Hot mango flush.
Ladies with ice cream hair –
Gyroscopic pink neon beams –
Everybody’s happy about something.
The crowd moves like a flock of starlings: they
switch direction as one.
Jive on the jukebox – Jack and Joker
split the night air with whoop and holler.
Faint aroma – wood smoke, old fish,
diesel harbour, roadside mongrel,
painted man with buttons barely
holding, bursting belly bulging.
Doe-eyed ragamuffin mumbling –
Scolded for some vague infraction.
Stole a penny candy-coloured
sweetheart kiss down at the market.
Down at the market all the world
seems to simmer:
Hot mango flush.
Drug infested, narcotic, electric, schizophrenic, Murderer arrested, a child molested, a race detested, A building…
BİR OF ÇEKSEM KARŞIKİ DAĞLAR YIKILIR BUGÜN POSTA GÜNÜ CANIM SIKILIR SIKILIR AMAN AMAN ELLERİN…
[Intro] Listen Shh.. You hear that? Can you hear that? Listen Ohh, ohh, ohh Lying…
Her Şey Vatan İçin Her şey vatan için,her şey vatan için,her şey vatan için,her şey…
İnancım kalmadı aşka sevgiye Sayende duygusuz bir insan oldum Affetmem önümde diz çöksen bile Tertemiz…
Yine söndü bak gözümün feri Bilemem ki gelir mi geri Yine bir aşk yine hüsran…