The Bastard Sons Of Dioniso - The Happy Fake Surgeon lyrics

It seems to me that this time there is nothing to talk about it must have been that ice-cream. I won't sleep for the nights to follow why don't we bind them on those big wood roots before hearing their shouts? It seems to me that this time there is nothing to talk about. I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own I'll do it by myself, i don't care 'cause i'm sure i won't fall Everything would be better for you if you follow the golden rule "do it to the others or the other will do it to you" you didn't give me the celery, you ripped it, you chopped it, here you are!!!! Everything would be better for you if you follow the golden rule I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own I'll do it by myself, i don't care 'cause i'm sure i won't fall