Текст песни BAD TASTE - Летучие мыши

As a child, my parents
crumbled halvah,
in the basement where I saw
daydreams.
There I used to sit in the dark
Rub on the wall
and think about the good

Often I loved it
 all drinking,
shaking hands,
somewhere to get it.
But I have been helped,
the bats.
They know a lot,
alcoholic nights.

So I grew up,
I climbed out.
My parents gave me
even to eat.
A pair of parent
instructions.
"Well, all I grew up.
All I went. Till"

But I could not go
without his friends.
I went down to the basement
and called mice.
Mice were delighted
old friend.
And we went,
helping each other.

You know baby,
there are moments
We have problems,
but it is love.
In my mind,
the bats.
They know a lot,
sucking blood.
Suck ...