Night Life

How come it never takes me to ever side?

Red plaster, blueish dreams onto a coming right

If I didn't think like that I wouldn't be the man I am

Pay attention to me, little creature

Because I want it

I want it

I want it

I want it

Want it, want it, want it

May I bother you for a minute of your time?

If it’s plastered in green, I might be able to make it right

My father told me if you want something, get it

No excuse to make a man feel so pathetic

Pathetic

Pathetic

Pathetic, -etic

I promise you the night life

I promise you the night life

I promise you the night life

That fire, breathing silence like a bellyache

That summer, coming down from the Starnbergersee

Don't talk to me about self-worth, just like a communist whore

Pay attention to me, little creature

'Cause I want it

I want it

I want it

Want it, want it, want it

May I bother you for a minute of your time?

If it’s plastered in green, I might be able to make it right

My mother told me if "you want something, take it"

No excuse to make a man feel so pathetic

Pathetic

Pathetic

Pathetic, -etic

I promise you the night life

I promise you the night life

I promise you the night life

I promise you the night life

I promise you the night life

I promise you the night life