Noise,
It's my own and private secret garden

a dark and serious land i dont wanna share
it's all in tension, spit and violence,
and not a fuckin danceflour
how, how can you stand a drummer dressed as a banana on stage
it's fucking killing me
show me some mean and cold face musicians,

yelling at people,
keeping it real
aaaah, Time is running out and i
aaaaaaaah , i've got to feed my family

God knows
I've got all the time
In this world
I find myself another place off
Set me thinking