Toxic Twins - Tribal Painting

Tribal painting, haunting me day after day
Shut your mouth, I’m working on tribal painting
I fuck you, I fuck the death, while I’m painting

My mother tells me “you’ll never do anything!”
You’ll get into trouble, your drawings will kill you!
I tell her to go gathering mushrooms
Painting is my obsession, not an illusion

Tribal painting, haunting me day after day
Shut your mouth, I’m working on tribal painting
I fuck you, I fuck the death, while I’m painting

My father tells me “you’d better get married”
It’s surely better than painting on the wall
I tell him to hang himself by the feet
Painting is my obsession, not an illusion

But I’m not totally mad
I can still kick your ass
Good grass always growing on the ceiling

I will keep on havin’ fun
And you can go and get stuffed!