One sunny day I walked on a street,
And I saw so much of shit.
Dirty men played guitars.
They thought that they were super popstars.
{One can dream about good.
Hungry man dreams of food;
Stupid man dreams of brain;
Crazy man dreams of pain;
Little man dreams of height;
Blind man dreams of light.
Everybody dreams of life,
Dreams make us be alright.}
One rainy day I was at home
And I talked with girl by the phone.
She said: "Hey, man, I don't love you!"
"Fuck you, baby, I dream about killing you!"