Wrinkles, cellulites, hangy breasts and runny mascara
Fake smiles mixed with mouthdiarrea
The cashier is a part time whore
Her friendliness is suspicious
The teddybear yearns to suck off
A childlike humour roars out in laughter
The boredom comes like a flood, I seek for a way out
The toy cat has spaghetti in mouth, nobody knows what it is
What is there to get there?
Noise appears when the chaos breaks out
The fire baptises little children when I blow this shit up in the air
Do you think like me, then we ride
Because then because then feel then I feel I feel free
Little horse little horse what bounces you have
Is the tail is the tail is the tail still there
So go and fly and smoke and run
And boom send boom are you in on it so run and scream
And come again and boom send boom out in the brass
And toot and howl and hello then
And boom send boom how it bammed in it