9/11 was an inside job

babel land

blitzkrieg

war on terror

i take you by the hand

i treat you like a friend

i'm not manic

jihad means

never having to say 

you're sorry

get it through your head

black eyed twins

make the best specimens

i like the way your

hair blows in the wind

in every direction

i fall over in your love

i'm made tame by your

dark whisperings in my ear

timing is everything

if you think that

time is everything

though i'm not ready

for marriage i've always

been a free spirit

your eyes are black

diamonds i can't wear 

on my fingers

allah akbar there is

no god but god when

the bomb goes off

how do three buildings

fall perfectly down onto

their own shadows

it's a mystical question

here today

gone tomorrow

my libyan lover played

pink floyd's the wall whenever

he made love to me

i'm in complete maya

conditioned to believe

my own eyes

the nazis learned
all the evidence can
not be destroyed

you tell me i have

bedroom eyes

it's a conspiracy