Weininger, Weini, Vincent, I don't know if the news has reached you at all, man, I don't know, I'm sitting here in some kind of lab or in a folding cellar or something, you have to get me out of here, man, I don't know how long I've been here, for a day or three months, I don't know, I can't remember anything, we just made music and then I wanted to go home and the last thing I know is somehow... They watched me, they knew my way, masked men grabbed me and put me in a van, they held the gun to my head, I didn't know where to go. They said they were acting on orders, but by whom, they were not allowed to say, a rich man, he will pay them royally, now I'm sitting here, we sing in the choir, me and the other animals in the test lab, on the left of me, a sad smoking monkey, on the right of me, a depressed labrador, and men come every day, in white jackets, they test me, untested, and smile at me, but I also, because soon I will be free. Because Whiny, I know you're coming to save me, man, oh, Whiny, you are my best man, oh, Whiny, I can only trust you, I don't know anyone like you. All you do is make noise, Whiny, and if you can't save me, this is my last song. And I write this text in my cell, so that you can order the rest of the world in my death, especially the contractor who had me kidnapped, say hello to him from me before you shoot him. You are at the top of my will, you are my brother and the rest are the idiots, you make everything clear, the big ones and the little ones, on the street they call you the Whininger, Why, Whiny, why, Whiggy, whiggy, whiny, why, find out who did it, don't call the police, ey. Why, Whiny, why, whiny, why, why, why, find out who did it, don't call the police, ey.