Jubel Und Staub [English translation]

Again in the street, the buss rolls along

The giant panel reflects light into the asphalt.

The next resting place is coming soon

and the scenery resembles it.

In front of colorful flowers, I see no forest.

All the same I take in everything,

and savor the course of thinks.

I find it unequaled , beyond words,

all the people and images.

No time for silence and I don't want that either.

I want it as it is.

Yeaaaah!

I fall back, you support me!

Carried by fog and smoke,

Jubilation and dust!

Yeaaaah!

I'm lifting off, you pull be back to the ground,

to the ground which is real.

Again in the street, the buss rolls along

A life on the move is full of relish.

There are gals, who want a kiss and even more.

My glass is empty and my body feels so too.

My legs are heavy and suicide also wants me dead!

Everything that's now on the cigarette stub, I light up.

The evening becomes long, although I long ago couldn't go on.

The lights burn a hole in my soul,

I puke into the sink.

It ties up my throat, and pain,

I allow myself one mistake, then I have only enemies still.

Yeaaaah!

I fall back, you support me!

Carried by fog and smoke,

Jubilation and dust!

Yeaaaah!

I'm lifting off, you pull be back to the ground,

to the ground which is real.

I'm falling far, I'm falling.

Sometime I'll take a break,

Again I'll sleep at home,

Once more I'll be relaxed,

Can this be a final dance?

I fall back, you support me!

I'm lifting off, you catch me!

Yeaaaah!

I fall back, you support me!

Carried by fog and smoke,

Jubilation and dust!

Yeaaaah!

I'm lifting off, you pull me back to the ground,

The ground which is real.

You give me my foothold! You pull me back.

• Artist:Killerpilze
• Album:Ein bisschen Zeitgeist