Moshi-C-Jay

Moshi - C-Jay Litza's teeth tear the cork from the wine His hunger is so visible now The sight of this guy makes me insane Let him go faster - I will stop shaking The iron dogs of the city arrive together They are excited and ready to mosh Glass-eyed corpses will fall down tonight They will be out and the new will come Yeah, scream of axes, such a noisy party Don't preach to me here, about my situation Yeah lanky guys are droppin' dead now There'll be a ton of puke - just one of the attractions Reinforcements are comin' - I'm defendin' myself I won't drop so fast, surrender to no one I'm losing my fingers in her appetising shame No, not this week, I'm not comin' home! An iron dog of the city, a never sober thrasher He's haulin', oh, a big sack of joy The crew's defendin' him, rollin' orbits This night, just like the last, some of the guests will drop down The orange sun pulls me out of it, oh well There's no talkin' about any overdose A "Red Barchetta" is flyin' through my ears I'm waitin' patiently for a new sack of joy, joy! It is hittin' us - Adrenalines kick And we are not guilty in this situation Litza's greedy jaw is lookin' for the foe Our bangin' heads are harder than a rock.