parents who kill their offspring

women who cut their hair and

buy highhill

teenagers who are interested in nothing

bands which are copy paste of the copy

queue to the toilets

queue to the cinema

queue to queue to queue

to queue to queue to queue

to kill

to my house

too much noise

people who speak loud

because the music is loud

because people are speaking loud

because you and I are shouting

because they can´t understand

this song

queue to queue to queue to queue

better cars which can´t move

better medicines for better illness

better guns for better stupidities

I´ll work 50 long fucking years

so that the others...

if I´m alive, and so the ones I love,

I can enjoy them

queue to queue to queue...