These filthy rotten drunks Are sitting in their lone despair Waiting for a savior To escort them to their lair And they believe in nothing Nothing always goes nowhere Let the people search for n' answer We'll be here until it's there And you may say we'll never win Or say we'll never care We'll still be here to ruin Your plans for silence and clean air (*2) I'll shout my nonsense loud
Try to stop if you dare You bore the crowd, don't feel so proud Sit in your stupid chair (2) And you may say we'll never win
Or say we'll never care We'll still be here to ruin Your plans for silence and clear air Well, you may feel uncomfortable With our rudeness and our smell If love is god – then we are Satan Burn you all in hell!.
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