Lyrics
As the landlord shouts himself some drinking
There's poison in the wine he's spilling
There's soda and saliva dripping
And a quota that he's dying to fill
Wait, wait until
The white signs are showing
Wait, wait until
Till I am not complaining
While the landlord drinks the foaming fluid
All his loyal fans can plan the killing
No matter if she's ready or what she's doing
It's time to test young Mary's motor skills
Wait, wait until
Till the white signs are showing
Wait, wait until
Till I am not complaining
Till I am not complaining