My dear group and my dear guys

My name is Mr. M.

I heard your music in "The Rollin' Club"

Last saturday

I suppose I will make

From you a glorious band

We will write up a sound contract

And you will see in future days

Mr. Moneyeater

That will be in the later time

Holidays in the sun

Canary Islands

And hell-cats, no nuns

Luxurious hotels

And parties in the nights

And gums n'roses

Money for me and us (haha)

He adjusted the part in his hair

And lighted a cigarette

Looked at us and his eyes

They were innocent

However boy, we know such men

Broken promisses

Fuck your project of the glorious band

Fuck your part in the hair

We know how it goes in life

One to one in this side

Fuck your project, fuck your lies

You're just another parasite

Of course we wanna at a later time

Holidays in the sun

Canary Islands

And hell-cats, no nuns

Luxurious hotels

And parties in the nights

But with you dear guy It's the

Big house for us

But my dear group and my dear guys

My name is Mr. M....