Monkeys come and monkeys go
Heroes write stuff in the snow
Friff and fraff and everything else i have to say
It doesn't make any sense

I talk out of my arse but somehow you survive
You are my star
And i am your cosmonaut, cosmonaut, cosmonaut

Gunk and grubby nastiness
Resident evil falls apart
Nonsense that i spool for the lack of knowing
It never makes any sense

I talk out of my arse but somehow you survive
You are my star
And i am your cosmonaut, cosmonaut, cosmonaut

Yeah, i know i can't sing
Yeah, i know i try
Yeah, i know i can't dance
Yeah, i know i try
I talk out of my arse but thank christ! You survive
You are my star
And i am your cosmonaut, cosmonaut, cosmonaut

Salt peanuts not salt penises
Salt peanuts not salt penii


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