I drive through the night
In this apocalyptic country
Along the empty road
In a corner of my brain
A thought arises:
Will someone shoot me?
It's not a country for old people
Someone said
Not even for young people
I say
Through the night
I'll come to you
Even if you say:
The election was a fraud
At the petrol pump
Waiting for the tank to fill
I look at the sticker
My wallet is full
And I ask myself:
Who did it?
It's not a country for old people
Someone said
Not even for young people
I say
Through the night
I'll come to you
Even if you say:
The election was a fraud
At the petrol pump
Waiting for the tank to fill
I look at the sticker
My wallet is full
And I ask myself:
Who did it?
It's not a country for old people
Someone said
Not even for the honest
I say
Through the night
I'll come to you
Even if you say:
I keep my rifles ready
Through the night
I'll come to you
Even if you say:
Democracy is overrated
If we ever have children
Please
Make them laugh
Please
Teach them to play catch
Please
I don't want to take them away from you
Please
I really dream
To have children with you