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CARNIVAL IN COAL LYRICS
"Sramik" (1997 Demo)
1. Sramik
2. Urine Facewash
3. Yeah, Oystaz
4. Daaahhh
5. Cinque (The Parrot Stuff)
6. She-Male Whoregasm
7. Dressed Like Pazuzu
8. Turn Everything Upside Down Twice
1. Sramik
2. Urine Facewash
Twelve gallons of urine right in your face
Yet you cry for more but my cock now spits blood
Your lust for my human champagne's nice to see
Your big mouth is the best bowl for me to pee
Open it wide and swallow it swine
And beg once again to taste my private wine
I'll beat you to death if you turn your head
The liquid divine must be appreciated
Urine facewash
You feel it on your cheeks
Feel the hot stream rushing down your neck
You spread it all over your breasts
The pretty sight pleases me as I cum on your hair
You're my urea babe honey
My blatter goddess in wet pants
You're the one to love the real way
I'll give you my heart but now take this
An energy drink delivery
Close your eyes and say "Aaaah"
A free urine giveaway
The best gargling will win...
In the name of Gagnahon
I curse you to be sacrificed on the altar of piss
Savour the bliss...
Savour the bliss...
3. Yeah, Oystaz
Going to the seaside
On a hot summer day
In a Renault Espace
By the old Abbeville road
The country's so beautiful
Did you take the "Surfin' M.O.D." record?
And the Snuls tape, I can't do without you know
What if we stopped at Happiness House
We could have a beer, listen to black metal?
Yeah!
Everybody for an oystaz party
Everybody steps into a snack
Everybody whistles at the waitress
Everybody glances at her ass
(terribly sorry but there are no oystaz left)
Going to the sea for the oystaz fest
Not lucky this time, surely cursed by the Beast
Not one single oysta all through Fort-Mahon
We jump in the car and we rush to Cahon
Prawns and fish everywhere, no oystaz left
Quend Plage, Le Crotoy, Cayeux
For nails we did these kilometers
Je ne vais plus à la mer, il faut que je vous raconte
Dans un tout petit resto, il y avait beaucoup de monde
Je demandai des huîtres, la serveuse me répond:
"désolée, i' n'a pu"
J'avais pas l'air d'un con
On a tout déchenillé, c'est ainsi avec nous
Quand on est contrarié, on rigole pas des genoux
Et aujourd'hui encore, et ce n'est vraiment pas de bol
Tout le monde se souvient de Carnival In Coal
On allait à la mer...pour y manger des huîtres...
On allait à la mer...pour y manger des huîtres...
4. Daaahhh
5. Cinque (The Parrot Stuff)
Coco's beautiful, Coco's proud
Coco was the most expensive parrot in the shop
Coco's got the colours of the paradise
But Coco never wanted to learn how to talk
He spends his time lookin' at me
With an irritating cynical glance
He spends his time lookin' at me
He doesn't know he's in for a sentence
He's deaf and dumb, but I'm not blind
The shopkeeper made a fool out of me
Besides that, I'm sure the good blood of good night of bird
Eats twice as much as a Bengali
He spends his time lookin' at me
With an irritating cynical glance
He spends his time lookin' at me
He doesn't know he's in for a sentence
Coco's beautiful, Coco's proud
Coco was the most expensive parrot in the shop
Coco's got his body filled up with straw
Maybe that's why Coco never talked
He spends his time lookin' at me
With an irritating cynical glance
He spends his time lookin' at me
Motionless, silent, he's dead
6. She-Male Whoregasm
Is he she, is she he?
Is that creature a "he" or a "she"?
A cigar or a lipstick? A pussy or a prick?
An equal taste for clits and dicks
A living wonder, a total freak of nature
Watch it here it comes to boom boom your butt baby
Lick it better and guide it to orgasm
The bi-sex doll is gonna bump and grind your belly
Two good reasons to believe in God
Two good reasons to believe in God
Being born with a stick and a slot
Being born with a stick and a slot
Recto verso is my motto
Recto verso
A living wonder, a total freak of nature
Watch it here it comes to boom boom your butt baby
Lick it better and guide it to orgasm
The bi-sex doll is gonna bump and grind your belly
Two good reasons to believe in God
Being born with a stick and a slot
What you need is something special
An anal deviation lesson
And don't you try to kiss me... never!
Tenderness ain't the point for rapers
Recto verso is my motto
7. Dressed Like Pazuzu
Little boy, thin and small
Never had a friend, always on his own
Other children bite and kick him
Beat and rape him
Cut and slash his face
Scratch his innards with blades
Make him eat his own liver
Even read his mail
Poor creature, sad and lost
Flies lay in his nose when he sleeps at night
Rabid neighbours bite and kick him
Beat and rape him
Pierce his eyes with nails
Throw his ears to the sea
Stick some cheese deep in his ass
Make it eat by a thousand mice
All this for one good reason:
The boy's got something really different
The boy's got something that's not the same
He's got the stuff that makes the difference
And people hate it, it's such a shame
He's dressed like Pazuzu
Not in pink and blue
Dressed like Pazuzu
Pauvre petit chouchou
8. Turn Everything Upside Down Twice
Turn everything upside down twice
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