If I was Lee Van Cleef, that horrible man,
My morning coffee would be black and so would my reputation
I'd kiss a corn cob pipe, I'd make others pay for the smokes
If I was Lee Van Cleef, that insolent man,
I'd walk the dark side of the street
I wouldn't even go around a dog shit, I'd stain my black boots
Because so it is: if you're immortal, you don't have to care
If you fuck with me like that one more time, you may lose your head
If I was Lee Van Cleef, not Vesterinen,
I would survive this with whisky
Head held high without a scratch, but that won't happen, of course
Because so it is: if you're immortal, you don't have to care
If you fuck with me like that one more time, you may lose your head
If I was Lee Van Cleef…
If I was Lee Van Cleef…
Because so it is: if you're immortal, you don't have to care
If you fuck with me like that one more time, you may lose your head
Lose your head
Lose your head
Lose your head