Agree with Hansi Fallada fifteen times a day That I’m so sick Put on a mask and save this world again That’s not your business That’s not your business, so Agree even with you fifteen times a day That I’m so sick Put on a mask and save this world again I’m not a hero, not a “super”, what a hell? You ask me, what can I do? Beware I will jump to your kitchen Please, brothers, stop this pray I’ll taste all your booze, my death won’t be here I’m sorry for that, but I’ll find All the stupid sheep at this party Looks like a shepherd And I must go to sleep But I’m screwing around 'Cause that’s my way to exist Hey, don’t be spoiled, Tom Don’t be a splinter, Tom Don’t be an asshole You know, that all that spoilage Is a surprising gift from God I never asked him I never applied To be anointed to your kingdom What the hell? What the hell? A perfect moment, I seem to start some mess away So, I prepared my sting and new perfume yesterday The holy road guides me to the familiar carnival Somebody’s dancing and that’s ridiculous stuff Somebody’s talking about wonderful shit, oh my God I just need to choose the new victim Cheers for the near future’s losers Welcome to the new Friday night Someone’s already lost here Someone’s already lost here, oh, c’mon? Welcome to the new Friday night Someone’s already lost here Someone’s already lost here Here Lost Welcome