Yezzir Look... I Brought It Out Like Stunna I Hope When We Kiss, We Make Ya Sick To Ya Stomach Stuntin Like My Daddy And Ya Mama Eat Rubbers I
[Sta fermo! Sta zitto! Non metter i gomiti sulla tavola! Non essere distratto! Guarda dove metti piedi! Sta attento a non rovesciare l?acqua! E non
Corpi di creta vuoti li sulla riva abbandonati nell'acqua che saliva Sei giri del sole poi di nuovo l'abisso Sei soffi del vento poi il mare soltanto
Io ogni mattina ascolto l'alba e la sera il tramonto e tutto il rumore che fa e poi per ogni giorno che passa faccio un segno su un muro di questa
parul cret, ia bataie in cotet El se jura ca in viata, nu mai calca pe la rata Si inca o data! Catelus cu parul cret, ia bataie in cotet El se jura
A butterfly is in your hair reminding us it is that time of year a cool shade and a spot in the sun a cold struggle but the tiresome brawl is won how
C. I don't worship her so she hates me She's a cretin, can't you see She's a cretin, a sickie She's a cretin, and I'm hoping that she'll hop away
a cretin - can't you see She's a cretin - a sickie She's a cretin - and I'm hoping that she'll hop away from me Cretin, Cretin, oh she's a cretin
We see the billboard girl the one devoted to ritual standing in the rain holding all of her pain inside I know you're hurting now but I can't point my
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker I'm Jezmund the family berzerker I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice The wind buffs the cabin You speak of
A chalk face Of a dead son of god Reflects on a blank stare Of his dead servants Populating this deceived necropolis That still thinks it lives Let all
[includes a quote from Heavy Duty Judy] [Guitar solo from Zoot Allures Terrace Ballroom, Salt Lake City, Utah December 7, 1981 FZ HENDRIX STRAT Ray
Översättning: Agoraphobic Nosebleed. Den femte dagen i Sodom-Like A Cretin På julafton.
Översättning: Jimmy Dean. Pengar Marbles och krita.
Översättning: Huntington, Eddy. Cretin Hop.
Översättning: Farm Krita. Chalk Farm.
Översättning: Waller Fats. Little Lockigt hår i en hög stol.
Översättning: Zappa, Frank. Krita Pie.