Fly (Don’t Fly So High) (feat. DJ Kafé)

Your father got away from home, when you was just a child
Your mother always treat you like ohh babe don’t cry
You’d should face up this, oh tweety! You’ll never do
You’d should face up this, oh tweety! You’ll always feeling blue

Your fetish is your list
Your fetish is the whisky
Cigarette is your wish
Freud explains: This is a lust

Clown, clown, clown. Your fetish is your list
You will find, another guy, pay his price
You know why? Your limit is the sky
Its your life, its your empty life

Fly, fly, fly, your fetish is the whisky
Drink it all, all the drugs, pay its price
You know why? Your limit is your mind
But don’t fly, don’t fly so high

Dance, dance, dance, cigarette is your wish
Your delight gets in all my life
You know why? Never fucked me high
I’m on dancefloor, I’m dacing so high

Your oldest sister says give it up, you are a loser, you are a clown
And youngest sister says to you ‘dry tears, tears of clown’
You’d should face up this, oh tweety! You’ll never do
You’d should face up this, oh tweety! You’ll always feeling blue