VOTJ

i tell you something
 let me say
 we were sitting down
 and then we sat there – just sat there

chameleons on the ground
 sitting around with the pipes that go round and round
 in a dark room

fresh out of pity – scintillatingly witty
 the finest blend of our generation – a [bad word] 
vampires on tomatoe juice
 we are the sons – the sons of zeus
 we are the cause – pangs of remorse
 vampires on tomatoe juice
 staring [bad word] the walls
 we got the balls
 … and when the city calls …

i tell you something
 let me say
 we we´re crawling around
 we just crawled there

chameleons on the ground
 sitting around with with booze that goes round and round
 in a dark room

fresh out of pity – scintillatingly witty
 the finest blend of penetration – whores of the city

we won´t give up our sense to see

we´re the ill generation
 the whores of the pity
 the new penetration
 the heart of the city