Текст песни
Somebody's wrinkled the sky
A dirty, stoned day
I don't need love and I don't need affection
I'm too lazy to come near you
Hanging around with nothing to do
Arms and legs, all the organs of the body
And things I can't name
What a nasty song
What a nasty song
The latrine is the mausoleum's sibling
I get a hangover 300 times a year
I'm getting dumber and dumber with every puff
I'm getting more and more fucked up
I have bad dreams
I'm dreaming about May Day, Sabrina's tits
And things I can't name
What a nasty song
Something's really fucked up
Something's so wrong that it makes me howl
And a nasty word comes out
About this social order
And those who planned it all
Go far away, to another planet
To something I can't name
What a nasty song
