Sex, Drugs And Rock 'n' Roll

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LEMONIA / (F)LIP EDELTRAUD => BIG SOUTH WEATHER no.3

CAFÉ BOCCA
AFTERNOON
4/3/2013
 
SEX, DRUGS AND ROCK ‘N’ ROLL
 
A
That blue I’ll never have again,
I’ll never feel its essence,
Nor shall I have that vicious pain,
Pertaining to your presence.
 
The blue let’s take for what it is,
What to our hearts was doing,
Let’s not forget it, if you please,
It was our own undoing.
 
The sun comes out full of smiles,
Big South Weather, Stop!
I can’t contain you in my files,
You always come on top.
 
 B
On top of me, I like it best,
You going up and down!
Sure, you remember all the rest,
By name, verb and noun.
 
On top of you, you like it best,
Me going up and down!
I don’t want to reveal the rest,
What would they say in town?
 
Big South Weather has calm down,
I hope it stays like this,
I feel a king, you are my crown,
And nothing is amiss.
 
Part of its essence I reveal,
But that’s not all, my all!
That blue was not what now you feel,
It could not be so small.
 
Cause out of it you came to me,
And into it you drove me,
Telling me, more than this blue sea,
With your young heart you love me.
 
On top of you, I like it best,
So bear with me a while,
I know you’re doing all your best,
So let me kiss your smile!
 
On top of me it’s your best way,
Your nature goes all wild,
You have my fuck and then you say,
“I was only a child!”
 
Children don’t fuck like this my lass,
They should not fuck at all,
You are nineteen, we’re smoking hash,
Sex, drugs and Rock ‘n’ Roll!

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