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We beat you to the beat
We beat you to the beat
We beat you to the beat
We beat you to the beat
We beat you to the beat
We sang loudly and along a lot of sound
And wanted to sound like the nightingale
In all the heavens
But God remained deaf to every sound
So with all due respect we want to
Sing a little song about it
/>In the screams of pleasure over women's meat
In the house of pleasure at the funeral feast
We sing songs of praise to each other
In the coal mine and suburban night,
In Tierra del Fuego on the seagull beach
HÃÂ Do we keep getting annoyed?
We disturb your peace
If your ears are ringing
Then we'll drum up the beat
On your eardrums
We continue to sing
Until the very last hole
From black, smoke-filled throats
We sing just how we like it
We have startled many people
With hö llian chorales
We disturb your peace
Only sometimes when an angel approaches
If our noise becomes an iniquity
Then we will very quietly
And whisper the Song of Songs to him
Ah, when a miracle happens then
He gives thanks in his own way
We disturb your peace