Crew vom Deich [English translation]

[Hook]

You think you know the score well? Uh oh, sorry baby!

I know what you don't know: nobody stops the crew from the dyke!

You think you know the score well! Uh oh, sorry baby!

I know what you don't know: nobody stops the crew from the dyke!

[Verse 1]

The beat's too dull for you? Ah I see, you're standing on talent. You're really educated and eat healthily

The brains in your head make you quick and hard-working. I smoke weed really often and sleep til 11:30

You're disgusted and somehow it disturbs you. (Ew, that's not proper!) It's probably not so civil

Even if TAZ and FAZ are welcomed by you, the master plan is not however in their supplements.

Sorry, if the crew from the dyke slap that on your ear.

If I blabber, your brain becomes a sports ground

Guys like you hobble behind, then the question really emerges:

Who'll become a millionaire?

It's really not so hard: Deichkind, no-one's stopping that! We have the answer, before you scratch your head

I think something's knocking there. Hello, anyone at home? You want to get up there? I think, that'll come to nothing!

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

You think that you're well educated and such, like professors, far ahead in your head, Mr. Brainstorm

But that's not good enough, here comes the information that's worth having. So pull yourself together and concentrate.

Do you see the kids on the screen? My God, just what have they got ahead of themselves?

They're staying in the picture now, the people change channel wildly.

The brats won't go away anymore! Great, you're on

Those with the fat glasses, who know everything better, put the books away, now comes the treats

You want to kiss the skies, you're missing the info. Who stops the crew from the dyke? (Nobody!) Bingo!

Aha, I've just noticed, now you're really dazed. Hey, cool song bro! Look out, the teacher's coming!

You still want more of that, I'm really sorry. It's already just after eight, it's beddy-byes for you

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Who'll stop us on the way through showbiz? A: nobody! B: no one! C: not in any way!

But it's logical, think about it for a second, you balloon head! Uh, he looks Knoff-Hoff. Huh? How come? It's shocking!

Ah, you're the guy that knows at which temperature lead melts. Oh, oh, kudos! What an enrichment. I'm Deichkind and you only hang around with bootlickers. Therefore you're unfortunately not getting an invitation.

You get a flash of inspiration with the variable x. I come with party hits and make the party fit.

I don't care, when I steal your chalk. I go to the board and write 'Math is shit' on it

When I come to the party, you're still waiting for the class bell and still hanging out in school.

And in the disco I belong to a tough group. Oh well, have fun learning vocabulary!

[Hook]

• Artist:Deichkind
• Album:Noch Fünf Minuten Mutti