[Chorus]
Shame?
What shame?
Beaten?
Got beat thrice already
We'll make it a hundred
[Refrain 1]
Ta, ta-ta-ta, ta, ta-ta-ta-ta
Ta, ta-ta-ta, ta, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Ta, ta-ta-ta, ta, ta-ta-ta-ta-a-a
Make, make it a hundred
Ta, ta-ta-ta, ta, ta-ta-ta-ta
Ta, ta-ta-ta, ta, ta-ta-ta-ta
Ta, ta-ta-ta, ta, ta-ta-ta-ta-a-a
Make it a hundred
[Verse 1]
The youngling sang of spring
The body turned yellow wrapped in bedsheets
Like wheat, like wheat
There’s no bounds to nudity anymore
Constant pressure in the head
Such emptiness...
[Hook]
There's nothing, nothing in it
There's nothing, nothing in you
There’s no one, no one hеre, no one!
Such emptinеss...
There's nothing, nothing in it
There's nothing, nothing in you
There's no one, no one here, no one!
[Verse 2]
Demand?
There's a demand for you
A dog?
What kind of dog are you?
Make it a hundred
[Refrain 2]
Ah, a-a-a, a, a-a-a-a
Ah, a-a-a, a, a-a-a-a
Ah, a-a-a, a, a-a-a-a
A-oh!
A-oh!
[Verse 2]
The youngling sang of love
The body charred like coal
Just like that, just like that
There's no bounds to nudity anymore
Constant pressure in the head
Such emptiness, such emptiness...
[Hook]
There's nothing, nothing in you
There's nothing, nothing in it
There’s no one, no one here, no one!