Björk. A day called zero,. Is the day we'll all relax,. Mountains will tumble,. With a long and heavy thump,. Dust spreads on the sky,. So the sun will grow pale,.
I'm sittin' with Nelly. In front of the telly. I'm fillin' my belly. With a bottle of wine. Goin' with Kelly. To the cross-country rally. Up to Chez Nelly.