We are nowhere safe anymore
in this republic.
Cause, they want to poisen us
with cloying music
So much hatred
But if they want a war
they can get it
We're building us a monster made of rock 'n' roll
a metre high monster of rock 'n' roll
It's going to draw pathes
of destruction through the broadcast transmitter (fig.)
No pardon, no mercy
everyone has to kneel down
Everywhere, to scatter flowers
and to ask for mercy
We're building us a monster made of rock 'n' roll
a metre high monster of rock 'n' roll
We're building us a monster made of rock 'n' roll
Soon the earth will quake
We have to revive it with noise
Look outside the sun is shining
shining on our house
and the monster's standing in the garden
it looks content
Happy End,
In the radio a song from the Scorpions is playing
there of Hannover the beautifulst town of