Conversation is getting dull The black cloud is coming for my soul Your self-esteem is growing so high So I can't get enough satisfaction
To the left and to the right The black cloud is coming The black cloud is coming For my soul And for your soul You can't get away from it Because your legs is not so tall Is not so tall
But you can swallow this pill And drink water The black cloud will disappear But exactly it will be invisible Because you can't get away from it Because your legs is not so tall Is not so tall
Oh, you can take another pill To grow you legs for many many meters high You body's getting distant distant distant distant
To the left and to the right The black cloud is coming The black cloud is coming For my soul And for your soul You can't get away from it Because your brain is not so small Is not so small
Not like in a horror film There will be a happy end The white cloud of happiness will come There will be no blood and stress There will be only sweets and sex The white cloud of happiness will come