Текст песни Marrakech - Bodies Without Organs
Mon
jardin
marocain
Mon
jardin
marocain
I
have
been
to
places
everywhere
Looking
for
a
site
of
sweet
despair
Now
I've
found
my
thunderdome
The
place
that
I
call
home
Welcome
to
my
secret
masquerade
Underneath
the
cover
queen
of
spades
Always
in
a
dress
to
kill
Pure
luxury
at
will
Marrakech
passion
in
the
kasbah
Marrakech
midnight
of
the
mods
Marrakech
fashion
everlasting
Marrakech
twilight
of
the
gods
Paris
and
Berlin
have
lost
their
shine
Bangkok
and
New
York
they've
all
been
mine
They
were
only
love
for
sale
Beneath
the
shine
so
pale
Basking
in
the
light
of
desert
stars
Listen
to
the
drums
from
the
bazaar
Luring
for
a
chance
to
sway
To
dance
the
night
away
Marrakech
passion
in
the
kasbah
Marrakech
midnight
of
the
mods
Marrakech
fashion
everlasting
Marrakech
twilight
of
the
gods
Come
to
my
Moroccan
garden
And
witness
the
flowers
of
death
Dance
with
the
reptiles
On
the
graves
of
bodies
without
organs
Can
you
hear
the
whisper
in
the
wind
Heating
up
your
senses
from
within
Welcome
to
my
thunderdome
The
place
that
I
call
home
Marrakech
passion
in
the
kasbah
Marrakech
midnight
of
the
mods
Marrakech
fashion
everlasting
Marrakech
twilight
of
the
gods
Marrakech
Marrakech
Marrakech
fashion
everlasting
Marrakech
twilight
of
the
gods
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