Sometimes it seems nothing goes and everything sucks

Like a bad dream, hey what a fuck

And then I think, there must be something

Stopping me being bored

Suddenly a lightning, there was a thing I’ve never seen before



It was a bottle small and thin

In which was oil or water in

I opened it and there was power



I grapped the bottle and I took a bit from it

It was a good feeling, but it tasted like fucking shit

Then I said to me “Who Cares?” and I drunk the rest

Suddenly started flying, tell you what, that was the best



I started like a rocket, flew down to Austria

But I couldn’t stop, so I came to Gambia

I said “I want to stop – Is there nothing I could do?”

Then I heard a voice from nowhere and it said “No!”