Lyrics:
corre più forte di voi
Macchie distorte che si sciolgono nell' alcopop
Preferirei Vostok, l'Antartide
Preferirei non fossi con me
Chi si tormenta
IN DER NACHT,
ALCOPOPS AUCH BEI REGEN,
BIS DIE SONNE WIEDER STRAHLT,
BLEIBT GENUG ZEIT ZUM SIPPEN
UNTER BRÜCKEN CHILLN WIR,
NOCH HELL WACH BIS KURZ
Aspirins and alcohol
This is a cocktail for Nicole
Fucked Nicole is out of control
Call Nicole and fuck Nicole
Alcopop and ketamin
This is a cocktail for my
recognise a face in this place
And it's bringing me under
Between the mannequins
The dazed alco-pop grins
Where deja vu feels old
Do I even want to know
Oi!
Just the other day
I was walking to the corner shop
Getting myself a loaf of bread and an alcopop
When these two geezers reading the scum
you might not be enough
Janet:
Get some Alcopops
And show the world your Muff!
All:
Stop thinking, start drinking
Don't worry about Health Warnings
the one you love, "awww"
But your bottles gone,
and you might not get it up.
If your insecure,
and it might not be enough,
Get some Alcopops,
and show
and drink it like an alcopop
we're out it's too late now
Let's go full throttle what's next?
Let's have some alcopops
Let's take our T-shirts off
Watch the toss go up
I'm skulling
I'm sweating by the shuttered record shop
Give me cigarettes, cocaine and alco-pops
I'm waiting for this acid rain to stop
By the plugged in
Riff Raff
Standing on the corner drinking alcopops and beer
Smoking wacky baccy , cigarettes and taking gear
And people say we are common as muck
the shop
For a packet of baccy
And a four pack of alcopops
I'm telling ya
18's the best age
(18's the best age)
18's the best age
(18's the worst age)
Don't make me shout
Get me back to the rhythm and the groove
Get me back to the groove
Baby girl
I see you lurking over there
Hidin' with your alcopop
Don't make me shout
Get me back to the rhythm and the groove
Get me back to the groove
Baby girl
I see you lurking over there
Hidin' with your alcopop
Just the other day, I was walking to the corner shop
Getting myself a loaf of bread and an alcopop
When these two geezers reading the scum said, "Oi,
a quiet few well more fool you
Can't even push past the keys in the toilet queue
The smell of sweat and alcopops all over the shop
You keep drinking more
Yeah
Trekki on the keys
Brissago Boyz
Come On
Es isch Zistig, hüt nöd im bQm verhockt
I mim Glas kei Bier und au kei Alcopops
Für eimal wotti echli
alcopops to drink
It's all a different tailored story
The gloves are off and the claws are out
They'll all be sorry in the morning
They can't recall what it
All you dancing whores
With your flesh on show
Drink your alcopops
With your men in tow
All your hair and your legs
And your painted faces
I've
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