Self-ridiculus 歌词

Limewood in human´s hands Days and nights, sharp chisels In place of the chakras a wire Guess who I am? Rap on my head It´s not melodic sound Run through my heart Don´t be afraid You will hit on knag Set me on fire In jigtime I disappear painlessly Tell me to smile I add the jingle bell and I clatter Sometimes I´m mute marionette With twisted character Self-clog with bitter smile In socialism bred Naive and benighted Self-ridiculus And how do you feel today? I look at people who come along me And disquise in their luck and smell, That I´m trying to steal I gimble infinitely None of them knows what I´m thinking of While clap hands burst into applause None of you know what I´m thinking of