Lyrics: Beatsteaks. Big Attack.

(hello there ladies and gentelmen)
hello there ladies and gentlemen
wanna join me down your roads
on the interstate where they say it's safe no more
it's gonne come down on you anyway
so pick up the brand new sound
or stick to your guns
and scare me everyday

are we going separate ways
it's gonna hit one day
and i guess that they know nothing at all
under a big attack

living under a big attack

watch you lying and cheating
misleading the weak
and you put on a hell of a show
you spit on the poor
keep them from your doors
let them suffer and fuck them once more
i will travel this world
which is out of control

i can sense it wherever i go

who's gonna sing a lullaby
for the under twenty-one
who's gonna get his share or maybe more
who
it's gonne come down on you anyway
so pick up a brand new sound
i've been trying hard but i just can't get along

are we going separate ways
it's gonna hit one day
and i guess that they know nothing
they know nothing
they know nothing at all
under a big attack

hello there ladies and gentlemen
hello there ladies and gentlemen