My Mama taught me how to sew,
at the same time she taught me how to live these days.
And then Daddy told me what is wrong, normal and appropriate.
Then the teachers were right there,
my ears somehow still bleeding.
And every day at work my fat Boss fucks up my brain.
And such bullshit, everyday throughout my entire life.
We are not sick at all, but somehow they treat us, no one is asking for a doctor though, ha??
They make no diagnosis, but they shove their make-believe down our throats.
Me for example, I suffer from a severe case of Misanthropy.
He says all kinds of shit, to pay for his bread.
It goes like this: "No way, Garik Sukacev does Dubstep now."
We are divided by the walls in Berlin and China.
Try to understand, your generation can't do this anymore.
And it hangs in the air.
Can't do this anymore.
Don't be scared and don't ask anything.
Can't do this anymore.
You cannot change us
We won't die, as long as we wait for a transition
We won't be begging, our generation can't do this anymore
Lena and even the Freshman make their jokes
They want to play and you assholes give them bibles
You want people without ideas, mindless zombies
Take your hands off us kids
Hey leave us kids alone!!!
Do not comprehend and never say the answer,
an endless medieval madness,
shenanigan of dead ghosts,
clowns, and we are on the edge of generations
And it hangs in the air.
Don't be scared and don't ask anything.
An incomprehensible language, phonemes, themes, schemata.
We find a way out of your system.
Don't believe and don't ask anything.
Echoing fairy tales,
Ole-Lukøje and shit like that.
Yes, yes, yes, we do love you and now leave us alone.
You cannot change us
We won't die, as long as we wait for a transition
We won't be begging, our generation can't do this anymore
You cannot change us
We won't die, as long as we wait for a transition
We won't be begging, our generation can't do this anymore