Lindemann - Golden Shower [Live]

Please stand up and spread your legs
I lay me down, look up, it shakes
Let me eat your shame
Let me sip champagne
Let cry your pinky flower
Give me, give me golden shower

Let it rain, don't be blunt
Let it rain, what a stunt
Let it rain, make me grunt
Let it rain from your pretty cunt

(Golden shower) Don't be shy, cunt
(Golden shower) Let it fly from your pretty cunt
(Golden shower) Golden sweat, cunt
(Golden shower) Make it wet, let it shed

Please stand up, pink hairy sky
I creep down and wait, wait for you to cry
Let me sip again
Give me more champagne
Be my human Eiffel tower
Give me, give me golden shower

Let it rain, don't be blunt
Let it rain, what a stunt
Let it rain, make me grunt
Let it rain from your pretty cunt

(Golden shower) Don't be shy, cunt
(Golden shower) Let it fly from your pretty cunt
(Golden shower) Golden sweat, cunt
(Golden shower) Make it wet, let it shed

French kisses falling from your lips
And it seems like fairies flying
Moist and tender eyes and lips
And it feels like angels crying
Cunt!
Cunt!
Cunt!
Cunt!

(Golden shower) Don't be shy, cunt
(Golden shower) Let it fly from your pretty cunt
(Golden shower) Golden sweat, cunt
(Golden shower) Make it wet, let it shed, cunt

Written by:
Peter Taegtgren, Till Lindemann

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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