Lyrics:
Guillemots Trains To Brazil

It's 1 o'clock on a Friday morning I'm trying to keep my back from the wall The prophets and their pawns have had another success And I'm wondering why

Translation: Guillemots. Trains To Brazil.

Aaahhhhh aaaahhhhaaa aaaah You're feelin old Its 1 o clock on a friday morning I'm trying to keep my back from the wall The prophets and their bombs