Píseň: The Baker's Man
- Interpret:
- Edward Ka-Spel
- Album:
- Tanith and the Lion Tree
Jerkov cuts it charismatic - strikes his matches on his jaw. Smokes in threes (all Gauloises!), strokes his safety clip and tips his trilby. Truly! Bad guys freeze at such a moment. Wise guys make it for the door, but all the dark-eyed scarlet honeys form a circle. They adore the way he petticakes the waiters, sucks his T-bone blood red raw; slips his lion ladie's fingers, slides his plate across the floor + leaves.