Générique Songtext
von Fishtalk

On the old bridge
a young woman
with no eyelids
insomniac slits
plays with Reborns ®
when the night falls
likes to see them
turning their eyeballs


we were two kids
with two days to kill
suddenly wanting
to be made of vinyl

a thousand white kitties
around the woman
deaf or blind
inbred kind
maybe too many
took one of them and
rocked it a while
buried it between
the daffodils and the swing
we were two kids
with two days to kill