Intro: Look at me, what have I become? * I am lost, I was once a getleman But the thief came out in my london town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and downs Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times Look at me, in the apocalypse * My europian guilt expecting instant fix I inmagine all the brutal services Of ancient infediles Of all the wounded and crying witches Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy heart with slum religion and coca cola Every book is read, I'm paralized Every fist is clenched but I'm so tired Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile times I just wanna turn the lights off in these volatile, volatile times