Текст (слова) песни: Minus - Peccadillo

Driving in my pick up truck having some picking up to do.
We call ourselves Johns
because we´re to embarrased to say who we really are.
Some of us are holy when we choose who we want.
It isn´t far fetched from the laws of our self created God.
Getting the itch in my pants
i drive endlessly through the block
to find my perfect trick, to scratch my itch.
I want them young and sweet so i can show them my meat
But first i must give them some sweets.
Behind is where i want to be because of the captain in me.
Nobody must notice, nobody must know
that i´m perverted and the world is my ground.
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