Stop now, what's that sound?. Everybody look what's going down. Stop now, what's that sound?. Wow. . I am a timebomb. A ticking ticking, ticking timebomb.
Stop now. What's that sound. Everybody looks. What's going down. . I am a timebomb. A ticking ticking ticking timebomb. Unattended on the railway station.
I'm an anarchist, I'm the anti-christ. Well sort of not really. It's not big it's not clever. And i'm quite a reasonable fella. Your friendly uncle good with kids good ol' paternalist pop.
Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street. There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet. Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the floor.
Ta, a song about how brilliant and how powerful deviant sexuality is. Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street. There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet.
Albert. Bobby. For god´s sake, burn it down. . Nothing ever burns down by itself. Every fire needs a little bit of help. . Give the anarchist a cigarette.
Albert!. What?. Bobby!. What?. For god's sake burn it down. Nothing ever burns down by itself. Every fire needs a little bit of help. Nothing ever burns down by itself.
Puppy eyes puppy eyes tearing claws spitting pride. Roll over! Roll over! Roll over! Roll over!. Pretty please pretty play chase away chase away. Nasty nasty snapping nasty biting spitting nasty nasty.