Coming off the Moon Songtext
von Max Webster

Coming off the moon
With my lady luck in haste
Give me shots of sorrow
Shaved in photogenic lace
Tying off around my lady luck′s tits
Turn up the sky for the music
Everything below you is cancer
Talking as she walks, so nervous and so shy
She reads the book a second time because of people's eyes I love, I love, I love, I love Cali girl
I love, I love, I love, I love Cali girl
Shooting up a thought higher than the sky
She turns around and looks at all the people′s eyes
I love, I love, I love, I love Cali girl
I love, I love, I love, I love Cali girl
Licking off the spoon, my lady luck with a cheer
Give wedding bells to martyrs
Burn their grace to tears