya grow
Kiss a guy and call him Coco Bello
Freak city
Sixty three

My mama said you’d better find yourself a place

I see dancers in the dark
And they’re moving outta space

Please don’t lie to my face
I’ll set up any place

Tell me something, something
Something you should know
Tell me something, something
Something you should know

I’ll find myself
In the moving sands
I’ll draw my own fate

Tell me something, something
Something you should know
Tell me something, something
Something you should know

Building bridges straight to my soul

I’ve been lonely

You cut the deepest feeling in me

Are you sorry ?

One day you said that you’d be kind to me

I would burn my soul

And have you say that you want me
Wheels keep in turning
And I’ll give it a whirl

My sweet little thing just get on te stage tonight

Show me your moves
As if you had nothing to prove
Wheels keep in turning
And I’ll give it a whirl