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We're making music and having lots of fun Then a stupid man is getting on the run He talks from Noise delution not from great music when he finished debate i start to speak. He you motherfucking Bastard keep away from our place Now, shut fuck up and take this in your face. You told us that you're coming from golf club next door and our noises are to loud for you and all the golfing bastards are dipured by our band my very lovly friend do you see this hand I'll hit you in the face throw you from our ground then you look behind you and see our bloodhound Songtextehe will race after you you will race like cheetas do and you'll have to run fast that he don't get you. To all the golfing bastards out there in this world the bits of my bloodhound can very hurt so keep away from this our place or our punches hit you in the face this is the cockroach ownership Aus Songtexte Mania