Lyrics:
As Kokoschka's doll Pain, disintegrated Little pieces in the garden Falling down as confetti Carnival of my freed soul Veil, Wading, Cotton, Feathers You are
Mr. Kokoschka, it just happened again - they struck the museum like a hurricane. All of our culture, it´s dead and it's gone, from Babylon baby
lungo la costa Sono high as shi, penso ai soldi sue cosce Suo luh ora è dead è la mia Alma, son Kokoschka È la mia arma, è la mia choppa É la mia gun, è
sai quanto costa La mia mente si desta Sei la tempesta L'ho fatto apposta Tu resterai sempre la sposa del vento Come Kokoschka Ed impazzire non è la
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