SHARP KNIFE
music ©by mafish, text ©by ralf moß
My soul in a blind alley
Life in a dead end
Sorrows, decomposed by blotting-paper
Monday morning, dorky day
November air, depressiv
Cold uncomfortable weather
Sittin’ in a warm café
Milk with a dash, nice waitress
She makes the sun rise and the autumn leaves green
With the loveliest smile that I have ever seen
Thank you, thank you for your smile - thank you
Thank you, thank you for your smile
Back home in my cold flat
I turn the record player on
And the music of Mr. B.B.K.
Give wings to my sorrows
So I let them fly away
Turn my thoughts to her
On that cold dorky day
Her smile is my hope
and her nipple’s impression on her shirt is something...
Next day of my lonely life
Oh how I dreamed from her
I take a day free from my job
To go in that cafe
Wait to order milk with a dash
Wait for a mash
But the waiter makes me faze
Is this one of these days?
He makes the sun rise and the autumn leaves green
With the loveliest smile that I have ever seen
Thank you, thank you for your smile - thank you
Thank you, thank you for your smile
He has a wonderful ass
And smiles like the sun
I have a hammer in my pants
And be silent like a funk
Back home in my cold flat
I blow up my doll
I give her what I need
And whisper in her ear
You make the sun go down
You taste like rubber
You smell like my sweat
And you look like an ass
Your conversation is horrible
Your tits crackle too much
Your hips are too slack
But my knife is sharp
