Ella

She has already done everything that is good
Studied to be a doctor
She took care of what people might say

She fulfilled her father by putting a stop
To the danger of poison
Of running into some Don Juan

She wants kisses on the corner
Sex in the kitchen
Gymnastics on the couch

To climb like Jane from the curtains
Undress in the office
Dance on the mattress

And celebrate that she is alive
Exploding in freedom
To heal the wounds
With pure electricity
With pure electricity

She wants backpacking trips
Dress up as a killer
Kiss a hummingbird

Bleed with those thorned flowers
Celebrate indiscipline
With an encouraging shout

And celebrate that she is alive
Exploding in freedom
To heal the wounds
With pure electricity
With pure electricity

And remember that life
Is only one, there are no two
Give the body what it asks for
And say goodbye to what people might say

And celebrate that she is alive
Exploding in freedom
To heal the wounds
With pure electricity

And celebrate that she is alive
Exploding in freedom
To heal the wounds
With pure electricity
With pure electricity