We wake you

We break you

We drive you insane

We push you to the floor

And kick out your brain



We catch

Then scratch you

Until you're mane

You boring old fart

(lyrics by Nigel Stuart Cox)



Ain't got no whore

No pussy galore

You got your friendship

Ain't got no whore

I realize that I was emphashit

I call you shit dude

Bullshit or why

Killing all the anger - now!

I keep no slamming in'n'out'n'out

You see how it ends

But we keep on shootin' up

All end right now

We go on and on and start swimming



I never decided it was all a shame

Whatever you call

Should I go out for rage

A guy a dude a shilly you're bay

How do you profit

Oh I ain't got no way

I keep on staggeling

In and out and in anger again

But we keep on assuring no land

Right now

Keep on you dude

Froggeling to you

Bullshit