Hypocritic critic

ar spogulīšiem glīšiem acīs spīdinu sunim gaismu un lēkāju pa māju. un dziedu.

And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

laikam pavisam drīz man iestāsies balss lūzums. jāiet dušā. auksta ūdens strūklaka no krāna! hell yeah:)