Bruttosozialprodukt 2025 English translation
von NOISETIME, Pazoo & Geier Sturzflug
Bruttosozialprodukt 2025 Lyrics Übersetzung
When the factory siren blares early in the morning
And the time clock groans with pleasure as it punches
The neon sun shines in the assembly hall
And the forklift driver boasts about his stacking fork
Yes, then it's time to spit in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, yes, now it's time to spit in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
The nurse gets a huge fright
Another sick person is gone
They amputated his last leg
And now he's kneeling down again
Yes, now it's time to spit in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, yes, now it's time to spit in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
When Grandpa gets on his bike on Sunday
And secretly sneaks into the factory
Then Grandma is afraid he'll collapse
Because Grandpa is working an extra shift again today
Yes, now it's time to spit in our hands again Spit in our hands
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now we're spitting in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, now we're spitting in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now we're spitting in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, now we're spitting in our hands again
And the time clock groans with pleasure as it punches
The neon sun shines in the assembly hall
And the forklift driver boasts about his stacking fork
Yes, then it's time to spit in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, yes, now it's time to spit in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
The nurse gets a huge fright
Another sick person is gone
They amputated his last leg
And now he's kneeling down again
Yes, now it's time to spit in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, yes, now it's time to spit in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
When Grandpa gets on his bike on Sunday
And secretly sneaks into the factory
Then Grandma is afraid he'll collapse
Because Grandpa is working an extra shift again today
Yes, now it's time to spit in our hands again Spit in our hands
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now we're spitting in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, now we're spitting in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, yes, yes, now we're spitting in our hands again
We're increasing the gross national product
Yes, now we're spitting in our hands again
Writer(s): Reinhard Baierle, Friedel Geratsch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
zuletzt bearbeitet von Elena (elena_s) am 7. April 2025, 16:56