(guten tag, ich bin lederhosen lucil-let's hose!)
You s**, you really messed up your life
Now you s**, you've got a bloods**er wife
You s**, you're going six feet under, I can't believe I was ever your lover
You s** and you're a ba*tard and coward
You s**, too bad your brain never flowered
You s** and no it's not even silly, I can't believe I did the nasty with your willy
You're never getting out you're never going nowhere you won't even buy a new pair of underwear
Soon you'll have white maggots crawling in your short hair
Then you'll wonder why you never went nowhere
You're never getting out you're never going nowhere you won't even buy a new pair of underwear
When you're down below you'll be lying there alone cause a necrophiliac wouldn't touch a little crusty bum
You s** and now you'll never be free
You s** a plague on your family
You s** you took the trouble to kiss her
Cause she's done everyone including your sister
You s** you're going under today
You s** too late there's nothing to say
You s** and no you won't last long cause I'll cut you down with a chisel and a song
You're never getting out you're never going nowhere you won't even buy a new pair of underwear
Soon you'll have white maggots crawling in your short hair
Then you'll wonder why you never went nowhere
Never getting out you're never going nowhere you won't even buy a new pair of underwear
When you're down below you'll be lying there alone cause a necrophiliac wouldn't touch a little crusty bum
Really really s**
Truly truly s**
Surely surely you used to be six feet tall now you're six feet...
Never getting out no you're never going nowhere
When you're down below you'll be lying there alone and you're
Never getting out you're never going nowhere you won't even buy a new pair of underwear
When you're down below you'll be lying there alone cause a necrophiliac wouldn't touch a little crusty bum
Really really s**
Truly truly s**
Surely surely you used to be six feet tall, now you're six feet small