My God, please tell me how old I am Cause I'm going mad My God, remind me tl hold my breathe when I will know ...oh you, you'd really need a booze Cause on you we rely, but on what do you rely? ...and probably I'm wrong Or maybe I'm getting old.cause I've got... I've got pills on my bill! And I will try to pull the wires Before the puppet theatre goes on fire And all the roads to perdition Come into the direction of my house .Today.certain.I'm a little catastrophic But I'm worried Just to dance into my little hurricane Cause I've got pills... Pills... Pills on my bill