Seleziona il linguaggio per tradurre questo testo
Oh, how nice you are in the house
Good luck, I went on a little trip
Please, who would have thought that about your rascal?
New stuff for you as a souvenir< br/>Every song is a hit single where everyone wants to sing along
It's true, Fettes Brot is back
Don't worry, we rock like corn, that's for sure
Two years ago older and not a bit wiser
But hotter, not colder and not a bit quieter
Studio, video, interview for nights
We sold like hot cakes
Until To top it off among all the chanting technicians
We're still the pike in the carp pond
Well, I trimmed my mane,
Used moisturizer,
Always my teeth cleaned.
So calm down blood, your good-for-nothing traveled far
I know about it
At least most of the time
Because every complete idiot thinks he's here in Hollywood
/>It's half as hard as going to high school
I'll never really need a bodyguard again
As you can probably tell, any concerns are unfounded
Here is our new work
We're fine splendid
So, goodbye you sweeties, Greetings from Fettes Brot
It's me once again your prodigal son
The Filius who has to write melodies for millions
That's why I'm telling my dad and mom on the phone
We'll sort it out - where the wild things live
Done, mix it!