Serapicos - Russian Roulettes & Persian Carpets Lyrics

Three o’clock in the morning
But i cannot fall asleep
I’ve done almost everything
I’ve counted goats and sheep
So i grab my car keys and go
To the closest supermarket around
To purchase the only product
That makes me a little calm

I’ll take a bottle of scotch
And i’ll lie with you
Because i don’t have to go
And i don’t want to leave you

Welcome to the bottom
Of the bottom of the bottom
Welcome to the gutter
Of the gutter of the gutter
Down under the heaven
Of the heaven of the heaven
Floating on the river
Of the river of my life

I will point a soviet gun against my head
I’ll push the trigger and i’ll see what happens next
I am the eraser head
Erasing things is the one thing
That’s making me dead

Russian roulettes and persian carpets
Are the birthday gifts from me to you