Little old birdy funk thing

And if I tell you who I really am, I think that you might die, because you don't even know my real identity
You just know how I look and how I shook your legs that night between the evil and humanity
I don't give a shit about your moralism, as long as it tastes good
But if it doesn't I'll tell you I'm pretty much fond of the stuff that you cannot disclose when you're shaking the shake of my hand and you're choosing me as your man
But you don't know, you don't know
Would you take me away I need to rest for a day
Would you let me let you light my lecherous fre 'cause it's the only thing that I have got in mind
One of the words that rimes is desire, and it wasn't very hard for me to find
Help me get off this merry-go-round I just can't stand this killing egine sound
I've had enough
Would you take me away 'cause I need to rest for a day
Would you take me
Let's fly away and find peace for today and tomorrow
In a place where we can lay down in the sand
I'll introduce you to my life of sorrow, 'cause I need to turn my back away from the mass, the mass
Help me get off this merry-go-round I just can't stand this killing engine sound
I've had enough