No murder makes me famous
No religion I believe in
No idea is better than the truth
Cynical behaviour without any real position
No more revolution for the youth
Welcome to the working class
Step into my world
You can see your favorite stars
Working in the dirt
Come togehter I feel weak
Come together love is pain
Come together I can't speak
I hate clean train
Back to rock as usual
Back to rock as business
Never make a record in L.A.
You will cough up blood
You will get sick from shallow talking
Do the things they tell you not to do
Writer(s): Oliver Perau, Marcus Wichary, Michael Hachmeister, Martin Wichary, Armin Treptau
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