RapPunzl RapPunzl with Runzl and Ranzl
this is the crew
a thousand plants
under which the corpses dance
Your mother said, “Don’t go to the tower!”
because Rapunzel’s waiting in the dirty bower
Your existence it will blur
and the doves, yes, they will purr
Now you’re hanging like a drip
on the stable solid plait
your perception it’ll flip
Just a fucking bait
It’s okay – I’ll let you die
just don’t know exactly when
I tell you, don’t ask why
we count backwards men
At this feast I am the beast
won’t kill you right away at least
ate the wolf so I’m RapPunzl in wolfskin
the wolf in the wolf’s skin
You scream “Stop!”
but I hear no content
you think you are bold?
I need you for
household
maintenance
salary
wolfskin
Lara Dziombowski
KARMA IS REAL
…or: What do electronic princes dream of?!
“The project was produced in the context of the congress 30 years prenzlkomm.”
