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• Artiste: Gustav
• Titre: One Hand Mona
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Mona gave up taking pictures She lost her left arm and married Carl. In eight hours of sleep And eight hours of work And eight hours of leisure time of remedy Three months of pregnancy... It takes seven minutes to prepare the coffee And four and a half to eat a slice of bread. And she always dreamed of a white wedding But she lost her left arm and married Carl. She married Carl. Sometimes she wears this fancy jacket And her mother calls her twice a week. And she so wishes sex with her white-clad dentist But she's just colouring her horoscopes with needs. With needs. Shaving leg sundays, friday night tears In a everyday make-up All day long round the years. Worn out smalltalks In a racked up pain. Pine away, Mona, In your single-tracked train. Mona stopped singing memorized melodies. And she lost her faith in those credit card companies. Sometimes she gives Carl head It's better than just rest in bed. She says. She says. It's a common way of life Loosing one arm and becoming somebody's wife. It's a common way of life Loosing one arm and becoming somebody's wife Between shaving leg sundays and friday night tears All day long round the years. But her secret pleasures Are her monthly sended letters To defenseless two-handed strangers. Destiny seldom come painless. One Hand Mona's resolutions - Tiny bloody executions, Little letter bomb explosions. It's all in Mona's hand. Rise and shine Mona! Rise and shine on them all! Let the world know who's really to blame for your amputating war. Well the bird in Mona's hand is better than the duck which flies above. So the thing in which Mona believes is not what we used to call love. If she could she would make herself quite happy But what a pity she lost her left arm and married Carl. Rise and shine Mona! Rise and shine on them all! Let the world know who's really to blame for your amputating war. And stop counting hours of agony And stop suffering with dignity Just send out fateful letters And execute them all! Them all. Let the world know Mona Who is really insecure. Rise and shine Mona! Rise and shine on them all! Let the world know who's really to blame for your amputating war. And stop counting hours of agony And stop suffering with dignity Just send our faithful letters And execute them all! Them all. Be wary of your mailboxes, men! Ticktock-ticking Mona might strike again. She doesn't want to harm your wife But you might have to start with one hand less A brand new life.