Like a love detective searching for the truth In the underground in and out of you It´s a self abuse you wouldn´t understand Like a common ground in a far away land Same old struggle but a different game Wave another flag – use the same old f**king name Gone all spring now the summer is here Slasher dvd´s for the season of the fear Dead on arrival or a part of the scene Are we dying for survival – It remains to be seen Slowly goes the night & it´s ringing in my ears I smoke a cigarette as I´m floating through the years So how can I be satisfied & face your point of view I stagger on the edge – there is f**k all else to do Backseat love what a filthy affair Rise to the occasion but I don´t really care Have you heard the news that the fat lady´s dead Seven years in hell for givin´ suckers head Like a love detective searching for the truth In the underground in and out of you It´s a self abuse you wouldn´t understand I´m up shit creek in a far away land Dead on arrival or a part of the scene Are we dying for survival – It remains to be seen Slowly goes the night & it´s ringing in my ears I smoke a cigarette as I´m floating through the years So how can I be satisfied & face your point of view I stagger on the edge – there is f**k all else to do