Stand up, there's no need to be on your knees before me
I'm not any god at all
You see, there's no death's head on me
I'm just waiting for the drink
The bottles were going round and round
The floor was curved, and those who saw you
Said that the way you looked, well...
You haven't been broken down so much for a long time
Mirror, mirror on the wall
How long will it go on this way?
The jimbo* was gulped down and the limbo** started
In the toilet after midnight
I was just breathing the smoke in, and my eyes were smarting
Like propane-butane
An early morning memory that the taxi
Almost turned over with me
Don't lie to my face
You're trying to save your skin in vain
You added some shit to the booze
That burned my throat
Stand up, there's no need to be on your knees before me
I'm not any god at all
You see, there's no death's head on me
I'm just waiting for the drink
An early morning memory that the taxi
Almost turned over with me
Don't lie to my face
You're trying to save your skin in vain
You added some shit to the booze
That burned my throat
Don't lie to my face
You're trying to save your skin in vain
You added some shit to the booze
That still makes me awake
Don't lie to my face
You're trying to save your skin in vain
You added some shit to the booze
That burned my throat
It's two o'clock at night, a life-saving cocktail should be needed
Or rather two or three right away
I don't care
Just let me survive tomorrow somehow...