Struggle, struggle, fighting begins at birth My childhood in streets full of hate and dirt Divided by superior feelings of race, country and blood Driven by wars, murders, crimes in the name of a self-made God [Chorus] On my screen the world is burning I wonder that the earth's still turning But I'm not mad... I'm f**ing angry Living just for ourselves and our expensive new brought car But if mother earth runs out of petrol you won't drive far Another hypocrite politician on my T.V. screen Telling me to vote for him, f** off, I vote Mr. Bean Cowardly like a thief in a deep, cold, dark night With a murderous instinct from the deepest inside Rotten to the deepest core by materialistic possessions Leaded by insensible warpigs torturing till the confessions This one deals about the sh** that's going on in this world and about the egocentric behavior of mankind. Many songs have been written about this subject but as long as nothing changes, I think it is necessary to write lyrics like this.