There's two motionless, synthetic men
Hanging from the ceiling
Gone now for two months or more
Traded and used; abused for thirty years long
Thrown where they're placed
Disgraced
The world forgot about them
Ooh
Oh uh-uh
Eh-ay-ahh-uh-uh
Ooh ah-ah ahhh
Eee-ah ohh
Made to perform
This wasn't why I was born
I'm gonna make my own way now
Fly among the cirrus clouds
And everything that they say
Was forgotten after that day
You don't know what I've done
I said you don't know what I've done
(Na-hooo, no you don't mate!)
Was haben sie für Ihr Leben angeboten?
(Er hat gar nichts gesagt)
Und nun, dass es alle vorbei ist
Wird er immer noch nichts tun
Made to perform
This wasn't why I was born
Gonna make my own way now
Fly among the cirrus clouds
And everything that they say
Was forgotten after that day
You don't know what I've done
I said you don't know what I've done
And now it's time to become me
Run down a path that sets me free
Don't know what I've done
And I don't know what I've become