Efil´s good and the time is right
I´ll bundle-up and slip away
The count is down and the drip is up
It´s time to split this hunk of clay

Now you can bring back my suitcase
but you can´t bring me
And you can have all the money
´cause you say that you must
But if you think that it matters
take a look at me
And don´t close your eyes
as I turn to dust

Efils good

Don´t tell me that I can´t do this
As if you knew
But you don´t know
How efils good