Maniaq

Well I got my head in my hands again
I got my heart in my fist again
I do my soul through the twist again
Head in my hands, heart in fist, soul doing the twist
And we'll be seeing you often again
Out on the streets you'll be killing again
You'll have a kid in a coffin again
I can't make up my mind
I couldn't do it cause I don't ?? ??

You can't make up your mind
You couldn't do it cause you don't have one

Don't ask me for a dime, you're poor
And we can't hurt you, we can't hurt you no more
So you come on down, kick around, leave em' in the gutter to bleed
Then you come on back tomorrow, you can do it again
?? (don't know this line)

Walk back down the streets, teaching the young your evil ways
So you went upstairs, washed your hands, come back down, get em' dirty again
Oh yes you went up stairs washed your hands, come back down, get em' dirty again

I got my head in my hands again
I got my heart in my fist again
I do my soul through the twist again
And we'll be seeing you often again

I can't make up my mind
I couldn't do it cause I don't ??

You can't make up your mind
You couldn't do it cause you don't have one

Don't ask me for a dime, you're poor
And we can't hurt you, we can't hurt you no more
So you come on down, kick around, leave em' in the gutter to bleed
Then you come on back tomorrow, you can do it again
?? (don't know this line)

Walk back down the streets, teaching the young your evil ways
So you went upstairs, washed your hands, come back down, get em' dirty again
Oh yes you went up stairs washed your hands, come back down, get em' dirty again

I got my head in my hands again
I got my heart in my fist again
I do my soul through the twist again
You'll have a kid in a coffin again

Moris i jego zona Estera co roku chodzili na pokazy samolotow i co roku Moris mowil: "Estero, chcialbym sie przeleciec tym samolotem", a Estera co roku odpowiadala: "Wiem Moris, ale przejazdzka tym samolotem kosztuje 50 dolarow, a 50 dolarow to jednak 50 dolarow." Pewnego roku, na pokazie samolotow, Moris mowi do Estery:
- Estero, mam 85 lat, jesli nie polece w tym roku tym samolotem to juz nigdy wiecej moge nie miec takiej szansy.
- Wiem Moris, ale przejazdzka tym samolotem kosztuje 50 dolarow, a 50 dolarow to jednak 50 dolarow.
Rozmowe podsluchal pilot i mowi:
- Mam dla was propozycje. Zabiore was na przelot tym samolotem i jesli przez caly lot nie pisniecie ani slowka, nic nie powiecie, to nic nie zaplacicie. A jesli ktorekolwiek odezwie sie jednym slowem, zaplacicie 50 dolarow.
Moris i Estera sie zgodzili. Pilot w powietrzu wykonuywal rozne akrobacje chcac wywolac u pasazrow przeraznie i zmusic do wrzasku, ale nie powiodlo mu sie. Milczeli jak zakleci. W koncu laduja na ziemi, pilot podchodzi do Morisa i mowi:
- To niemal niemozliwe! Robilem wszystko co moglem, zbyscie krzyczeli z przeraznia, z reguly tak zawsze z innymi pasazrami bylo, a tym razem nic. Udalo wam sie zachowac milczenie nawet w czasie najstraszniejszych akrobacji.
- No wie pan, co prawda zamierzalem cos powiedziec kiedy Estera wypadla z samolotu, ale 50 dolarow to jednak 50 dolarow

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