Praise Abort - Lindemann

I like to fuck, but no French letter

Without a condom, the sex is better

But every time I get it in

A baby cries and sometimes twins

I have six kids and I don’t like it

They eat too much and treat me like shit

They only wear Posh label clothes

If you give one hand, they bite off both

And all my friends, they have big cars

Big mansions, too, and smoke the fine cigars

They have deep pockets, I don’t know why

I look in my purse and start to cry

Why?

I hate my life, and I hate you

I hate my wife, and her boyfriend, too

I hate to hate, and I hate that

I hate my life so very bad

I hate my kids, never thought

That I’d praise abort

Praise abort

Praise abort

I like to fuck, but now French letter

'Cause without kids, life is so much better

So in the end, I got forced

To stay away from female intercourse

I hate my life, and I hate you

I hate my wife, and her boyfriend, too

I hate to hate, and I hate that

I hate my life so very bad

I hate my kids, never thought

That I’d praise abort

Praise abort

Praise abort

Say goodbye, say goodbye

We rise up, up to the sky

Say goodbye, we’ll come back

Soon as pretty butterflies

Make you cry

I hate my life, and I hate you

I hate my wife, and my boyfriend, too

I hate to hate, and I hate that

I hate myself so very bad

I hate my offspring, never thought

That I’d praise abort

I praise abort

I praise abort