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VULGARIA: It’s not true, I’d never dare I eat their uterus, it’s more rare And as I’ve cut up the bodies, Gretas* gets the rest Their Bloody Maries are the best ANNA-GRETA: I have tried some of this stuff Pretty delicious, subtely rough Getting drunk on such nice liquors is almost a sin If vomiting gay haemoglobine  BOTH: We feel mad and we are hungry too Donate your heart to our stew We’ll give you a show and you’ll be fine That’s all about DRAG-ON-LINE ANNA-GRETA: Hi everybody I’m Anna-Greta I’m still the same, though my lips are wetter Please be my lover, tempt me ’till I’m sick And I will bite off your dick VULGARIA: Hi everybody, I am Vulgaria First I will kill ya, then I will wear ya! This autumn’s fashion are dyed gay furs Please be my scarf or my purse *) Gretas = nightclub in Gothenburg, Sweden |
ANNA-GRETA: Meet my dear co-worker She’s a mad hose-jerker Meet my dear companion She smells like fish and onion ANNA-GRETA: You’ve a face of a ghost! VULGARIA: I’ll eat you with my toast! ANNA-GRETA: I’ll cook you in a bowl! VULGARIA: I’ll devour your soul! ANNA-GRETA: Well, yes I’m Anna-Greta And this is my vendetta! VULGARIA: And yes I am Vulgaria And into pieces I’ll tear ya! ANNA-GRETA: Your witchcraft is a joke! VULGARIA: Please, get a line of coke! ANNA-GRETA: I will make you my slave! VULGARIA: I’ll piss on your grave! BOTH: Well... We feel great, we are the superstars Queens of all clubs, all pubs, all bars All other queens we will disperse 'Cause we do rule Universe We are young, 'cause no-one knows our age And yes, we are fast, at least on stage Only for you we try to look fit That’s why we wear all this shit!
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