do you have to be easygoing
accept everything
to bend over backwards
like I do
whether I get angry
it changes nothing
the first one who shows up
with full hands
turns me into a giraffe
or a car
into a star and then bam!
into a plain crepe
into a plain crepe

as I'm so fed up
if you only knew
of being soft like plaster
still wet
I wake up as a chicken
one fine morning
then I'm a blister
the next day
and no matter how careful I am
hugging the walls
it always ends up bam!
into a plain crepe
into a plain crepe

what a shame
I don't dare to rebel
what a shame
I dream of being tough, really tough
if only I had the courage
to say enough to these hazings
but there's a but

I'm in a mess
imagine
worse than bread dough
of the baker
as soon as I take it easy
in my corner
there's always in the crowd
a little smart one
who turns me into a bird
or a sculpture
into a trumpet and then bam
into a plain crepe
into a plain crepe

what a shame
I don't dare to rebel
what a shame
I dream of being tough, really tough
if only I had the courage
to say enough to these hazings
but there's a but

what a shame
what a shame
if only I had the courage
but my fists are like my face
made of modeling clay
made of modeling clay
made of modeling clay

(or alternatively)

what a shame
what a shame
if only I had the courage
but I'm just a character
made of modeling clay
made of modeling clay
made of modeling clay

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