The fins and the curves, they don't make them like that anymore

So we went out for a walk

Where we have always loved, those dells and guns

Where they cannon off everything

In the factory yards

Just two weasles

We were born without hearts

And they don't treat us so well any more

Even though we know it's all there

No, they don't treat us so well any more

Any more


We would spend our time

Moley and me

Killing everybody

We would spend our time

Killing everybody


Grey water, mud flats, filled us with emptiness here

Close your eyes and disappear

Can you hear a noise?

This is a noise we could easily stop

An echo of a diesel train, grey overcast days

But now we're digging for bones in the mire

In the mire


We would spend our time

Moley and me

Killing everybody

We would spend our time

Killing everybody