We've been around for a long time and in that time we've written a lot of songs, some in our previous incarnation as Bikini Black Special, and then even more as Zvilnik - so if you fancy a browse through lyrics old and new, fill your boots. Dig into the back catalogue of satirical sinister speculative cabaret, a fusion of science fiction, political satire, grotesque comedy, and theatrical storytelling that's been built up over actual decades.
It's not easy, to get a sense of razz-a-matazz In times like these Such scenes, it's a world gone crazy That's why I'm here you see Line up, the sambuca for us Line up, the sambuca for us Line up, the sambuca for us Line up, the sambuca for us Tell me I'm pretty Give me your money If you give me your money And tell me I'm pretty Then we'll be friends What a scene, what a situation, What a perfect way to go Join me, for a celebration, What a way to start the show Line up, the tequila for us Line up, the tequila for us Line up, the tequila for us Line up, the tequila for us Tell me I'm pretty Give me your money If you give me your money And tell me I'm pretty Then we'll be friends Everybody falls down one by one, even I will fall down when I'm done (x2) Tell me I'm pretty Give me your money If you give me your money And tell me I'm pretty Then we'll be friends More sambuca, more jagermeister, more tequila! Oh no! More sambuca, more jagermeister, more tequila! Oh shit! More sambuca, more jagermeister, more tequila, until we're dead