Rostok Vampires In Between Boys'n'toys
I'm a hip dude Shit dude Pissed dude Hanging on a distant call Me indeed don't know it any better I'm the worst Thing of it all A boy With all his toys But I don't care for this Like a boy In a bliss Excited'bout my politics At the point Of my blunt sick bayonet Impressed with global causalty I don't care for you man I care for your dying With my battery yeah It's all my official joy Who cares for you goddamned... meet that hip Dude By your own roots So pay now I don't pay for you man I pay for your dying With my battery It's all my official joy Oh god why am I such a stupid boy thank god Thank god Believe that part Face now I know I care for it I start bloody war So stout that I need whore When I'm proud I know I have to choose Wank down my battery Well can't you see You bastards I bring you silence Straight after the violence This job I do Is good for you