Nothing Is Important (The Inchtabokatables)

So he`s asking every day Should I go or should I stay All the time feeling his unstoppable fire Counting the money for a killer to hire For himself to delegate the decision Ending his life with human precision But he knows that in case of his leaving The world would sink into the arms of usurpers Nothing is important Ask the stray dog The one eyed with the bag In the mouth How many percents Hey do you have If it`s less than forty You have to piss off Usurpers try to fight us down So keep your laughter and keep your mind Cos we know some answers they`ll Never be able to find Let`s drink the wine and let us sing Sometimes bitter but without the bad conscious Of them who sold there life's for nothing We are the ones to find the magicians book In spite of the pain of ist wisdom. Is entering our hearts like a high tide In the early fall either or Complying with our own law only Expecting the speech of our fools court That stutters syllables on the tub world We are the one`s to find the book either or