A Perfect Day to Die Songtext
von J.B.O.

I get up in the morning 3 p.m.
My headache makes me feel like pukin′
I bump my foot against the bedside table
I stumble and I fall
And tripping over the telephone wire
I tear it off the wall.
I get a grip on the bedroom curtain
But it doesn't do much good,
I fall down and I hurt myself
If my cat could cheer it would
I struggle to get up again
Feeling grieved with pain
And stepping on a drawing pin
It comes to my mind again:


This is a perfect day to die
This way life′s not up too much
The gods won't let me have my ways
As far as I can judge
A perfect day to die
I know life will be the cost
Don't wanna grit my teeth no more
So I rather bite the dust

Celebrations in my fridge
The mould′s in a good mood
A maggot looks me in the eyes
I′m heading for the loo
Eggs too soft, bread too old
The butter has gone rancid
Coffee's spilt all over me
So breakfast now is cancelled
My car has been totally wrecked
A message on the door
My girlfriend writes that we are through
And I′m a perfect bore
She works it out in more detail
I'm more often canned than not
This is her way of saying goodbye
So this is what I got


This is a perfect day to die
This way life′s not up too much
The gods won't let me have my ways
Feels like a "minus" touch
A perfect day to die
I know life will be the cost
Don′t wanna grit my teeth no more
So I rather bite the dust

I think I feel suicidal
This life's a stinky bore
Somehow I'm gonna make it
Ain′t gonna stand this shit no more

At Chistoph′s there's a party
I barely make it there
There′s not one girl here left for me
And no one seems to care
Drinking is the last joy left
What else can I do here
But even this I am denied
There's only "Pariser" beer
I try to find myself a whisky
Drink the rest of the day
I find my girlfriend rolling on the floor
With Hannes in love-play
I get in the car and move it off
It′s all too much for me
A lady jumping in front of my car
I hope she will agree

This is a perfect day to die
I know life will be the cost
Don't wanna grit my teeth no more
So I rather bite the dust
A perfect day to die
This life it ain′t no fun
I should like to have some peace
So now I'm dead and gone