Okay, go then!
  Oh, sold enough, but I smell the stink,
  Of the money, of the weakness that you can`t conceive
  And the polls of your will love your vanity, you believe
    Oh, all the rust will corrupt your fight,
  `Cos your belly does an echo like the tinted blight,
  So the petite the baby blows you away in 4play, 4play
  I say, I say, I say, yeah, yeah [X3]
    Oh, look at me I love gleefully, `cos my teeth are full of women,
  They shine endlessly at the foolish attempt to be reverent
  All again, again
    Oh, hard enough are your muscles` depth,
  `Cos your smelly little belly filled with contraband
  See the walls, smash the pot and aggressive fuzz
  How I laugh, laugh
  I say, I say, I say, yeah, yeah [X3]
    I, I, I, I say, I say, I say, yeah, yeah
  I say, I say, I say, yeah, yeah