I'm a creature of habit,
I read the sign above the elevator:
What is the capacity, how many kilos does it carry,
Then the door opens and I don't know anymore.
/>I am a creature of habit,
And if I blow my nose I have to check what I have produced,
How many kilos it weighs and if there is any danger for the elevator.
Sitting in the tub I emit certain bubbles which, rising to the surface,
Run on my back making me happy; Once they reach the surface I no longer like them. I'm a creature of habit, don't judge me, you're like me.
And now a happy refrain that has nothing to do with it, but which young people like:
Tell me why if the cow makes mu, the blackbird doesn't make me.
Our life is a charade, at first it seems xxxxyx, but instead it's zxxyxz.
Tell me why there is a brown airship without propeller and rudder inside me.
When I have a girlfriend I do the conchetta to feel my breath,
I'm twenty years old in the bathroom, I think he's fucking, after that he doesn't fuck and I don't wash anymore.
I look for evidence of my roots in my nostrils,
But I find a fig there and I will have to spread it under some bench, like in my youth.
These are my costumes, I sell lampshades, you are like me.
And then another refrain that has nothing to do with anything, but which young people like:
Tell me why the cow The blackbird does mu, it doesn't do me.
Hi, we are Wayne Jackson and Andrew Lowe, the Memphis Horns. Hi, I am the Rararos. Big Trouble. Thank you.
Tell me why there is a brown airship without propeller and rudder inside me.
As the day comes to an end, I search the blankets for a little hope.
I fart in abundance, I no longer feel dismayed, I happily fall asleep drunk on my gases.

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