Introspective your lives
They, well-deserve the "funny" title
You need oil to lift your arms

Don't have illusions, it's our time

All our troubles now are past

This english winter is our last
And I see you'd ask me "why?"
But I can't hear you for thousands cry


Take the frist train when the morning lights
Come, it's your last chance to greet the sun

We take both cash and credit cards

Chill, cause we're just about to begin


All our troubles now are past
This english winter is our last

And I see you'd ask me "why?"
But I can't hear you for thousands cry


All our troubles now are past
This english winter will be our last
And if you laughed, cause you think it's just "hype"

Well, I can"t see here anyone smile...