If you're one of those people
For whom the belt line is a boundary
You hit the brakes at bitterly evil texts
We are the wrong band, the wrong band for you
If you're one of those people
Who, when in need, wouldn't even fuck his sister
And a piss cocktail is very strange to you
We are the wrong band, the wrong band for you

Boy, don't talk shit
The chicks I fuck are not underage
Dude, they're eighteen light
A whole bottle fits in their pussy
How could this little one not be grown up?
Of course, I accept your limit
But the rape train has no brakes
Number one in the clown rapper league at the moment
Motherfucker, we are K.I.Z. In real and in rich

We are the wrong band for you
If this doesn't sound funny to you
A beautiful woman is only a beautiful woman when she drinks piss
No birthday, no one congratulates, it's not so bad
Because in the end your naked father jumps out of a box
You're so well-behaved, we like good drugs
Our fans are mentally ill sluts who bloody mosh
Fuck morality, you faggot, don't be so uptight
Get to know us first, then you'll become a fan of my band

If you're one of those people
For whom the belt line is a boundary
You hit the brakes at bitterly evil texts
We are the wrong band, the wrong band for you
If you're one of those people
Who, when in need, wouldn't even fuck his sister
And a piss cocktail is very strange to you
We are the wrong band, the wrong band for you

We walk through the youth welfare office and shoot
At humor fascist
Miserable whores, who only try to ban this music
Bielefeld, GG Allin, today they arrest me live
Just because it's snowing coke from the hall ceiling at my gigs
Have mushrooms in my belly
Actually, I never leave the house
But if I do, I come on stage, shit into the crowd
No joke, little kids this music makes aggressive
Because they constantly smuggle speed into group therapy

You think to inspire this band you'd be disabled enough
You also take drugs, are you these flower children?
I have no problem with it, I just like to drink alcohol
And in the worst case scenario, I end up in fairyland again
With the third wish, the good fairy sways
Because it doesn't stop at the first two holes
("It hurts so much!") And you admit to me you're scared, and that's
also appropriate
This is not an interview where someone then laughs in brackets

If you're one of those people
For whom the belt line is a boundary
You hit the brakes at bitterly evil texts
We are the wrong band, the wrong band for you
If you're one of those people
Who, when in need, wouldn't even fuck his sister
And a piss cocktail is very strange to you
We are the wrong band, the wrong band for you

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