You're really so stupid, that's why you're doing so well You hate your attitude, your blood boils in your veins You have to explain everything to me, because you really don't know anything You probably don't even know what attitude means Your violence is just a silent scream for love Your swinging boots tend to be cold You never learned to articulate yourself And your parents never had time for you Why are you afraid of strikes? What should all the dead do? And then you can only scream Because your heart is beating so fast And romance is for you It's just a theory Between darkness and light Your violence is just a silent scream for love Your swinging boots tend to be cold You never learned to articulate yourself And your parents never had time for you Because you have problems that don't interest anyone Because you're afraid of smog until you're a fascist You have to test yourself, don't project it on others So that no one notices what kind of life you were Your violence is just a silent scream for love Your swinging boots tend to be cold You never learned to articulate yourself And your friends never had time for you RASCHLOCH! RASCHLOCH! RASCHLOCH! You little pisser