Angels with asthma choked by clouds
outside it's raining grand piano's
inside they're sewing up some mouths
and we won't go asleep 'till we made each other weep
little children helpless in their sleep

Hahaha Hahaha

My kiss gave you a hangover
somewhere a mother is crying cuz
her punkrockin' son has burned his pullover
ah the neighbours are exchanging innerkarma's again
there's a new worldorder going but I don't know
exactly when

Hahaha Hahaha

The day breaks my mind aches
only the end of the world can keep me from
hurting someone
the wind blows the air goes
I want to paint the refrigerator but it's already done

I walk the streets with a cardboard
bullet in my pocket
I wanna find the guy that came
to my door and sold me toiletpaper
and a rocket
Somebody stop me aah-ah
Bring me the heads of the Walshes
O pizzadeliveryninja
Somebody let me

When your time has come
the giant spider has won
don't you think it's time to
go home for lunch

got my first true enemy aged 24
good for personality
Well I may kill for granted but
I hurt by mistake
Somebody breath upon me aah-ah
One day I'll be everyone's wrong boyfriend
Somebody dance with me

When your work is done stumble over a gun
don't you feel it's time to go home for lunch

I love people. I really do. Families on a rainy evening
Hmm! Children got beaten too.
When the bell has rung strangled by your lung
don't you know it's time to go home for lunch

I feel a song coming up

Microbes digging trenches plankton hides from North-
Sea
to Ganges

Got this urge to release some words from the
hipper side of conscience
a population - filled rocket to another world
the government launches

Sing a message to you

Android suicide number immediately arises
underground shelter furniture shop raises his prices

yeah !

I feel some kind of song coming up goes
something like: Ah-ah-ah YEAH! AH-ah-ah

Tons of marshmallow I sell still there's one thing
I can't tell when you smiled at me oh well
it started to snow in hell 300 miles an hour
I daydream 'bout this pirateweddingbell
I farted as hard as I can and you smiled at me again

your library of kicks your indoor fireworks
your collection of ancient wines tell me what we gonna at ah

your dump or mine

Keys of treasures you forgot superstupid things we say
as we meet I can't help moving like a drunken bat
excuse me but your pudding it
tastes like pinguinsweat scientists are examinating
what you actually did with your ex-boyfriend's head

Stars, gnomepuke and soap your zits collideascope
your dragracing in divine tell me what we gonna eat ah

your dump or mine

such a charming hateress tell me how can I suffer best
your picturedisc of Gorefest your strange accent
you're so different from the rest

A busload of whores washed up upon my private
shores tell me what's it gonna be ah

Stick to the fruit they said ever since I tried but I
cannot Everyone else is right that's what I think
I guess I suppose I know I know I know just let me
keep on

Rockin' all over
into stratosphere

Master master teach me the art of enjoying being
pretty worthless I like being pretty worthless I guess
Oh yes and in the meantime we just keep on

Rockin' all over 500 amperes
is it time? it's time

wawawawawawa!

Dance me a hairy butt brand new girlfriend
impersonate me a fossile zit on a planktonized rockband

Love to be a part of your sophisticated family
in spite of getting called a damaged soul oh-oh
but I still can't figure out how to take a shit
on that two million dollar cubist toiletbowl

Could it be worse oh sure of-curse
since a day or twelve I find myself

Pantomiming with yer parents
especially for you
Pantomiming with yer parents
every day off and in the weekends too

My darling learns me a lot I try so hard to understand her
from cosmopancakes to Jackson Pollock's socksuspenders

Promise not to tell anybody 'bout yer mother's cornflake
reincarnation oh-no
Nor a thing about yer daddy's theory that cows on the
moon are no fiction could it be...

Come on hot woman put on
your invisible underwear
Get down get down oh Wow
can't you hear it's killer sound
bang yer head against
the coffeemachine
pierce your uvula with a mandoline

Oh funlump

spidertits and tigerbits

bring in the goat
bring in the mailbox
bring in the twenty five possessed monks
already got bored with the hairdresser
and those dead man's socks

Oh funlump

You washed my suit in soup under a dark sided moon
you couldn't wait until summer It will be there real soon
darling don't cry no tears I'll stay all afternoon
we can watch some documentary or play with your balloon

Your cosmic forces are rather strong
well, 1,000,000 demons just can't be wrong

We had a deep conversation by the side of the dishwasherpool
got interrupted so rude damn that flying tiger invasion forced to
leave each other behind with a vainfull of blues but no uranium
fortress could stop me from wanting you

You play me like a broken pinball for so long
well, 1,000,000 demons just can't be wrong

The first time we met I caught you pissing on the universe seated
on my hat you seduced me with a baseball bat
with you is where my heart and aquarium belong
well, 1,000,000 demons just can't be wrong

Yeah!
Satan is in my ass
He wears a ballerina-outfit and a fez
Satan is in my ass
and when he comes out
you hear the sound of brass

Satan is in my ass
next thursday he's gonna have a hypnotized sheep for a guest

Well as you all know he is some kind of a bad guy
but when he reads the papers nowadays he has to hold back the grease in his eyes
Somewhere in a fortress
he hides his mistress
I'm talking 'bout a plankton eating robotcow in a cardboard dress
Yeah!

Satan is in my ass
He wears an armour and tries to make some pirouettes very fast
Satan is in my ass
and when he comes out you hear the sound of brass
Satan is in my ass
He's working on a puzzle and he sings the jazz
and it goes something like
Te-dum-duw
Satan is in my ass