Mister, can you change these things around me Blind me like the summer sun And help me with those things I choose I bought them by mistake or chance Mister, can you offer me A plastic bag of love and madness Cans of chaos and disorder Sadness and some needful things Mister, is this head of oak Or you come from mynamoaka From a barren double bed Buy or rent this skin that changes From those ages You have turned them pages Turned into dust We turned into dust Mister, you're too thin, how can you live in Athens Have you got a therapy? I'm sorry, is my tooth inside you How come your skin is so transparent Has your parent been a vampire Or just tired by these needful things you cannot change Mister, have you ever fisted her When she was up in the night sky Fool and yellow, say hello and she will smile Hey mister Kiss my sister in her armpit Lick her between the skin Clean her current passion in Hey mister, would you change your head for her and miss her Lay her in the cans of love and mist her Hey mister, would you change your head for her and miss her Mister, can you move a bit above me Love evolve, and solve me Bleed and whisper in a room without a window, hey mister Bleed and whisper in a room without a window, hey mister Bleed and whisper in a room without a window, hey mister Bleed and whisper Bleed and whisper in a room without a window Bleed and whisper Bleed and whisper Bleed and whisper Bleed and whisper in a room without a window, hey mister