Scum - Waltari

(Whatta bam-bam, …my body’s ready to take you,

Through our flooding snot, go!

Am I beaten?, you better funk me up!)

Think of a spot walkin' itself to the widest white it finds

Oh shit — grappin' with it’s claws my burning flash,

Oh mama come!

Looks like I’m doomed for real suffering

Amma victim of a passion play

(fuck) I’m only able to crawl for the next few days

I’ll be battered, beat through out like a slave

Not me, not me This scum is damn rotten — and never for me Not me, not me This scum, no, it can't beat me And no, I won't surrender, I'll beat it with tons of Pure whiskey

inside my body, I will keep it starving,

I won’t eat any healthy stuff

Oh, my dear booze, it’s like magic, seems like

A spot won’t last

I don’t need it’s part, I’ll make it rot

Its million legs will run and fast

Not me, not me This scum is damn rotten — and never for me Not me, not me This scum, no, it can’t beat me

(Scum! Run!)

Yo man, the spot is gone, wonder how my good

Remedy worked

I’m supposed to feel well, I should, but I can’t tell

What if it’s still there, whati if it’s still inside,

Somewhere hiding, getting bigger, silently, violently

Oh gosh… cancer is here, cancer is everywhere!

Not me, not me This scum is damn rotten — and never for me Not me, not me This scum, no, it can’t beat me I am dying of this scum!

This is fucking boring!