You cannot trust me I will stab you in the back I'll sell your grandma on the street to buy some crack If crack is not available I'll buy [?] You have to take things as they come that is my motto I'm laying groundwork for your ultimate demise But you can't see that if you look into my eyes I have been fucked over a thousand times or two And now I feel that I must take it out on you And that's the good news that's the good news, baby When you talk to me I am vomiting inside I think that vomit is what killed my inner child When I look at you I am filled with violent rage I feel like telling you that you should act your age All I can talk about is your [?] And how that little ass of yours looks just like food Your taste enclosing is of low concerne to me It's just a reflection of your stupidity And that's the good news that's the good news, baby Das sind die guten Nachrichten das sind die guten Nachrichten, Baby