Tina!
Tina!
Tina!
Tina!

Tina lives in Berlin
Her voice so seldom on my machine
Is here tonight
And i'm on the market and
When i'm on the market
Words moving wild
Like a skin
Like a salty skin for a seed
Of fat circles
Smiling
Smiling
Her voice so intentionally smiling
In the clouds move between us here
These are my intentions…

Push
Push
Push
Ohh…

Kiss me
I kiss you
Yeah I've seen you before
I know about you
I been told about you
Your waiting and the wind's waiting for me to call
You were waiting and the air where it's thin
Comin' through the tiny holes
Your hungеr
Comin' through the tiny holes
Your fingers
Comin' through thе tiny holes and the edges of the night
And the tips of your wings are comin' through the tiny holes
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Your pushed away your body is a
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Oh look out their for the unbelievers
Carrying some
Lipstick for the
The boyfriend blonde between the rolls of sheets
She's professionally poised
Watching the faces
She's watching the faces watching her

Push
Push
Push
Push
Push
Push
Ohh…

A blue girl blonde
Is carrying me
Is carrying someone that i used to be
A grey plastic someone
Blue plastic girl
Your cream is pushing
Pushing
Pushing

Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Your pushed away your body is a
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Your pushed away your pushed away your
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Your pushed away your body is a
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
Pushing
(Pushing…)