Sometimes it seems nothing goes and everything s**s Like a bad dream, hey what a f** And then I think, there must be something Stopping me being bored Suddenly a lightning, there was a thing I've never seen before It was a bottle small and thin In which was oil or water in I opened it and there was power I grapped the bottle and I took a bit from it It was a good feeling, but it tasted like f**ing sh** Then I said to me "Who Cares?" and I drunk the rest Suddenly started flying, tell you what, that was the best I started like a rocket, flew down to Austria But I couldn't stop, so I came to Gambia I said "I want to stop - Is there nothing I could do?" Then I heard a voice from nowhere and it said "No!"