Bonaparte
Nobody Under the Sun
The sperm whale has got a message
When did we become so plastic
And even if the truth is elastic
Why has everyone gone so spastic

Nobody under the sun
Nobody under the sun
Nobody under the sun
Nobody under the sun

When death meets the creator
She says I see you later
Every end is a new beginning
What keeps the planet spinning

Soon your fever grow???

Time is always now

Stupid is dependlessly clever
To lead is a question of lever
Misstranslate a treaty of whatever
Donators get apologies ever

Soon your fever grow (under the sun)
Times a hiding hound?? (Nobody under the sun)