Songtext von Chain Surfing

Jesus, will you pity this insomniac? It's almost dawn, there's nothing on tv... The fridge is empty...finished my last cigarette... I'm fishing in the ashtray on my knees... Chain surfing... Chain surfing... Times like this I need some real distraction Switch to my pc and read the mail... There you are again in madagascar... Seems it's revolution once again... Chain surfing... Chain surfing...