Ah, I don't want to stay with my pants, whit my pants, my pants!!!
Who wanna stay with him on this summer?
With him this summer?
Murdoc, you will burn in hell
Burn in hell you will
And you can't escape from there!
Prepare to die you peace of shit
With your broken nail on the middle of the rail
Fuck you, webmaster. This lyric don't exists.