A Perfect Day To Die
I get up in the morning 3 p.m.
My headache makes me feel like pukin'
I b**p my foot against the bedside table, I stumble and I fall
(And) tripping over the telephone wire I tear it off the wall.
I get a grip on the bedroom curtain but it doesn't do much good,
I fall down and I hurt myself - if my cat could cheer it would.
I struggle to get up again feeling grieved with pain
And stepping on a drawing pin it comes to my mind again:
This is a perfect day to die
This way life's not up too much
The gods won't let me have my ways
As far as I can judge
A perfect day to die
I know life will be the cost
Don't wanna grit my teeth no more
So I rather b*** the dust
Celebrations in my fridge, the mould's in a good mood
A maggot looks me in the eyes - I'm heading for the loo
Eggs too soft, bread too old, the b***er has gone rancid
Coffee's spilt all over me - so breakfast now is cancelled.
My car has been totally wrecked, a message on the door
My girlfriend writes that we are through and I'm a perfect bore
She works it out in more detail I'm more often canned than not
This is her way of saying goodbye so this is what I got
This is a perfect day to die
This way life's not up too much
The gods won't let me have my ways
feels like a "minus" touch
A perfect day to die
I know life will be the cost
Don't wanna grit my teeth no more
So I rather b*** the dust
I think I feel suicidal
This life's a stinky bore
Somehow I'm gonna make it
Ain't gonna stand this s*** no more
At Chistoph's there's a party, I barely make it there
There's not one girl here left for me and no one seems to care
Drinking is the last joy left what else can I do here
But even this I am denied there's only "Pariser" beer
I try to find myself a whisky - drink the rest of the day
I find my girlfriend rolling on the floor with Hannes in love-play
I get in the car and move it off, it's all too much for me
A lady jumping in front of my car I hope she will agree
A perfect day to die
I know life will be the cost
Don't wanna grit my teeth no more
So I rather b*** the dust
A perfect day to die
This life it ain't no fun
I should like to have some peace
So now I'm dead and gone
I get up in the morning 3 p.m.
My headache makes me feel like pukin'
I b**p my foot against the bedside table, I stumble and I fall
(And) tripping over the telephone wire I tear it off the wall.
I get a grip on the bedroom curtain but it doesn't do much good,
I fall down and I hurt myself - if my cat could cheer it would.
I struggle to get up again feeling grieved with pain
And stepping on a drawing pin it comes to my mind again:
This is a perfect day to die
This way life's not up too much
The gods won't let me have my ways
As far as I can judge
A perfect day to die
I know life will be the cost
Don't wanna grit my teeth no more
So I rather b*** the dust
Celebrations in my fridge, the mould's in a good mood
A maggot looks me in the eyes - I'm heading for the loo
Eggs too soft, bread too old, the b***er has gone rancid
Coffee's spilt all over me - so breakfast now is cancelled.
My car has been totally wrecked, a message on the door
My girlfriend writes that we are through and I'm a perfect bore
She works it out in more detail I'm more often canned than not
This is her way of saying goodbye so this is what I got
This is a perfect day to die
This way life's not up too much
The gods won't let me have my ways
feels like a "minus" touch
A perfect day to die
I know life will be the cost
Don't wanna grit my teeth no more
So I rather b*** the dust
I think I feel suicidal
This life's a stinky bore
Somehow I'm gonna make it
Ain't gonna stand this s*** no more
At Chistoph's there's a party, I barely make it there
There's not one girl here left for me and no one seems to care
Drinking is the last joy left what else can I do here
But even this I am denied there's only "Pariser" beer
I try to find myself a whisky - drink the rest of the day
I find my girlfriend rolling on the floor with Hannes in love-play
I get in the car and move it off, it's all too much for me
A lady jumping in front of my car I hope she will agree
A perfect day to die
I know life will be the cost
Don't wanna grit my teeth no more
So I rather b*** the dust
A perfect day to die
This life it ain't no fun
I should like to have some peace
So now I'm dead and gone