What's all this commotion? Restrain, please, don't bite me on the arm Future wife in a mini-skirt Buying me a drink, I abandon every plain Committed like a burglar, arrive in style Oh, when we get into square land, you'll get your little fish (?) In this condition, the elixir is zog Concentrated salvation, a region squad The way in my skeptic, blinded by grog A clever decision, never am solved