Ah, Tina lives inBerlin her voice so seldom on my machine
Is here tonight and I`m on the market and when I`m on the marketwords move faster
Wire and clouds move thin between us
Like a skin like a salty skin for a seed of fat circles
Smiling smiling her voice so intentionally smiling
In the clouds between us
These are my intentions
Pushin...
Push
Ah...
Through the club a blonde is carryin somethin is carryin me
I`m someone I used to be a grey plastic someone blue plastic
Girl your cream is pushin pushin and
Pushin...
Pushed away
Your body is-a pushin...
Pushed away
Come before the unbelieve
Carryin some lipstick for the boyfriend blonde
Between the rolls of sheets is professionally poised
The faces are watching her
She`s watchin the faces watchin her
Pushin...
Push
Pushin
Push
Love
Ah