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(Hofstede)
He is standing in the living room
She is sitting on the bedroom floor
They are talking to each other on the babyphone
He lights another cigaret
She is re-arranging pillows on the bed
Kids in the kitchen rain outside she wants a
Different house different garden different table
Different chair different make-up different dress
Different kitchen different
He likes the girls young and rich
Taking showers in their sunny homes
Wet footprints towels lipstick
He spends his weekends at the zoo
Elephant snake monkey
Kids in the car and rain outside he wants a
Different girl different car different suit
Different watch different heart different beat
Different girl she s different different
Different house different garden
Different girl different suit
Different nose different food
Different elbow different smile
Different T-shirt different oo
Different clothes different feet
Different eyes different job
Different money different life
Different room different wife
Different table different chair
Different car different flat
Different heart different home
Different kitchen different

Ain t it funny how the time slips away
cause now I m leavin and I wish I could stay
People wonder why they don t get a chance
They wait for music but they don t get to dance
Mmm, well now I know when my work is through
I m gonna...

A little bit of anger
It doesn t bother me at all
You re the one who has a problem
and not the other way around

I d really like to help you
But I d rather help somebody else
Cause...

Fireball demon
Burned my dreams right out of space
Flew after an angel
I arrived back here with you

Meteor assassin
Throws the moon onto my grave
I d relive the nightmare
A million times for you

Help me - get me loose
Fireball demon
Save me - un-tie the noose
Ooh it s...

[Verse 2: Sacario]
And, if I can go, with you
Oh boy we bout to make a lot of people annoyed
And cry you better know I know how to sneak with them toys
And boy with the block since around 94 boy
And, if I can flow, with...

Will I die or survive
From this hell made of ice?
It s up to this mountain to decide
What will happen to my life

The more I climb
The freezing ice
Intensifies
And paralyze me

A dreadful avalanche
Behind me
Enslaved to this mountain
I shall be

[Lead: Luc Lemay]

Amputate my Chilblains
Handless arm remains

My frozen body
I behold
Slowly turning
Stiff and cold

Smell the...