In the beginning it seems that I've got

So much more time, but it's usually not

The case. In the end I'm in desperate need

Of something to help me get back on feet

So I look in the book of excuses that I got

Then I remember I left it at the top

Of the back the bus, side of street

Where the freaks and the animals usually meet

They usually meet

They usually meet

They usually meet



Ride up and down 'til something comes up

I tend to forget about what I fucked up

Sitting on top of the world for a day

Telephone rings and the cops on the way

Someone reminds me that I am in debt

I have not received my (? - officium - ?) yet

My heart's on the beat and my head's on an end

My stomach goes out for its calcium friend

His calcium friend

His calcium friend

His calcium friend



Milk for one

Milk for one

Milk for one

Milk for one



Chorus:

Flying by the seat of my pants (and all the while)

Like some sort of ritualistic dance (and with a smile)

Convinced myself I had some sorta chance (and all the

while)

Flying by the seat of my pants



??? I promise myself

I won't sit subjected in this sort of hell

Fleeting and flipping and flopping and flight

Like a bat with a wing in a bottle of light

With rhymes so tight like a ???

I should be rendered in this situation

??? so she could pick up my entrails

Entrails were squished, she could pick up a trail

Pick up a trail

Pick up a trail

Pick up a trail

Pick up a trail



Milk for one

Milk for one

Milk for one

Milk for one



Chorus:

Flying by the seat of my pants (and all the while)

Like some sort of ritualistic dance (and with a smile)

Convinced myself I had some sorta chance (and all the

while)

Flying by the seat of my pants



(Scat with "Broadway")*



(Slow Metal Jam)



ONE - TWO - THREE - FOUR!!!



(Fast Metal Jam)



In the beginning it seems that I've got

So much more time, but it's usually not

The case. In the end I'm in desperate need

Of something to help me get back on feet

So I look in the book of excuses that I got

Then I remember I left it at the top

Of the back the bus, side of street

Where the freaks and the animals usually meet

They usually meet

They usually meet

They usually meet



Milk for one

Milk for one

Milk for one

Milk for one