I want to ask you a question!
Hold the steering wheel...
[Verse I:]
Is the moon really there when no one looks up in the evening?
Did I really kill the child?
Philosophical questions
Because only my stylish car
Carries the trail
Oh the guy on the hood is just sleeping!< br/>Seriously, I don't want to double the problems here
I'm too drunk for first aid anyway
It's best if I leave
I need a TÃV- Seal
The extent is manageable...in the rearview mirror
Black smoke obscures the day
Pile of crashed cars
They are waiting for the rescue doctor, but he is in the ditch
Blood and flesh, a train derails, offspring expelled
I'm sorry
[Bridge:]
In the street canyon
There's a smell of gas
A boy does, no Breath
I think I've looked too deeply into the glass again
I think it's time for driver, driver again...
[Chorus:]
Yeah! Aha!
And I rush like the wind, it's a hit-and-run bitch!
Yeah Aha!
Out of sight, out of mind, it's a hit-and-run bitch!
Yeah! Aha!
I'd better always drive faster, it's a hit-and-run bitch!
Yeah! Aha!
Maybe I'll forget it myself, it's a hit-and-run!
[Verse II:]
Yes, I learned from it, I was a speed addict
Now I know my limits, fleetingly
And yes! I feel like a street dog:
Totally shit
Heat up the mood with risky driving maneuvers!
Why is there our friend and helper
Or fire alarms, mine Tax money?
We're even!
I know I should be liable in court
I left a note, only I didn't have a pen...
End times mood, it will everyone becomes a sinner
Those who are still alive in the rubble are raped and looted
Dust, all the way to the Berlin Gate
You have lost petrol
Burning cattle transport
It won't happen again ...
[Bridge:]
In the street canyon
There is a smell of gas
A boy does not take a breath
I think I have had too deep a glass again watched
I think it's time again for driver, driver...
[Chorus]
Driver, driver, driver, driver, driver, driver
Driver, driver, driver, Driver, driver, driver
Hit-and-run!
Driver, driver, driver, driver, driver, driver
Driver, driver, fap, fap, fap, fap
[Bridge:]< br/>In the street canyon
There is a smell of gas
A boy does
Not a breath
I think I looked too deep into the glass again
I believe it again time for driver, driver...SCHNAPS!
In the street canyon
There is a smell of gas
A boy does
Not a breath
I think I'm closed again looked deeply into the glass
I think it's time for a hit-and-run driver again!
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