He's the protector of democracy
Member of parliament
But I've got to confess
He's not my old good friend
Hey you, do you remember
How quickly you changed your dress?
From fascist to humanist
How simple it's to be saint
Your bastard life taught you
To say what you need
And to have steady ground
Under your fuckin' feet:
YOU'VE GOT TO LIE!
Your children are on drugs
And your wife's a fucking whore
And you seek ev'ry way
How to make money more & more
On your 40th birthday
There was minister Klaus
And among your friends
You scream: "Foreigners raus!"
Your bastard life taught you
To say what you need
And to have steady ground
Under your fuckin' feet:
YOU'VE GOT TO LIE!
Many goofs believe you
"That's all right", you tell them all
"I hope my loyal voters,
that I won't let you down!"
You've got destination
In supreme circles of state
And you know how to reach it
'cos you're slippery like a snake
Your bastard life taught you
To say what you need
And to have steady ground
Under your fuckin' feet:
YOU'VE GOT TO LIE!
HE'S GOT TO LIE (public enemy)
