The icing on the cake

In a foreign place, the saving grace was the feeling, That it was a heart that he was stealing, Oh he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement, The eyes are bright he couldn't wait to get away,

[Intro: Pharrell & (Pusha T)] Yo, I go by the name (I'm yo' pusha) Of Pharrell, from the Neptunes And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' pusha)

"Good God Almighty, like back in the old days You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play How to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock But um, we just went in the studio and we did it

Silently I watch a moth Drawing closer to a fluorescent light And getting electrocuted Why is it that my heart aches again?

Good day, sir. - Do you have now or have you earlier had any of the following diseases or symptoms? Typhoid fever: yes

Golden haze Another morning feels like yesterday End of may Now you're gone and there's still bills to pay

(Who cares) I can't wait to put the icing on the cake I, I can't wait to put the icing on the cake, cake

I eat cannibal, feed on animal Your love is so edible to me, I eat cannibals I eat cannibal, it's incredible You bring out the animal in me, I eat cannibals

Feelings cold as ice, I never, never think twice Hunting down my prey - they die Cross my line of death and there's nothing else left Any way you choose - you lose

Deep inside Rondane do we have a comrade He driving a motorhome with a cookware The people here is stressed, they haven’t more wine Here comes a motorhome with the icing on the cake

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J%C3%A1nos_K%C3%A1d%C3%A1risn't going to wipe His bloody hands into me He was the icing on the cake for me!

I wanna be hot all the time To remind you, you'll never be mine Get what I want and fucking thrive To remind you, I'm still alive

점점 높아지네 케미스트리 이 정도는 이젠 패시브임 The icing on the cake 위로 불 붙여 Ain’t got no break

Yeah, lover you has gone way too far How many times you gonna talk about your new car? And the icing on the cake is that you pretend You got no girlfriend, but she at home again

Take a little, take a little nip. Take a little sip, take a little more. Spread icing nice and thick between the layers. Ooh let it drip down the sides. Who cares?

Wolfgang Petry: When I look at the mirror in the evening My wrinkles deep and my stubble gray I go on a trip through memory lane