i tell you something let me say we were sitting down and then we sat there – just sat there
chameleons on the ground sitting around with the pipes that go round and round in a dark room
fresh out of pity – scintillatingly witty the finest blend of our generation – a heavenly committee
vampires on tomatoe juice we are the sons – the sons of zeus we are the cause – pangs of remorse vampires on tomatoe juice staring thru the walls we got the balls … and when the city calls …
i tell you something let me say we we´re crawling around we just crawled there
chameleons on the ground sitting around with with booze that goes round and round in a dark room
fresh out of pity – scintillatingly witty the finest blend of penetration – whores of the city
we won´t give up our sense to see
we´re the ill generation the whores of the pity the new penetration the heart of the city