Tell us how'd it go with your new girl-friend?
°Pretty well, I'd say
*Did you dunk your cookie,
Or at least d'ya get to kiss her?
°No, my friends, and I'm not joking
She is not like all the others
*Bl b b bl tell us that she's like
°Ah, listen, this girl is really a lot of fun,
She's really happening,
She told me some really funny stories
About her summer vacation,
Like the one where she took
A bunch of sun-block with her,
Then she ended up doing a lot of sunbathing
And got bur...
*Did you show the girl your little fella?
°No, but I've got a pretty good chance...
*Shall we get together then this evening?
We'll have a night among friends,
Play some music, smoke some joints...
°Ah my friends, tonight I am afraid I can't make it.
Tonight she's invited me over to her place
To see the slides
She took on vacation, then right after
That I've got to give her folks
Aride to the train station their car broke down, The engine blew up,
Actually it was my car but...

We are all the puniest of slaves
And we've all got a song inside our hearts
That's so sad

Puniest of slaves with heads held high
The triangle with love's as sweet as pie
No more smoking grass and no injections
All we ever get is more rejections
Puniest of slaves stuck in a room
Doped up to the eyeballs by some woman
We are like symbolical Big Jims
You push the botton and we move our limbs...

*Fellas come and see who's just turned up
°Hiya guys...
*Your face is like wood,
What the heck have you benn up to?
°Well no, not much,
I've been studying hard and I've also been sick lately
*Tell us what was wrong with your exactly
°Well the doctor said my taste pupils were blocked,
Also uh, my elbow is getting electric shocks from my foot,
Then yesterday my dad got stuck in the car-wash...
No, no the truth is I've been having
A hard time with that girl...
*Aaah, so she gave you the deuce of spades, eh?
°But no, what are you saying?
She really likes me a lot
It's only that
She had some problems
With her boy-friend that
Make her a little unhappy
Since I care about her more than for myself
I had a long talk with the guy
And I talked him into going back with her...
*Don't tell us you're really crying!!!
°No I just got...a piece of pizza in my eye

Eyes of stone, your face set like cement
She's my pigeon and I am her monument

Puniest of slaves you're going flat out
Full of propane gas and pent up sperm
Heart in flames and face-musk made of eyes
We're all charged up by our unused love juice
Puniest of slaves you're planetary
Inprisoned by a gland that's called mammary
We are like symbolical Big Jims
Push the button and we move our limbs