Intro (in Album Totale's Turns ) Lyrics - Fall

There is no culture is my brag, 

Your taste for bullshit reveals a lust for a home of office 

This is the home of the vain! 

This is the home of the vain! 

Where are the obligatory niggers? 

Hey there fuckface! 

Hey there fuckface! 

There are twelve people in the world 

The rest are paste 

This is the home of the vain! 

This is the home of the vain! 

I just left the hotel amnesia, I had to go there 

Where it is I can't remember, 

But now I can remember, now I can remember 

Hafta! hafta! 

Message for yer! message for yer! 

Too much reliance on girl here 

On girls here, behind every shell-actor 

Snobbier snobbier 

Too much romantic here 

I destroy romantics, actors, 

Kill it! 

Kill it! 

Kill it a! 

Kill it! 

Kill it a! 

You won't find anything more ridiculous, than this new profile 

Razor unit, made with the highest british attention to the 

Wrong detail, become obsolete units surrounded by hail. 

The classical! 

The classical! 

The classical! 

Hotel aggro! 

Message for yer! message for yer! 

The classical! 

Poleaxe a! 

One of the millennium of conspiracy, 

Forever, 

I know it means a lot of stomach gas, 

I know it means a lot of stomach gas, 

I've never felt better in my life 

I've never felt better in my life 

Poleaxe a! 

The classical! 

Stomach gas 

I've never felt better in my life 

I've never felt better in my life 

Poleaxe a! 

Millennium of conspiracy 

Play out classical 

I've never felt better in my life 

Better in my life