Dolly The Sheep Meets Frank The Stein

Dolly the sheep meets Frank the Stein

- the brave new world´s made of cocktailed genes

let´s mix some DNS with some DNA

- looks a little bit strange, but that´s o.k.

`cause the greatest wedding you´ve ever seen

is when Dolly the sheep meets Frank the Stein.

In the secret caves of yesterday

my last word´s echoes fade away

and tompstones of my burning past

erase my thoughts now slowly fast

`cause the greatest wedding….

the roaring calm before the storm

kills those who keep you dry and warm.

The old ones sleep and the young ones fail.

The moon shines bright and cold and pale.

Hold on, my friend, behind the iron gate

the world´s a melting pot so wait

for the wizzard´s slime and the dark Lord´s knights.

They bring the truth and some neon lights.

Before the black dressed widdows cry

maybe you should ask for a reason why

the game is lost and the losers still play

to win another dream´s decay

`cause the greatest wedding ……..

She looks so innocent and lovely - holy-mountain shy

- faithfully offensive when it´s time to say goodbye.

She goes to church on every Sunday - guys like us she wouldn´t even see

but you´ll never have a clue of what she does for charity:

She gives a helpin´ wank - down at the local spermbank.

Sometimes she uses her lips - or she just swings with her hips.

She´s like the sweetest melody

and in the name of sanity

she caresses your hank

down at the local spermbank

Dolly the sheep meets Frank the Stein……..