Letras:
Machines Of Loving Grace

different? My Cicciolina everything is physical My Cicciolina you fill me with a boa constrictor love Love like a fire, love like a flame But you eliminate

I am city I am the park I am glow In the mother fucking dark I am shocked and I seethe I don't want to believe no more, no more No more Golgotha tenement

Your eyes have focused on the fan on the ceiling You realise your a part of the machine Just a part of the machine Uptight in Terminal City Fucked up

love I still don't know what I've been thinking of All I really need is your love... (You already said that...) All I really need is your love, love, love

Whispered ravens stab rhythm and blues Kick off your flares and platform shoes And burn like brilliant trash at Jackie's funeral This machine has gone

You're turning, yeah I think you're really turning now You're moving under the clouds in a Dior gown You're moving, yeah I think you're really moving

Tradução: Machines Of Loving Grace. Calvario tenament.

tranquility Those who said a new world, new ways ever free Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me" I bless you madly, sadly as I tie my shoes I love

grade of the King (Grace of the King yeah yeah) So my darling and I Make love in the sand To salute the last moment Ever on dry land Our machine has