The day that I met you
Excited by the movement of the eyelids
Ocean blue under slip
You faked a swoon intercepted by the man I had a worth with
He is the artist
Ferociously you danced with the movie-man
Working on the model of a body-shaped piano
For the very first time we were introduced and I said
Hey, little Jew
my s**fiend goes through you I soon got to know that
the quality of a fore plane to the holy ground where you come from
I must have been insane to see in youthe wife of Jesus when I played the merry Christ wrapped-up in a night dress
Hey, little Jew
my s**fiend goes through you