Efils good and the time is right
I`ll bundle-up and slip away
The count is down and the drip is up
It`s time to split this hunk of clay
Now you can bring back my suitcase
but you can`t bring me
And you can have all the money
`cause you say that you must
But if you think that it matters
take a look at me
And don`t close your eyes
as I turn into dust
Don`t tell me that I can`t do this
As if you knew
But you don`t know
How efils good
