Zero Dude - Tankard

Sticky hands, smelly feet

Badly breath, fart of death

Please don’t mind my running nose

I’ve got everything you need

I gotta good feet, this is a good deal

Gimme your Dollars, make it real

Tomorrow’s too late, for every good trade

Don’t think about it, don’t hesitate

Come on in, look around

Please beware, rancid air

I sell guns and animals

See my sex-toys?

Best in town!

A piece of cake, a piece of cake

Can get ya porn-shit, or pink shampoo

I have the coolest and lowest prices

The people call me «Zero Dude»

My hair is fake, my hair is fake

No problem, man, I’ve got attitude

I am the man with the million lighters

The people call me «Zero Dude»

Russian furs, french perfums

Irish stew, british glue

I sell safes and satellites

Michael Jackson’s silicon

I gotta good feet, this is a good deal

Gimme your Dollars, make it real

Tomorrow’s too late, for every good trade

Don’t think about it, don’t hesitate

Tell your friend 'bout my shop

Come again, buy a lot

Doesn’t matter, if you’re broke

I take your wife, if she is hot

A piece of cake, a piece of cake

Can get ya porn-shit, or pink shampoo

I have the coolest and lowest prices

The people call me «Zero Dude»

My hair is fake, my hair is fake

No problem, man, I’ve got attitude

I am the man with the million lighters

The people call me «Zero Dude»

Sticky hands, smelly feet

Badly breath, fart of death

Please don’t mind my running nose

I’ve got everything you need

I gotta good feet, this is a good deal

Gimme your Dollars, make it real

Tomorrow’s too late, for every good trade

Don’t think about it, don’t hesitate

Come on in, look around

Please beware, rancid air

I sell guns and animals

See my sex-toys?

Best in town!

A piece of cake, a piece of cake

Can get ya porn-shit, or pink shampoo

I have the coolest and lowest prices

The people call me «Zero Dude»…