Through a rathole
From the bottom of a bottle
Even a little one strives
So from that basis
I'm happy if I even get
Company of a taxi driver
The next customer
Probably soon takes even it
We're drowning in ad garbage
And sometimes I think
If I never came back
Even if I'm just taking trash
But I get paid so well
That I do what I'm told
And I live at peace
And we leave in peace
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The hell wheel
The wheel always turns
Other's despair
Is entertainment for us
Even hunger is seen
At least on TV
And machines run
Weaving their labyrinth
And none of us
Find the way out
In the cold night
Not a branch moves
The Moon is pale like death
A strange bird
Sings its gloomy song
When I get my family to bed
And myself, too
To a needed rest
[Chorus]