Ich Troje

You suck my blood like a leech, you break the law and you preach
Screw my brain till it hurts, you've taken all my money
And you want more...
Misguided old mule with your pig headed rules
With your narrow minded cronies, who are fools of the first division

Death on two legs, you're tearing me apart
Death on two legs, you've never had a heart of your own

Kill joy, bad guy, big talking, small fry
You're just an old barrow boy
have you found a new toy to replace me? Can you face me?
But now you can kiss my ass goodbye

Feel good, are you satisfied? Do you feel like, suicide?(I think you should)
Is your conscience all right Does it plague you at night?
Do you feel good feel good?

You talk like a big business tycoon, you're just a hot air balloon
So no-one gives you a damn, you're just an overgrown schoolboy
Let me tan your hide
A dog with disease, you're the king of the 'sleaze'
Put your money where your mouth is, mister know-all
Was the fin on your back part of the deal? (Shark)

Death on two legs, you're tearing me apart
Death on two legs, You've never had a heart (you never did)
of your own (Right from the start)
Insane you should be put inside
You're a sewer rat decaying in a cesspool of pride
Should be made unemployed, then make yourself null and void
Make me feel good I feel good