Nice Day - The Romanovs

No one sees, no one sees

Nobody sees me

No one wants, no one wants

Nobody loves me

I will take a ride up to the moon

And eat myself a stranger

I don’t feel nothing at all

Don’t taste nothing at all

Nice day for a murder

I wore white to your murder

Nice day for a mu-mu-murder

I wore white to your murder

Nice day for a murder

I wore white, white, white to your murder

Lap it up, lap it up

Just like cream

Can’t you see it’s the

Beverage of the bees?

I will take a ride up to the moon

I’ll eat myself a stranger

It’s not so bad

Once I get past his taste

Nice day for a murder

I wore white to your murder

Nice day for a mu-mu-murder

I wore white to your murder

Nice day for a murder

I wore white, white, white to your murder

Nice day for a murder

I wore white to your murder

Nice day for a mu-mu-murder

I wore white to your murder

Nice day for a murder

I wore white, white, white

Nice day for a murder

I wore white, white, white to your mu-mu-murder