By the way, I wanted to tell you
Even though feeling good isn't really that normal
Smile on the face, feints in the belly, innocent tears
What really matters if people
By the way, I wanted to tell you that life isn't bad
By the way, what can you do
On these stairs you go down a bit and up a bit
Number one counts for nothing
Anyway it doesn't matter anymore
If instead of giving people take
'Cause the hunt's reopened
Butts, cigars and Havana, banana
Kiss kiss, hit hit
By the way, the other day I felt almost like someone else
Still I'm the same since the end of sex
Parents make kids and kids make parents
On the bed under a roof all inside
By the way, I wanted to tell you that life isn't bad
Buddy, what are you making me do
You steal, steal, steal then we've gotta pay it back
'Cause surely the craftiest thief steals nothing
He comes, smiles, turns, betrays, robs and disappears
'Cause the hunt's reopened
Butts, cigars and Havana, banana
Kiss kiss, hit hit
Still I wanna get away but I can't find the station
I'll run off with a kite waiting for me at the gate
Still from my place I hardly see the nation
I see really well little bananas and big bananas
'Cause the hunt's reopened
Butts, cigars and Havana, banana
Kiss kiss, hit hit
Kiss kiss, hit hit
Kiss kiss, hit hit
By the way, I wanted to tell you