Songtext von Babes Of The 80's

Hmmm These days it's crucial to be silent and comfortable The exploitation of humanity that learn to accept it all My generation I would never fit in I should be saint but I want to murder, murder everyone Babes of the late 80s why are you looking so random? Without pasture there's no movement In my pathetic age group there's confusion Through to a mental institution There's of illusion You would fantasize about the world's elimination I didn't agree but now I must say at least you had imagination People of my age have no attitude I should give in but I want to murder, murder everyone Babes of the late 80s why are you looking so random? Without pasture there's no movement In my pathetic age group there's confusion Babes of the late 80s if you could [?] How can absence be improvement? Ooooh well, in my age group there's confusion