Piano 2221 Lyrics

A marble suitcase

He is on the butcher's table

With his toes cut off

And the light of a lamp

Right in his eyes

A lottery ticket

In the right hand

Of an old man

Who is scratching his ass

In front of me

At the grocery

It was an hecatomb

We are an allergy

Hey you kids!

Play and fill the streets!

Eat and drink

The night fever

Is offered as an entree

To the warm bloody meat

That bends and thrills

How stupid was I

With the moon in my left hand

And the other in my pocket

I let her go

I will never rest

I will never rest

I will never rest

I I I will never rest