Alba s touto skladbou:
The Little Match Girl,
Neurotic World of Guilt,
We're trapped in the ribcage of a wilder beast.
Come join the feast.
Since the head is not attached on,
We'll eat our way out now
The orangutan is quite content, sipping its champagne.
The minotaur has lost its cool, it's time to start his rave.
So raise your glass lets make a toast.
Let's make this carcass fit for a king.
So raise your glass lets make a toast.
Let's make this carcass fit for a king.
Come join the feast.
Roll up, roll up,
I am your host.
The father, the son and the,
Holy ghost.
What will depress you, is me.
What will depress you, is me.
What will depress you, is me.
What will depress you, is me.
Ohhhhhh... Go!
What's swinging from a chandelier?
What's swinging from a chandelier?
What's swinging from a chandelier?
Let's crash the party!
So raise your glass lets make a toast.
Let's make this carcass fit for a king.
So raise your glass lets make a toast.
Let's make this carcass fit for a king.
Come join the feast.
So raise your glass lets make a toast.
Let's make this night just fit for a king.
So raise your glass lets make a toast.
Let's make this night just fit for a king.
Come join the feast.
Come join the feast.
Come join the feast.
