Lyrics

Ben (Oil, Scars and Asphalt) Stuck on a chair, eyes on the screen Haven't moved for a couple of weeks Static Made a circle and you drove in Now you're the center of everything And I'm pathetic Never fell for such a prototype A big mouth little heart mister Motorbike I'm crushing Don't know whether to cry or laugh 'Ready and willing' drops out of your head Real dramatic -Ben- I just want To taste you once Blow the screen, tasting real Oil, scars and asphalt - I don't wanna be no Vulture Way too weak I don't wanna be no Rottwheeler Way too big I don't wanna be no Caveman Way too mean I just wanna taste a pearl of real sweat You Polecat I made a circle and you drove in Now you're the center of everything And I'm pathetic -Ben- I just want To taste you once Blow the screen, tasting real Oil, scars and asphalt