I emerge out of the fog.
Lava smoke surrounds my head.
We throw CDs into the crowd.
A party starts in front of the stage.
You are allowed to throw roses now.
Point your finger into the air.
We are the coolest, when we're cruising*
when we're shitting onto the floor.
The moronic smile on my face
like carved into a soap.
I'm like a snow man in summer
my make up melts in the spotlights.
I mount my throne
the whole cocaine goes to my head.
I grab the microphone and shout:
This is god!
We are broken, the world is tough and mean.
Kraftklub - crooners for life.
We are broken, lonely and alone.
Kraftklub - crooners for life.
Everything wasted and nothing as it seems
Kraftklub - crooners for life.
Everything wasted and nothing as it seems
Kraftklub - crooners for life.
Hello Euro notes - hello Bernd Bass
So you are the nerds who bought the whole merch, gosh!
But properly, seriously, wicked.
A little pathetic but nice
Our fans say we aren't out of touch with reality
Ha, that's a lie, what a bunch of idiots.
Heidi Klum casts our groupies**
yours already ###### the Puhdys***
and look like bog bodies.
Your gang provokes a fight****
Show your Gs, your crew, your fellas.
Uuh we have beef like the Kastelruter Spatzen*****.
But enough stress and groupies -
we, we dance electro boogie.
We are broken, the world is tough and mean.
Kraftklub - crooners for life.
We are broken, lonely and alone.
Kraftklub - crooners for life.
Everything wasted and nothing as it seems
Kraftklub - crooners for life.
Everything wasted and nothing as it seems
Kraftklub - crooners for life.