The world is cruel and so cheerless
It scares me, and I won't get peace
But more cruel than the wars
The fear of death is not the same
They've killed from lesser before
The punishment is death if they don't bring Aku Ankka magazine to me*
I won't get mercy when Kusti kicks the bucket**
refrain:
My Monday is ruined if I can't have Aku Ankka magazine
I wait for mailman like for the rising moon
I'm just a litte boy that needs to walk in Duckburgs streets for a moment
I didn't have the magazine. It stratled me.
I'm probably gonna hang oneself; do an suicide
Give me a grave, in the bottom of gloomy ocean
When the specter of old age kills me
I want hear it for the last time
That one who tooks and the one who gives is the one with duck tail
Just one thing to do, because I can't leave an continuous serial unfinished
refrain x2