D'una ciutat que ens vol mortals, d'una ciutat que ens vol estèrils
I want to piss on the walls of your house
We're gonna flip flop skipity hop, back to Fraggle Rock.
The problem with showing your lover your scars is that everybody's lover is covered in scars
Sometimes I thought you cared, I guess you never did
Suddenly a shadow under your door
Bist mein Feind aus alten Tagen doch wir haben uns vertragen
Schön und jung und stark
Another night and we got somewhere to go, goin out meeting up at the punk rock show
Sirens filled the air, and the ground shook with war, Civilian casualties had been a cost that was predetermined
This ain't a party, get off the dance floor
Look around see what you do, everybody smiles at you
