Red Suburbs
Waiting for Tomorrow
I have a big brother,
His name is Olaf...
He is going to war,
My whole family is very proud
Oh I don't want to go,
Oh I don't want to die!
I'm allergic to guns
And walking on foot
My brother did not return,
He died in combat
In an anonymous grave
Now he will rest
My father Ashamed of me,
Tells me that I'm a woodlice
But it's better to be a living shame
Than a dead pride...
Yeah, Ludwig reason,
Ah the dead are idiots
And me too now
I shit on their graves
To tarnish a little
Of everything they have left
A piece of cemetery,
And this pride that I hate...
Olaf, Olaf...
Farewell!