Текст Emil Bulls – 40 Days

Yeah check one two… now I’ve got the clue baby… let’s dance

This garden was full of boxes filled with my favourite toys
I never felt remorse when I provoked the winds that blew them all away
I’m creeping on all fours again I’m begging for rain

Now it’s time to use my brain because
For forty days I was caught in a room without a view
My head’s spinning around from all my dirty thoughts real filthy thoughts

I wanted to find peace of mind
But all I got was hate and self deception
In the prime of life the dead of winter has arrived
I’m feeling fagged shagged and fashed
Come on treat me with a little love
You know I like it hard and dirty

This garden was full of people
I should have kissed but know it’s too late
The wind blew them far away cross country
That’s the end of the line god bless and happy drinking