8. Bottle             Sometimes it seems nothing goes and everything sucks       Like a bad dream, hey what a fuck       And then I think, there must be something       Stopping me being bored       Suddenly a lightning, there was a thing I’ve never seen before             It was a bottle small and thin       In which was oil or water in       I opened it and there was power             I grapped the bottle and I took a bit from it       It was a good feeling, but it tasted like fucking shit       Then I said to me “Who Cares?” and I drunk the rest       Suddenly started flying, tell you what, that was the best             I started like a rocket, flew down to Austria       But I couldn’t stop, so I came to Gambia       I said “I want to stop – Is there nothing I could do?”       Then I heard a voice from nowhere and it said “No!”