You can sleep easy
I'm looking after the planet
And fling the galettes
In fact, to be honest
Note that well-being's gonna vanish
So enjoy nature
Hanging around by the pallet jacks
COP 2040 will tell us to adopt the fan
Manipulated by a spin doctor
For cash in a briefcase
Water sold by the pipette
We're taking the cassette road
The dream was RS4s and Geishas
Drugs in the traffic
Near Ibiza the adventure ends
Hunting ill-gotten gains
Raid succeeded 'cause I had
School memories, the Géode
Don't hit the back of the skull
He won't remember the code anymore
I can't kick back
Plus, the cell reminds me too much
I hear the angelus, the litanies
The dangers of the Anschluss
Destiny put sand
The little machine guns
Three little holes and then they're gone
The little machine guns
Three little holes and then they're gone