Sounds like BDSM to me...

Τώρα που το άκουγα για να το βάλω στις διασκευές λέω ρε συ αντερ, αυτό το αϊ γκατ μάϊ μάιντ σετ ον γιου παράδοση του ελέγχου του μυαλού δεν είναι;  

 

Μπα, δε νομίζω, αυτός την εθέλει, την λέει και μικρή, απλά το μυαλό του το έχει συνέχεια σ΄αυτήν.
Δεν της έχει παραδώσει τον έλεγχο, εκτός κι αν τον έχει υφαρπάξει η μικρά... 
Κι άμα το πάμε έτσι, θα τα βγάλουμε όλα τα τραγούδια σχετικά με τον έλεγχο, τι, όχι? 

 

ολα είναι θέμα οπτικής γωνίας που παρατηρείς τα γεγονότα.
Να ,αυτό το τραγουδάκι ας πουμε, περιγράφει την αγωνιώδη ικεσία της υποτακτικής Ζοζεφίνας να θέσει τα σκληρά της όρια στη σχέση... 

 

fragile figure
I want to make you scream
the texture of your cries
pleasures me

 

Talk show host Radiohead

I want to
I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floatin' upon this surface for the birds
The birds
The birds

You want me?
Fuckin' well, come and find me
I'll be waitin'
With a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothin'
Nothin'
Nothin'

You want me?
Well, come and break the door down
You want me?
Fuckin' come and break the door down
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready
I'm ready,
I'm ready

 

How do you do that cool dance?
Baby don't split those hot pants
I got these moves that we can do to and sing
I don't look too good in pink
I use to slash myself up
I like to play it tough
Cuts, bruises, blood oozes, bones breaking rough
You gotta handle that stuff
Yeah yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it
I want to be your cat
Screw that!
I'm not sixteen but I got leather boots and suede
Ah go fuck your pain away
I heard you like kinky shit
That just depends who I'm with
What is it S&M or some kind of toy?
Like you said search and destroy
Some people don't like my crotch
Because it's got fuzzy spots
But if you flame it, It's a neat burning bush baby
And that is just what I've got
Yeah yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up
Yeah yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it
And if you lay down with sin
Escape the city I'm in
Come on and knock'em where its rocking non-stop
Make your way to Berlin