Dust on my legs
Greasy hair, rainy day
The world is so beautiful
Someone who begs
People stare, run away
Humans are wonderful
Just lost my tooth
Slept in a booth
I still feel so comfortable
It's the old truth
Why I kept my youth
Thank god I love the world
Came from afar
Emptied our car
Put together our music stands
Broken guitar
Still here we are
A band from a different land
Playing barefoot
Brought some good mood
Here comes a stinky dude
Lays on the ground
Good spot he found
He only came to intrude
Hey man! Lying over there, we ain't got no money to spare
Hey guys I didn't come for money
I'm here to see the show with my soul so sunny
Hey man! Lying over there, we ain't got no money to spare
Hey guys I didn't come for money
I'm here to see the show with my soul so sunny
The man from the street
Don't need a seat
He's free as can be, indeed
A spirit so rich
Now singing on pitch
Prager Straße's Peter Ilyich
So what is the truth?
The fountain of youth?
Silent euphoria of the uncouth!
You know what it is
So please don't you miss
Living in the only true bliss
Hey man! Lying over there, we ain't got no money to spare
Hey guys I didn't come for money
I'm here to see the show with my soul so sunny
Hey man! Lying over there, we ain't got no money to spare
Hey guys I didn't come for money
I'm here to see the show with my soul so sunny
Hey man! Lying over there
You know that we ain't got no money to spare
Hey guys I didn't come for money
I'm here to see the show with my soul so sunny
Hey man! Lying over there
You know that we ain't got no money to spare
Hey guys I didn't come for money
I'm here to see the show with my soul so sunny
Soul so sunny