Slowly the day is over and the night begins
In the Kärtnerstrasse there is someone singing "Blowing in the wind"
He's wearing a green skirt, he's standing there completely lost
And he Steffl looks at the poor Styrian boy
He wanted to try his luck in the big, foreign city
He thinks it's music that puts him on the Rennbahnexpress cover page
The dream bursts like nothing it stayed there
Oi's like a few shillings in his guitar case
I've been standing there for weeks
I've been plogging for weeks
My fingers are sore
And sing sogor "The sun is coming"
But it's crazy
Kaner wants to hear me singing
Slowly I'm really getting along
I frog mi wos i do dua
The wind blows all day long
Nobody can find anything on the construction site
The Boerhäut'ln are a horror
And you burn out in the coffee house
I want ham again, I feel like that allan
I need a big world, I want to go to Fürstenfeld
There's a lot of screaming in the newspaper
There's a scene that you have to go to
Whatever they want the scream
Mia ka the scene g'stoin bleim
I went to the U4 yesterday
Start a Diandl a to talk to me
Black lips and green hair
You can really be scared.
I want to go back, I feel so good
I need a big world, I want to go to Fürstenfeld
I'll never play in Vienna again
Vienna didn't deserve much
I won't play in Graz at most
Sinabelkirchen and Stinatz
I need a belt and I need a ring
I want to get back to Semmering
I just need a little Göid
For the trip to Fürstenfeld
I want to go back, I feel so good
I need a big world, I want to go to Fürstenfeld
I want ham again, I feel like that allan
I need a big world, I want to go to Fürstenfeld

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