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Sweep In Front Of Your Door

Why do you want to know
What's my horoscope sign?
Do I have a wife
And how much money I make?
Do I like better my sister or my brother?
Sweep in front of your door
 
Why do you want to know want I drank last night?
Do I pay back my loan
And how high is the interest rate?
Are my mom and dad alive?
Sweep in front of your door
 
(Chorus)
Look inside your glass
Eat from your plate
What's it to you
What gets me going now
Look inside your glass
Eat from your plate
You even look up my ass
You'd like to stick your nose up every hole
You even look up my ass
You'd like to stick your nose up every hole
 

You Weren't Worthy Of Me

I won't come back to you
I'll find happiness with another girl
And I'll kiss her lips
I have no trust in you
 
Let some other guy kiss you now
And let him pay your bills
What you did to me will
Come back at you twice as hard
 
(Chorus)
You weren't worthy of me
This love is now mute
The bar was my home
When you left me
You weren't worthy of me
Your heart is like a rock
I'll rather suffer with some other woman
Than come back to you
 
All your empty stories
Lies and other bullshit will be
Replaced tonight
By her warm embraces
 
Let some other guy forgive you now
Let him listen to false promises
In my eyes, whore,
You were never smaller
 
(Chorus)
 

I'm In Pain

I'm in great pain and there's no cure for me
Every day a new pharmacy
I have no hope, no will, no apetite
I'm in pain because of the picture of this rotten world
 
Pockets teared up, and a drought inside them
My body, my heart and soul are in pain
It pains that no one will listen to that
Everyone is repelled by problems of others
 
(Chorus)
I'm in pain, I'm in pain from cause of this life
I've had enough
I'm in pain, I'm in pain all over
And it pains me the most that I'm not close to her
 
Every morning a poor diet
A rotten banana and a cheap pate
My dick and back and the liver are in pain
Black hole impatiently waits on me
 
(Chorus)
 

Hells angels

The night is black,
and the road is long.
Hells angels,
on furious machines,
go south. (x3)