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Like a bug in the breeze,
like a tree without leaves,
like a leg without knees,
I don’t need you.
Turning point in my life,
a beautiful gorgeous wife.
Cupped hand without dice,
I don’t need you.

A drink without a sip,
trousers without a zip,
a whole day without kip,
I don’t need you.

Like a bulb without light,
like a 24 hour night,
like a sun that ain’t bright,
I don’t need you. I don’t need you.

I don’t need you. I don’t need you. I don’t need you.

Like a cow without a bull,
like a glass that’s half full,
like beer you can’t pull,
I don’t need you.

Like sight without eyes,
like a body without thighs,
like me without mys,
I don’t need you.

Like a house without love,
like a heart without blood.
No below without above,
I don’t need you.

I don’t need you. I don’t need you.
I don’t need you. I don’t need you.

Like a man without teeth,
like leather without beef,
like Harris without Keith*,
I don’t need you.

Like film without frames,
like a head without a brain,
like tracks without a train,
I don’t need you.

Like a John without a Wayne,
Like a collar without a stain,
Saddam without Hussein,
I don’t need you. I don’t need you.

I don’t need you. I don’t need you.
I don’t need you. I don’t need you.
I don’t need you.

Like wings without a plane,
space travel without the strain,
like crops without the rain,
I don’t need you.

Don’t need you, I don’t need you. I don’t need you.

Like food without a smell,
Heaven without Hell,
a church without a bell,
I don’t need you.

Like a tongue without a lick,
leaning boy (atom bomb (?)) without a stick,
time without a click,
I don’t need you.

Text přidal PsychoKiller

Video přidal PsychoKiller

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