Bloody Monday
But what is sticking our planet?
And fogging up my comet, it's
The law of series
The Styx, troubles pile up
I have a trash can complexion, but
It's the X moment
That we wait for like the Messiah
Like the magic moment
It's the equation
The AX+B that makes tilt
But for now, say

Santa Claus, when you come down from the sky
Fun, zoprack and wings
The year 2000 will be spiritual
It's written in "Elle"
Fun for an end of the century

Killer mood
It's time for me to strike a pose
To think about something else, it's
The infernal cycle
Fatal, a trifle becomes Everest
My cat that defenestrates, to

To when the X moment
That we wait for like the Messiah
Like the magic moment
It's the slaughter
Cracking varnish, asphyxiation
Foot in the grave

Santa Claus, when you come down from the sky
Fun, zoprack and wings
The year 2000 will be spiritual
It's written in "Elle"
Fun for an end of the century

Santa Claus, when you come down from the sky
Fun, zoprack and wings
The year 2000 will be spiritual
It's written in "Elle"
Fun for an end of the century

Santa Claus, when you come down from the sky
Fun, zoprack and wings
The year 2000 will be spiritual
It's written in "Elle"
Fun for an end of the century

Santa Claus, when you come down from the sky
Fun, zoprack and wings
The year 2000 will be spiritual
It's written in "Elle"
Fun for an end of the century

Santa Claus, when you come down from the sky
Fun, zoprack and wings
The year 2000 will be spiritual
It's written in "Elle"
Fun for an end of the century

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