Letra

Sinking in escapism Gliding into anarchism Sinking in escapism Gliding into anarchism Sinking, sinking In escapism Turn for help to panarchism Hide behind whataboutism In a train to no union state Believe the hype and go wipe the hate And get tickets to 'kiss me Kate' To escape the fate In a train to no union state Believe the hype and go wipe the hate "Me" in French is "moi" What is "quoi" This is not my bra I will never touch fois gras Et voilà aha... Drifting down a slippery slope I don't think you are no top Just a loser with no hope Supervisor, archbishop Climbing up to the top nine Cause number ten does not shine Don't push me to a selective test I might protest and will not rest Until I get everything off my chest To avoid a daylight heist Sinking in escapism Gliding into anarchism Sinking in escapism Gliding into anarchism Sinking, sinking In escapism Turn for help to panarchism Hide behind whataboutism Not again Not again Not again Not "Me" in French is "moi" What is "quoi" This is not my bra I will never touch fois gras Et voilà aha... "Me" in French is "moi" What is "quoi" This is not my bra I will never touch fois gras Et voilà aha... Meeting again In a train With fire in the eyes that won't wane Which is not 'Bernina express' Pushing the button of SOS Flying beyond reasonableness Feels like we are going to be smashed Carried away by waves crashing the rocks It's ridiculous but nobody mocks By a train driver who is over the hill Who is going to pay the bill? "Me" in French is "moi" What is "quoi" This is not my bra I will never touch fois gras Et voilà... "Me" in French is "moi" What is "quoi" This is not my bra I will never touch fois gras Et voilà...
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