Slow And Stoned (method Of Yonash)

You're calling me late at night Spasmodically breathing You wisper to my tired ear unintelligible message Sloooooow!!! Stone it, f**k it! Don't creep like a pig You read me your last will while you're sleeping Your gabble maybe is charming me But can't you see - you're drowning I tell you, you must go to bed I don't know, what I know And I don't call a medicine man I should know that you drown