Hey, you wanker, I´m the Filth Machine
I like it rough, I don´t play it clean
But that´s the way of Hell´s Rock & Roll
Exist only to sin, to heed the Master´s call
Boozed up every night, bitches everywhere
Sleeping through the day, I really don´t care
I´m the Goddamn Filth Machine, I´m gonna get your bitch
I´m the Goddamn Filth Machine, I´m gonna eat the rich
I´m the Goddamn Filth Machine, always fuckin´ drunk
I´m the Goddamn Filth Machine, smelling like a skunk
I have never worked a single day in my life
I rather stay home and beat my wife
I´m the bastard mother warned her about
Not quite quiet, I scream and shout!
I´m a total narcissist and fuckin´ ugly too
My socks are so filthy they could kill you
I was born like this it´s the way I´ve always been
But I don´t care ´cos I´m the Filth Machine