Lika a ninja
(Text : Rodrigúez / van Hintn)
(Text : Rodrigúez / van Hintn)
Like a ninja, like a ninja
A sea of shit, my face is layin' in, yeah
Like a ninja, like a ninja
You eat my balls and take a little gin, yeah
Because, you kick my trachea,
laugh and smile again, I puke and bleed
I plead for mercy, be or not to be
No ma- ma- matter, If I'm small or tall, you hit
My face against the wall
I'm a deadman, I'm a deadman
I'm your fan, you little pan, are you mad, man ?
I'm a deadman, I'm a deadman
One fact, you have forgotten, I'm of lad, man
Because, I'm a foolhardy, sturdily built dick
I want to have a lover's hour, are sane or sick
What do you think, think, think about, if I hit
Your brick against the wall
Der Brettner, des is'n oller Kerl
Der Brettner, des is'n oller Kerl
Da holt er seinen peipi raus
Da kommt sowas komisches russ
Und sagt zu seiner Frau
Die Jungs da unten nennen mich Drecksau
What's your, what's your new year
Your new year resolution
To jerk your brick as never before
Lay drunken in front of the liquor store
You end up in the gutter
eat a slice bread without butter
You are down, down, down
Good bye, bye, bye and take care
No friends, nobody everywhere
You are down, down, down
Dirty bumpkin, dirty bumpkin
One second to another, your head is dead skin
Dirty bumpkin, dirty bumpkin
Are you dumb, come on and tell me something
Of course, I smash your feces in your nose,
Your eyes and in your ears
Too late for love, my Babe,
Don't want to see your falling tears
You dirty, dirty swine, the game is over, you are tilt, I hit
Your mug against the wall
A sea of shit, my face is layin' in, yeah
Like a ninja, like a ninja
You eat my balls and take a little gin, yeah
Because, you kick my trachea,
laugh and smile again, I puke and bleed
I plead for mercy, be or not to be
No ma- ma- matter, If I'm small or tall, you hit
My face against the wall
I'm a deadman, I'm a deadman
I'm your fan, you little pan, are you mad, man ?
I'm a deadman, I'm a deadman
One fact, you have forgotten, I'm of lad, man
Because, I'm a foolhardy, sturdily built dick
I want to have a lover's hour, are sane or sick
What do you think, think, think about, if I hit
Your brick against the wall
Der Brettner, des is'n oller Kerl
Der Brettner, des is'n oller Kerl
Da holt er seinen peipi raus
Da kommt sowas komisches russ
Und sagt zu seiner Frau
Die Jungs da unten nennen mich Drecksau
What's your, what's your new year
Your new year resolution
To jerk your brick as never before
Lay drunken in front of the liquor store
You end up in the gutter
eat a slice bread without butter
You are down, down, down
Good bye, bye, bye and take care
No friends, nobody everywhere
You are down, down, down
Dirty bumpkin, dirty bumpkin
One second to another, your head is dead skin
Dirty bumpkin, dirty bumpkin
Are you dumb, come on and tell me something
Of course, I smash your feces in your nose,
Your eyes and in your ears
Too late for love, my Babe,
Don't want to see your falling tears
You dirty, dirty swine, the game is over, you are tilt, I hit
Your mug against the wall