The fins and the curves, they don't make them like that anymore   So we went out for a walk   Where we have always loved, those dells and guns   Where they cannon off everything   In the factory yards   Just two weasles   We were born without hearts   And they don't treat us so well any more   Even though we know it's all there   No, they don't treat us so well any more   Any more      We would spend our time   Moley and me   Killing everybody   We would spend our time   Killing everybody      Grey water, mud flats, filled us with emptiness here   Close your eyes and disappear   Can you hear a noise?   This is a noise we could easily stop   An echo of a diesel train, grey overcast days   But now we're digging for bones in the mire   In the mire      We would spend our time   Moley and me   Killing everybody   We would spend our time   Killing everybody