here comes Michael
keep your hands away!
this is Michael
hands off, hands off!
he knows a lot of things,
dreams a lot of dreams,
knows a lot of tricks,
lot of dirty tricks,
his head blow never stops
he flies around the world
to see us up and down
has a lot of friends…
a lot of dirty friends.
he was an impressario
of a factory-union-movement…
and now…
he lies like shit in mud,
dirty like the rest,
better go out of his worlds,
he can take the world to court…
running away from time,
the hour was lost.

words: boa
music: eickelmann, lund, voodoo