If you want to take everything, take my kids and the TV,
My toothbrush, my revolver, the car that's done already,
Take my wife with the interdictions of the bank, the couch,
The microwave, the fridge,
And even my private life
That is known anyway,
I can easily sell my soul to the devil,
I can make a deal with him,
Because everything is negotiable here, but you won't get
My freedom of thinking.
Take my bed, my gold discs, my good temper
The teaspoons, everything that is valuable to you
And that doesn't matter to me, if you want
to take everything, don't forget
the dope hidden under the shelf.
Everything that is pretty and important to me,
I prefer it to go away to Abbé Pierre.
I can give my body to science,
If there is anything good to take out
And if that gives you a good conscience,
but you won't get
my freedom of thinking.
My freedom of thinking.
I can empty my pockets on the table.
They have been full of holes for a long time.
I'm able to lower my frock, but you won't get
My freedom of thinking.
If you want to take and sell out everything
So that your little problems work out,
I only take my striped pajama
And I offer you the oranges.
You can even keep everything,
I will take nothing with me to hell,
If you want to take everything, I prefer going
there, if the paradise is given to you,
I can easily sell my soul to the devil.
I can make a deal with him
Because everything is negotiable here,
but you won't get...no, you won't get
My freedom of thinking.
My freedom of thinking.