May I Help You Songtext
von The Frogs

Your wrists are slashed
In every direction
No note is needed
It′s sort of a celebration


Down your throat
Went a handful of pills
Suddenly you recall
You had not made out a will

The cliff is steep
You love the feeling of flyin'
You took a gun along
It seems you never stop tryin′

Your snuff collection is interesting
If your next attempt doesn't work out
I'm a friend of yours
May I help you