If you are wasting your life, say hi If you are alone tonight, say hi If you wish he should die, say hi, hi-hi, hi-hi If you have a hole in your head, say hi If you have a stitch in your wrist, say hi If, when you look at the sky, it is black and shredded
A sliver of bone could get caught in your throat; well, silence is golden A shot of bone sticking out of your arm; well, blood is beautiful If your curtain is closed, and you are still standing behind it If there is a rag in your mouth; broken glass will shine for with the moon If your body has quit and you forgo residing in it [rat feces litter the tongue]; broken hearts will shine for with the moon
If you have eaten it all, say hi If your bra is on fire, say hi If your bed is a living hell, say hi, hi-hi, hi-hi If you don't know what to say, say hi If you have poked out your eyes, say hi If, when you open your arms, Ferdinand gores you in the chest!
Have you seen your face as of late? The hippopotamus is beloved; Half a crocodile hanging out of its mouth with the village rejoicing If your curtain is closed, yet you are still standing behind it If there is a bomb in your mouth; broken glass will shine for with the moon If your body is wrong and you regret residing in it Jack razor-bladed your throat; broken hearts will shine for with the moonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
