everybody`s here
puke stinks like beer
this could be a city
this could be a graveyard
you stole my idea
you stole my idea

everybody`s anxious
for the coming of the crisis
the collapse of the justice
i can smell your armpits
you stole my idea
you stole my idea
you stole my idea!
this puke stinks like beer and everybody`s here

come on, come on, come on
let`s lay waste to this century
come on, come on, come on
return to nothing, and help me

everybody`s anxious
the crowd is all around us
the followers of Aldous
are spinning with their mescaline
a man behind the altar screams
you stole my idea
you stole my idea!

on the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips
dangled with tongue
on the edge of a peace that can`t stand low
and won`t stand tall

it`s amazing what we can do with love
with some matches and gasoline, do with love!
it`s amazing what we can do with love