Teksty: Ungdomskulen. My Beautiful Blue Eyes.

I saw you inside me, and saw me inside you and so
I asked you all those things, those things that I don't wanna know
and cars that are passing are filled with the filth of LA
the city's on fire and you all have decided to stay

and it's so
and it goes
and it tastes just like this

are you talking back or are you slow
falling for those frequent cameos
my beautiful blue eyes put on hold
gather round like getters on the go

I dare you to cheer me up when I am bored
the curious type that I can't afford
and folks on their asses will be in your faces next week
so damn you, or godspeed cause it's all the same to me