Tekster:
Grimskunk

Pourquoi pourquoi ne pas fumer C'est ben legal de boire. Fume, fume c'est pas vilain Quand tu fumes un joint, tu te sens bien Toc toc toc, ding, dong

My axe blade is splitting a head I won't stop 'till everyone is dead My axe blade is splitting a head Fresh french bread Drenched in dread Bong your

I watch as you wave my life goodbye I don't think that I'll even try To understand the reasons why Can you see the colours in my head So clearly that

The soldiers stand in calm and silence Grimly dread the coming violence Clutching to their spears Sweating through their gear The pale one leads them

-Et oui, tubes apres tubes -La voila, encore une fois Celine, c'etait notre heroine -Que de platines pour Celine Notre fierte nationale -La ? de l'industrie

How could you be so blinded by your own greed I tried to relax one day I found myself freed We're tearing at the walls We're screaming for more We're

I'm comatose I'm passed out cold I lost the flame that lit my soul There's nothing in my eyes All the feelings gone Wake me soon I'll fade away before

Bugs in Billy Bob's bed Billy Bobs Bed Oh yeah You know you're wasting your time You drove me out of my mind You left me and then you said Another guy

Adolph Hitler was my hero Mussolini was my fave I killed for one man's fascist craving But now my bones rot inside their grave Don't hide! Everyone'