We're gonna quit our jobs
They don't pay no money
You act so serious

we think you act funny

Some call it "art"

We call "some" %#@!
Let's raise a glass
And we'll all drink from it


Brains are falling into my hands
I have gone to a far off land

There is nothing in my head
I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead


Back in Aachen
Always with a bang
They dance like wild

Come and join the gang

Brains are falling into my hands

I have gone to a far off land
There is nothing in my head
I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead


Brains are falling into my hands
I have gone to a far off land

There is nothing in my head
I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead