كلمات Young Blood

If you can dig my music You can dig my grave too So clap your hands and pray for deep long diggings The lipstick kiss of you, mannequin Tastes like honey You’ve got a whole lot of shake Running in your warm young blood So let it go, don’t break my arm Drop your guns and take it easy Let the energy flow Let’s swim in electricity Twist around the city Let big brother drown in a sink Lipstick him, if you know what I mean Can you dig it, little child Clap your hands, fury your heart In the sunshine of your blood – of young blood...