Corona - Motorama

Each your fall makes me happy

White weak body on black carpet

Corona falls, feet are cut with splinters

Bleeding nose, you are lying here

Chilled to the bone

Ugly life through an empty glass

You can call it special perspective

Corona falls, feet are cut with splinters

Bleeding nose, you are lying here

Chilled to the bone

Oh-oh ugly life

Oh-oh neverending life