Late at night
My head is foggy
Salty taste
I smell of beer
She, of strawberries
The devil is on his own
The angels are on strike
Lying down she's bored
But worst of all
She's pretty

Life is an orgy
Life is an orgy

I'm fine
Fine with nothing
But better with two
Everyone has the right
The right tot be stupid
I'm king of the world
I drink I drink when I want
I pay when I can
I accept winter
I like summer
I'm king of the world

Life is an orgy
Life is an orgy