Bruttosozialprodukt English translation
von Geier Sturzflug

When the factory siren blares early in the morning
And the time clock moans lustfully as it stings
The neon sun shines in the assembly hall
And the forklift driver boasts about the stacking fork

Yes, then spit on your hands again
We increase the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now it's time to spit on your hands again

The nurse gets a real fright
Another sick person is gone
She amputated his last leg
And now he's kneeling in again

Yes, now we're spitting on our hands again
We increase the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now it's time to spit on your hands again


When Grandpa gets on his bike on Sunday
And secretly breaks into the factory
Then grandma is afraid that he will collapse
Because grandpa is doing an extra shift today
Yes, now we're spitting on our hands again
We increase the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now it's time to spit on your hands again

A-a-at Christmas everyone lies around and says phew-uh-uh-uh
The trash can no longer closes
The gift tables are becoming more and more colourful
And on Wednesday the garbage truck comes and takes all the junk

And says: Now it's time to spit on your hands again
We increase the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now it's time to spit on your hands again

When the factory siren blares early in the morning
And the time clock moans lustfully as it stings
Then one after the other the work mania grabbed
And now they're singing together to the working beat-beat-beat-beat-beat-beat-beat

Yes, now we're spitting on our hands again
We increase the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now it's time to spit on your hands again
We increase the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now it's time to spit on your hands again
We increase the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now it's time to spit on your hands again