Min Geldbüel is jümmer leer Aber eck gierve mien Geld schlau ut Eck verköp mien Dach ane Oabeit Da will eck nich rin sonern ruht Jeden Sünnoamnd in Plattenloaden rin Drehp eck miene Früüns Sei moket mien Liem liemswert Un hen flücht jede Stünn Nu wär eck allwer klöterich in düsse föögsaam Stadt Nu is Radau Radau un Danzen Hart-Ass un Rock'n'Roll Karo-Ass un Rock'n'Roll Krüüz-Ass un Rock'n'Roll Pik-Ass un Rock'n'Roll Eck kuum jüst tau Verstand As eck in mien Woagen satt Uten Radio seicht Musik kamm Et was flau und mir wurd matt Ick woll upn moal dat Schmöken loaten Un loate aff vom Schluck Uppe Oabett jümmer glücklich ween No vörn goan mit Hauruck No is Radau Radau un Danzen
I am the kind of invincible bloke A fellow with money, but inside I’m broke So, if there’s a Job or some treasures to earn I long for the future when the tide will have turned But I cannot hold it when it comes on my screen When the media sells it as spotless and clean So, I got my smart phone and this credit card To buy it, to get it, the waiting gets hard This is a love song, it‘s a requiem, 'cause we are on On demand in an on-demand-world All we want, we want it now, 'cause we are on On demand On demand in an on-demand-world I am the good boy, markets pet So many more toys, I want to get So, if there’s a job or a favor to do I long for your presents, cause I’m loving you And I cannot hold it, the free market trade With the cops all around and the bulls on parade I witnessed it all on the TV; front row I want it, I get it, oh what a great show This is a love song, it‘s a requiem, 'cause we are on On demand in an on-demand-world All we want, we want it now, 'cause we are on On demand On demand in an on-demand-world Remember the coyote who tried to catch the bird From big red airborne rockets to oily greasy dirt He bought so many fancy things from Acmes superstore Delivered on demand and exploded in a horror This is a love song, it‘s a requiem, 'cause we are on On demand in an on-demand-world All we want, we want it now, 'cause we are on On demand On demand in an on-demand-world
Born and raised by human beings He sold his soul to Satan’s well He left a world that’s rid of meanings And went down straight to hell But there where Sinners burn Is no place for a Metal Head guy So he grabbed Turbonegro And looked the Devil straight in the eye The name is Alex – Alex from Hell You should remember, remember him well Fast as a lightning, hard as a rock He won`t remain in Satan’s stock Hey man, it’s me and my group Your place sucks, we want back You don’t even have pea soup We’re a pain in your butt-crack Satan shook by cold blooded anger He wasn’t used to souls in revolt Alex smiled in front of danger And kicked the devil straight in the Balls Satan’s growl awoke the angels They looked and saw our Hero smile Fast they took him by the shoulders Pulled him up and lifted him high
We were the troubled kids in the corner of every schoolyard Behind cigarettes and black shirts at the dead end of any educational chart This was your competition no aphorism we refused the daily routine Today it is different, my only real friend and the schoolyards are spotless and clean Where have all the Goths gone? And where are all the Punks? Where are you subculture? Submerged by German angst? You’ re not your Job, your household, your pet, you’ re just a drop of rain, and soon you’ll be dead We were the metal heads with the long streaky unwashed hair With a burning ambition of love and hate for a slacky grunge millionaire Labeled as life’s losers and drug abusers by those who fitted in In a world without believers, god will leave us, no need to commit a sin Capitalism is still a threat Oh I wish punk wasn`t dead Some are misguided Some are delighted Many are frightened That`s what you are You’ re not your Job, your household, your pet, you’ re just a drop of rain and ran over the cat