The Freaks Come Out At Night

Written December 29, 2013 You don't see me You see her silhouetted by the vapor My hands all over She's an introverted now and later You can build a wall Before you fall But I'd give up When the wall will fall I'll be waiting here Plein de plaisir In your snatch fits pleasure Broom-shaped pleasure, even better Like politicians Spilling oil on the wonderland The sun will fall The moon will rise, the freaks come out at night Native tongues and foreign lands Leave me handcuffed to the night stand You can build a wall Before you fall But I'd give up When the wall will fall I'll be waiting here Plein de plaisir