Swedish Designer Drugs – Daan – letras

I was shot in the back by Nilfisk addicted cowboys,by jealousy struckoutnumbered by hard boiled luck,when I showed them the lights of mytwo-forty-five deep blue breakthey all stood up and sang about Swedish designer drugs.I was cutting a tree, and turning my jack into lumber,when the hitmen arrivedon a boat from the Isle of SongI was shocked by thenude identical twins on my lapa cross-eyed effect of Swedish designer drugs.It’s hard to be strong,depending on Northern refineries.How deep is your fjord? How shallow thywatery eyes? How could I recupe,surrounded by 95 dogma’s?Like a reindeerI’m struck by Swedish designer drugs.I’m dating the maid, and drivingelectric wheelchairs.I’m cleaning the fishwith biodegradable pride.I was pulling the strings,while playing the fifteenth violin,in a director’s cut of Swedish designer drugs.I was hurting a fly, and winning all Nobely Prizes.I was probably drunk by the probably best beer aroundlike a Viking in need,I got a medal for bad underacting.They all stood up,and sang about Swedish designer drugs.Swedish designer drugs: it’s hard to be strong.How deep is your fjord?When I showed them the lights,they all stood up, and sang about Swedish designer drugs