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 
To wash all my sins away...crosscountry

Now it`s time to use my brain because
For fourty 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 crosscountry
that`s the end of the line god bless and happy drinkin