Can I wear your jeans? Will they ever fit? Guess I'll just inhale and make the best of it Sometimes they're too loose Sometimes they're too tight Will I tie the noose upon my appetite? Hungry, hungry To belong, to belong... Can I wear your genes? Guess that's not my choice I'm walking down the street and singing In my mother's voice When you reach this world Wet and cold and scared Little do you know What you'll be forced to wear When you grow and change Eyes are open wide You can try in vain to "metamorphasize" Hungry, hungry To belong, to belong... Sei Yonah Weh Shimini Bakinor Najany Listen to me, dove, fly high!, play your violin. Weh Pasachi Zamari Rani Beshir Hitboneny Dance and sing, contemplate the song. Can I wear your genes?...