"You, tell me"
"Yes?"

Where do all these angry men come from
With their panic fear of anal sex?
They look like they've always been angry
(Angry, angry, angry)

Angry at everything that is foreign to them
At everyone who is not properly combed
And full of longing for another thousand years

And it always follows the same pattern
They incite, they lie and then they change the subject

What do Boko Haram have in common
With right-wing populist parties?
Without fear and hatred they cannot survive

What makes them so inhuman
Their inferiority complex or the megalomania?
Must there also be such people?

I have a plan, but it's not quite finished (not quite finished)
I join the AfD, and then I'll become

Gay (gay, gay)
Gay (gay, gay)
Super gay (super gay, super gay)
So gay (so gay, so gay)

Good day, eight-eight, 1a hairstyle
A great figurehead for German culture
Maybe he will - yes my lover

I have to overcome my disgust
Seek dialogue, and find solutions
I'll go undercover for a few years

And the funny thing is: They consider themselves good Christians
The rhyme that should have come here was even too cheap for me

You can't always just sing against assholes
As a guitarist, you also have to make sacrifices
I join the AfD, and I become

Gay (gay, gay)
So gay (so gay, so gay)
Gay (gay, gay)
Super gay (super gay, super gay)

Caress or whip, whoever likes it harder
There will be a moaning in the Bundestag
I'll bend the ugly guys over the plenary benches (not the plenary hall)

This wrinkled flesh, this hanging skin
My colleague once sang about it elsewhere
I get herpes just thinking about it (herpes)

At the faction meeting everyone has to stand at attention (Attention)
I will take Vaseline in my hand, and I'll make them

Gay (gay, gay)
So gay (so gay, so gay)
Super gay (super gay, super gay)
Very gay (very gay, very gay)

Gay (gay)
So gay (so gay)
Super gay (super gay)
(You learn best when you're gay)
Gay, gay
Super gay

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