Last Bottle, Lost Battle (исполнитель: Psychic Stunts)
Hello you Hello you, you seem to slumber You are staring in an empty glass [bad word] and hours pass What’s your name? What’s your name and what’s your number? You may think I’m impolite [bad word] With one [bad word] attitude But it’s the world It’s the world, it keeps on shrinking It’s an overpopulated place I need to sit here in your space Well, it’s a shame It’s a shame they keep on mating night and day Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah Now I will crack a joke with you And you will laugh until you faint Yeah, you will lose your head [bad word] I will sing a song for you And just go on [bad word] Yeah, you will lose your head [bad word] In this place There are far too many people We could sneak away and disappear Like Freon in the atmosphere And talk to me Talk to me, I’ll understand you I’ll connect to everything you say Almost in a psychic way And I’m the king I’m the king of funny voices I can imitate John McEnroe And some guy from Mexico Oh it’s a shame No one cares for funny voices anymore Oh-no-no, no-no-no