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!"