Interpret:

Waltari

Album:

Radium Round

(Whatta bam-bam, ...my body's ready to take you, 
through our flooding snot, go! 
Am I beaten?, you better funk me up!) 


Think of a spot walkin' itself to the widest white it finds 
oh shit - grappin' with its claws my burning flash, 
oh mama come! 
Looks like I'm doomed for real suffering 
amma victim of a passion play 
(fuck) I'm only able to crawl for the next few days 
I'll be battered, beat through out like a slave 


Not me, not me 
This scum is damn rotten - and never for me 
Not me, not me 
This scum, no, it can't beat me 


And no, I won't surrender, I'll beat it with tons of 
pure whiskey inside my body, I will keep it starving, 
I won't eat any healthy stuff 
oh, my dear booze, it's like magic, seems like 
a spot won't last 
I don't need it's part, I'll make it rot 
its million legs will run and fast 


Not me, not me 
This scum is damn rotten - and never for me 
Not me, not me 
This scum, no, it can't beat me 
(Scum! Run!) 


Yo man, the spot is gone, wonder how my good 
remedy worked 
I'm supposed to feel well, I should, but I can't tell 
what if it's still there, whati if it's still inside, 
somewhere hiding, getting bigger, silently, violently 
oh gosh... cancer is here, cancer is everywhere! 


Not me, not me 
This scum is damn rotten - and never for me 
Not me, not me 
This scum, no, it can't beat me 


I am dying of this scum! 
This is fucking boring!