Sailing song - The Zen Circus

«Hip», said the boy

«Oh!», said the girl

That is all, one more point

Neither like me nor like my head

Understand, one more point

The cook stays high, the beach is low

Ah ah ah ah, one more point

And Jeffrey got stucked with the French champagne

He said «This is life», one more point

Brother Paul you know you’re old

You’re not twelve anymore

Ah ah ah ah, one more point

One sailing song for everyone

'Cause that one just wants one to get on

Lovely head is a girl without hair

She’s so cool one more point

But she doesn’t want me into her bed

Mercy me, one more point

Many things should come and go

But drugs are here to stay

Ah ah ah ah, one more point

One sailing song for everyone

'Cause that one just wants one to get on