Screwed-upness
Hans Lundin
Goddamn screwed-upness
Wasn't it a friggin' screwed-upness?
Screwed-upness
Captain overboard
Who steers my thoughts
And where are my words?
Screwed-upness
I see rats on their way
They're filling my gangplank
They are soon on board
Screwed-upness
What's going on?
Sails are slack
And the seaman is drunk
Screwed-upness
Now I go ashore
I wanna see the fogs dissolve
On some deserted beach
See the fogs dissolve
On some desеrted beach
Screwеd-upness
Screwed-upness
What's going on
Captain overboard
What's going on
Screwed-upness
Captain overboard
What's going on
Screwed-upness
Screwed-upness
Screwed-upness
I wanna see the fogs dissolve
On some deserted beach
On some deserted beach