R. Seff, the world is going wrong
There is something shaky
In his tempo the world is going wrong
In the big world sound system
It sounds wrong
Y has billions of people
Who squat there who zone it
Who dance on it
But everyone sets their own rhythm
Everyone wants to sing their own anthem
We don't get along more
What can we do
Let's dance
The world is going wrong
There are scents of scandals
On his skin, the world is turning evil
He wants to play the webs
In the newspapers
There are billions of people
Who suck his ozone
Who hit him
Who take him for a target
Who throw their missiles at him
We don't get along anymore
What can we do
Let's dance
You believe everything see, you think you know
You watch TV on the evening news
But in these words, in these photos
Who can judge what is true, what is false
Let's dance
So we follow the trend
We move in the movement
To keep up appearances
And when we've done the trick
We try to talk about love
Before the countdown
Four, three, two, one