Bunted

I like suds in my bathtub
bubbles in my champagne 
don't complain, don't cry
if you only knew, what was 
on the other side, damn...I tell you
you would sigh and cry, joy
just open your eyes wide
the lesson must be applied
in the wee hours, while every ones
off to the showers, stay charged
coz, energy is power
I'll sleep when it's my hour
I'm the prophet, who has no home
reach in my pocket
you'l find two stones
I've never been in the closet
you'l never find hidden bones
I have many shadows
I never walk alone
just ask my mother, she will tell
you, I'll never go back home
I rather be left alone
she rather take secrets to the grave
it took some time, but mama
I learned to behave, I'm no demon
I got saved, I rather stay
a runaway, it's just better that way