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Carefully, I walk round and round the big glass tube on the tip of my toes Oh I can feel I am getting close Suddenly I burst into a dim light, and all is Slimy yellow, dirty brown, oh what an ugly thing to see Lumps of stale bread floating over a deep and muddy oily sea Filthy gossips creeping around, I can hear them distinctly Bugs and flees and cockroaches are beating down a honey bee Oh there must be something to do Some special clever trick to Clean up heart and mind Tidy up and bind up everything together again Iron gold and steel Courage and good will can banish all mistake from this brain I must have overlooked them hidden in their homes Those tiny blue gnomes That come and go What a mess if they grow Before it breaks down again, tell me do potatoes have an navel too? Oh, what a frightful mess if they do ! Before long, all this frail order crumbles down into Stinking pools of bubbling urine, what an ugly thing to see Eight-year-old girls offering their bodies to their grandfather SongtexteMy unborn children talk in my back, I can hear them distinctly Bored idle traitors create little ennemies to collaborate with Why should there be some way out ? I got my poo to swim about, I got my farts to please my snout. Aus Songtexte Mania