Don't approach me too much
Don't look at me this way
Keep sitting in the light
there, where I can see you
Everything began with my bicycle,
this balefully pretending thing,
I kicked in the pedals (in the meaning of: I pedaled)
And my bicycle kicked back.
When I entered my flat
I didn't expect anything yet
but the doormats, and the vinyl records
and the ties had an assassination plot against me
And I'm sleeping in the shower, cause the shower sticks by me
It's the only friend I still have on this world
Yes I'm sleeping in the shower, cause the shower is normal
This rebellion of the household-things is pretty brutal
When cups through themselves in masses down,
When shears fight back and declare war to you...
My fridge hates me anyway, it is paranoid !
But when my plumeau cause tried to bite me
I knew: "I need dynamite"
And I'm sleeping in the shower, cause the shower sticks by me
It's the only friend I still have on this world
Yes I'm sleeping in the shower, cause the shower is normal
This rebellion of the household-things is fatal
And I know they wanna catch me, they are after me,
But I am prepared , I will give them a hard fight.
You always have to be on guard, You never know what happen,
when a crazy houshold is revolting against you
Yesterday morning suddenly my toaster exploded next to me.
I know this damned kitchen conspired against me..
But I will defeat them.. I have a plot,
and if it's necessary I will burn down the whole house !
They shall burn !!
They shall burn in hell !!
Die, TV, die !!
Diiiee!!