[Music: Mika, Rotten Sound] [Lyrics: Keijo] Yaaaah! The bath we live in, It's fucking contamined... Call the cleaner, call the firemen! I want to get
Vertimas: Rotten Sound. Drenažo.
tongues Packing the ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns It's Big Pun, the one and only son of Tony Montana You ain't promised manana in the rotten
a rotten body. Time here has stopped. A new dimension out of space. Last exit for paranoia - Infinite despondency. My blood is dripping down the drain
[Music: Mika, Rotten Sound] [Lyrics: Keijo] Sounds from outside Wandering from the concrete walls Roaming until they're all dead And I am still awake
drained? In the bush, it's raining, Lost man on his own, Has anyone thought to save him? The monkey is waiting in the tree Counts to three Hearing the sound
She came home last night rotten rolling drunk She talk no sense but she sound good so she think So I reached over and said Hello Is there some planet
the past flashing before her eyes As she enters the century gates The old candles are burning in the vault The smell of dying flowers and rotten flesh
: She came home last night rotten rolling drunk She talk no sense but she sound good so she think So I reached over and said Hello Is there some planet
noise? The sound of a roost, I don't hear a voice Cackle gets loud, the band's gonna play Looking to the stage I see some "Minkions" dancing I drain
(Blackmore/Glover/Gillan) She came home last night rotten rolling drunk She talk no sense but she sound good so she think So I reached over and said
