Quid pro quo

Nihil ex nihilo fit

Quid pro quo

Nihil ex nihilo fit

There's an elephant hiding in this room

Wrapped in foil with a little spoon

Every blessing makes you sick

Climb your hill with your dirty prick

Quid pro quo

Nihil ex nihilo fit

Kein Schmerz kein Herz

Der Anfang und das Ende

Kein Schmerz kein Herz

Der Anfang ohne Scherz

Uhh!

The ax fell at the root

And the mob screamed, "Execute!"

The pitch was slow

And the bounce was low

And I heard you screaming, "Shoot!"

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

Kein Schmerz kein Herz

Der Anfang und das Ende

Kein Schmerz kein Herz

Der Anfang ohne Scherz

Quid pro quo

Nihil ex nihilo fit

Your sticky sheets are always soiled

With faded dreams and holy oil

Closer to the knives you run

But your king will shoot you one by one

Meine Seele schmerzt

Meine Seele schmerzt

Quid pro quo

Nihil ex nihilo fit

Quid pro quo

Nihil ex nihilo fit

Kein Schmerz kein Herz

Der Anfang und das Ende

Kein Schmerz kein Herz

Der Anfang ohne Scherz