I’ve been drinking indifferently

I’ve been fucking indifferently

I was drunk like a death on the average

And as usually I escaped the scythe

I’ve been

Down indifferently

And like an average nitwit

I’ve been

Dreaming about comeback

Beat the drum, you morons!

We carry the villainy

Like they carry the Ark...

But our procession is dark

I am closed between rubber walls

In the crowd of rubber freaks

They have pumped a superbalm

In my delicate pipes

And the crowd of the freaks is rockin’

They have short and very weak tails

Freaks are ashamed of Comodo Snakes

They will jump through the bars of the cage

Beat the drum, you morons!

We carry the villainy

Like they carry the Ark...

But our procession is dark

Beat the drum, you morons!

We carry the villainy

Like they carry the Ark...

But our procession is dark.^[2]