Dad wants to wash you
But you just took a bath
It's quite normal on a Saturday evening
To spend time with loved ones
No-ear rabbit DVD, Dad just loves you
You'll understand later
A hand on the knee, an A in physics
Let me hug you, that's just my phone you feel
I'm so proud of you my child, you're already so big
Just one or two more years
No guilty conscience, our little secret
I just wanted to tickle you
These tears taste salty
Mom wouldn't believe you, it always takes two
You ask with every step in the hallway
What would Manny Marc do?

When I no longer arouse anything but your pity
And my sperm count is no longer enough for a child
Then it works out, but it's mentally disabled
And you know it will remain your child forever (forever, ever?)
And never a lawyer or a soccer star
Maybe at best, ride the subway alone
And then someday when we get wrinkles
You say in an argument to me, I should have aborted
I fall asleep on the couch again
And hear you crying in the bedroom too
You want a break, because no paradise can be so beautiful
That it compensates for this trash
You hear the happy people booing you in your thoughts and you wonder
What would Manny Marc do?

I'll take you to the funfair disco
Let's meet up
No problem, forget everything
Funfair disco, let's meet up
No problem, forget everything

Funfair funfair, bang bang, disco disco, no problem
Funfair funfair, bang bang, disco disco, no problem

I have to wash Dad, even though he's already 50
Mom has long left us, he sits there drinking
He used to be the one who taught me how to ride a bike
Today he's the one who doesn't notice that he just soiled himself
I have to clean it up, get him to bed, look at him sadly, he screams
"I did this for you back then too!"
I stand at the sink again, pour out the Jägermeister
I have to cry, so does he
But suddenly his look changes, he just freaks out
"Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"
The next morning he says again he's sorry about the past
He hugs me, boy you're all I have left
If you leave me too, I'll tie a rope and then step on a stool
And I wonder
What would Manny Marc do?

Dad I lost in the war, Mom and sister to the sea
Their thirsty cries the smuggler didn't want to hear anymore
I would be next if I didn't stop crying
Since then I don't cry anymore, but I see him in my dreams
Share my bed with three strangers, not sure where I am
There are no soldiers here and yet we must be protected
How should I learn your language, what I hear are the same words every day:
"Get lost where you came from!"
Maybe we'll go back tomorrow, they say every day
And it seems to me they'd prefer it was today
Machetes or laws, one of the two will kill me
And I wonder
What would Manny Marc do?

I'll take you to the funfair disco
Let's meet up
No problem, forget everything
Funfair disco, let's meet up
No problem, forget everything

Funfair funfair, bang bang, disco disco, no problem
Funfair funfair, bang bang, disco disco, no problem

Funfair funfair, bang bang, disco disco, no problem
Funfair funfair, bang bang, disco disco, no problem

(That's what I would do)
(That's what I would do)
(That's what I would do)
(That's what I would do)

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