There are too many old men on top of this world
And they've way too much to compensate for
They have too many weapons, too much power and too much money
But above all they've got nothing left to lose
There are too many old men under this sky
And they make younger ones pay for them
With their lives, with their homeland
With the peace of this world
With the dreams they've already stolen from so many
I'm fed up with all those old men
Whose world now revolves only around them
Who get off on their megalomania
Just so it gets up once more
I'm fed up with all those old men
Who've succumbed to their self-righteousness
I'm fed up with all those old men
'Cause they sh*t on the future of us all
they sh*t on the future of us all
These old men bring war and the suffering of other lands
These old men bleed people and the Earth dry
These old men cover for child molesters in the church
These old men apparently don't give a damn about that
I'm fed up with all those old men
Whose world now revolves only around them
Who get off on their megalomania
Just so it gets up once more
I'm fed up with all the old men
Be they Russians, Yanks or Germans
I wonder if anything will ever change
The answer to that blows in the wind
Once again it blows in the wind