Luca Prodan - La pequeña muerte lyrics

Well the need that you feel. on a reel to reel. It's a laugh. It's a cry. for some the reason why. But is the tape rolling? Is the company controlling? When solo in your room you really cry. So, let's get down to bra** tacks. You're never safe from sneak attacks On your intelligence, vanity and soul. Cause when some f**er in a mood Hears the songs writes something rude You find a spade and dig yourself a hole. Or a hole in your arm, Lots of pleasure, lots more harm. Plus: ego, madness, sadness, lots of love. Well the things that you see, exposed on your L.P. For you are the same on either side (A&B) But some c*nt's interpretation Can destroy your reputation Leave you alone, with nowhere to hide. So I am just like me Lonely, sad and free To choose my little d**hs from day to day And I often think of you And I hope you'll make it too But the smallest d**h of all is on its way.