Letra de Minus

The last survivor of a boiled crap Another casualty with the casual frown The janitor vandals they bark in your face Juveniles with the piles and paste It's a sensation A bankrupt corpse In the garbage classes With the crutches of frogs Don't be confused when the fuse is up And you're taking a leak into your brother's cup When the cup is filled you can run and be killed In the billion miles of the muscles that build Radiation Feeling the force Karaoke Vomiting morons The scalps of zero hair on the call Rubbing in a blind man's running mall With the canker sores and the robot pants Throwing imbeciles on the window sills It's a sensation A bankrupt corpse In the garbage classes With the crutches of frogs Frogs! Frogs! Frogs!