Mirinda - I hate this fish

I don't know wise texts
I don't know to write wisely
Though this I don't know wisely
What did you invent?
Nothing just further
Bannered tree
It beats me, alone me
Think up something
I hate this fish
Because gold is - brown

Ref.
Eye hurt me
And vein cracked me
I am bitch now
I don't eat cookies
I carry dirty trousers
Just and first of all
Alone think up me something
I hate this fish
Rrrrraw, efface this
It does not want me it was spoken
So give me quiet, OK?

They force every day me
To eating fish
Treat I fuss near table
They not they to give a shit me
And I have to eat this stupid fish
And I burst into tears then
Aha, aha, whore stick
I died recently
Fish-ish-y, hahaha!

Ref.
Eye hurt me
And vein cracked me
I am whore now
I don't eat cookies
I carry dirty trousers
Just and first of all
Alone think up me something
I hate this fish
Rrrrraw, efface this
It does not want me it was spoken
So give me quiet, OK?

Nobody will enliven me now
This whale killed me
They kick me grave now
They would go away to hell

Ref.
Eye hurt me
And vein cracked me
I am whore now
I don't eat cookies
I carry dirty trousers
Just and first of all
Alone think up me something

I go to heaven
I go to heaven
I go to heaven
To heaven
I go to heaven
I go to heaven
I go to heaven, ooh

I hate this fish
Rrrrraw, efface this
It does not want me it was spoken
So give me quiet, OK?