Was würde Manny Marc tun? [English translation]

Daddy wants to wash you

Even if you just took a bath

I mean, that's completely normal on a Saturday evening

To spend time with your family

Wholesome family movies, daddy just wants what's best for you

You'll understand it when you get older

A hand on your knee, an A+ in Physics

Come, give me a hug, it's my phone that you feel

I'm so proud of you, my child, you're growning up so fast

Just one or two more years

Don't feel ashamed about our little secret

I just wanted to tickle you

These tears taste of salt

Mummy wouldn't believe you, it takes two to tango

You ask yourself for each step in the corridor:

What would Manny Marc do?

When all I can muster is your pity

And my sperm quality is too low for having a baby

Then it happens anyway, but it is mentally disabled

And you know that it's gonna stay a child forever (forever ever?)

And never become a lawyer or footballer

In the best case scenario, it can take the metro on its own

And at some point when we're getting wrinkles

While we're fighting you say to me: I wish I'd had an abortion

I'm falling asleep on the coach again

And from the bedroom I can hear that you're crying as well

You want a time out, 'cause no paradise can be that good

That it makes up for this crap

In your thoughts, you hear the happy people booing you out

And you ask yourself:

What would Manny Marc do?

I'd take you to the hullabaloo shag disco

Let's meet up

No problemo, forget everything

Hullabaloo shag disco, let's meet up

No problemo, forget everything

Hullabaloo, shag, shag, disco, disco, no problemo

Hullabaloo, shag, shag, disco, disco, no problemo

I have to wash daddy, even if he is 50

Mummy left us a long time ago, he's sitting there drinking

Back in the days, he was the one who taught me how to ride bike

Today, he is the one who doesn't notice that he just shat himself

I have to tidy him up, bring him in bed, I take a sad look at him,

he shouts:

"I did the same for you back then!"

I'm at the sink again, pouring out the bottle of Jägermeister

I start crying and so does he

But suddenly the look in his eyes changes, he flips out

"Sir, who are you? What're you doing in my house?"

Next morning he tells me that he's sorry for the past

He hugs me: "Son, you're all that I have left

If you were to leave me as well, then I'll tie a rope and step onto a chair."

And I ask myself:

What would Manny Marc do?

I lost daddy in the war, mummy and sissy I lost at sea

The trafficker had had enough of their thristy screams

I'd be the next, if I didn't stop howling

Since then, I never cry anymore, however I see him in my dreams

I share a bed with three strangers, I don't know exactly where I am

There are no soldiers here, but they still have to protect us

How am I supposed to learn your language, what I hear every day are the same exact words:

"Piss off to where you came from!"

"Maybe you're going back tomorrow", they tell me every day

And to me it seems like they'd rather want it to be today

Machetes or laws, one of them will kill me

And I ask myself:

What would Manny Marc do?

I'd take you to the hullabaloo shag disco

Let's meet up

No problemo, forget everything

Hullabaloo shag disco, let's meet up

No problemo, forget everything

Hullabaloo, shag, shag, disco, disco, no problemo

Hullabaloo, shag, shag, disco, disco, no problemo

That's what I'd do