I hate simple things, they’re driving me crazy now And I don’t want to be, like a snail and I know, how it I wanna be, like a fish to swim in the strange water And never have a family, no sons, no daughters
Ch: To be fish in the cappuccino
I hate simple kisses, they can get you married They go to crazy sex, but then you will be buried So maybe like a fish to swim in the strange water And never have a family, no sons, no daughters?
Ch: To be fish in the cappuccino Fish in the cappuccino…