Rynkor, celluliter, hngbrst och rinnande mascara
Falska lenden blandade med mundiarr
Kassrskan r en hora p deltid
Hennes vnlighet r suspekt
Teddybjrnen trnar efter att f suga av
Ett barnasinnes humor vrlar ut i skratt
Tristessen kommer som en flod, jag sker en utvg
Leksakskatten har spagetti i mun, ingen vet vad det r
Vad finns att hmta hr?
Ovsen uppstr nr kaoset bryter ut
Elden dper smbarn nr jag sprnger skiten i luften
[English translation:]
Wrinkles, cellulites, hanging breasts and smeared mascara
False smiles mixed with word vomit
The cashier is a spare time hooker
Her friendliness is suspicious
The teddybear yearns after going down
The humour of a childs mind screams out in laughter
The monotony of life comes rushing, I search for an exit
The toy cat has spaghetti in its mouth, nobody knows what it is
Whats there to get here?
Noise erupts when the chaos breaks loose
The fire baptize little children as I blow this shit in the air
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
