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Schiff [English translation]
Schiff [English translation]
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Schiff [English translation]

The sea is rough, the clouds are heavy

Everything’s grey, the head is numb, the lungs full of tar

I always thought that one day I wouldn’t be able take it anymore

A lifetime crammed together on this steamer in the sea

But it looks like I’m at home here

Breathe in deeply, breathe out deeply

Breathe the exhaust fumes of the diesel aggregates in the machine room

We’re rotting here in steerage

Between angry potatoes and tons of crystal meth

Swinging beds to the beat of the ship turbines

Stubbed cigarettes, black puddles of urine

A pack of rats fighting over the last scraps

Does anyone here still have some fresh guest list places?

We’re running at fifteen knots, roaming the sea

Shoveling coal into the furnace, it always needs to go on

I’m stuck on this ship in the middle of nowhere

Now please don’t ask me why

It smells of piss, it smells of death

But I feel comfortable here

On this ship in the middle of nowhere

Now please don’t ask me why

It smells of piss, it smells of death

But I feel comfortable here

Rusty brown spots on the walls under deck

And if you leave it like this for decades

Then it won’t go away by itself anymore

Eventually the hole will become a leak

First a few drops on the parquet floor, but suddenly the water

From the lower floors is also in the first class

Furniture is floating around, some are still fighting against it

But the read signal rockets are already glowing in the sky

And the band keeps playing, but it doesn’t change anything

On and on for hours, the background music to the doom

A slight shiver looking at those out there

Now look at those peasants, look how they drown!

There are no lifebelts for us, boats or jackets

But constructive discussions of smart talk show guests

But tomorrow it already goes on, next topic, next guest

Then we’ll be the next wreck that will be forgotten soon

I’m stuck on this ship in the middle of nowhere

Now please don’t ask me why

It smells of piss, it smells of death

But I feel comfortable here

On this ship in the middle of nowhere

Now please don’t ask me why

It smells of piss, it smells of death

But I feel comfortable here

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  • Languages:German
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