Kunst

By KMFDM

On Kunst

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[Intro]

"Get your ass back here!"

"Get your ass back here!"

"I want to come back there, but I'm fucking hanging out with KNMFMDM!"

"I can't even fucking say it"

"KMFDM are blowing themselves to hell."

"KMFDM are blowing themselves to hell."

"KMFDM are blowing themselves to hell."

"Blowing themselves to hell."

"Blowing themselves to hell."

"Blowing themselves to hell."

"To hell, to hell, to hell"

"Blowing themselves to hell."


[Verse 1]

Juke Joint Jezebel, R.U.O.K?

Help us, save us, take us away

Money, power, murder, blame

Ooh la la, not in my name


[Chorus]

A drug against war, attak/reload

KMFDM: kill mother fucking Depeche Mode

Son of a gun, what do you know?

KMFDM: kill mother fucking Depeche Mode


[Verse 2]

Don't you blow your top, every day's a good day

Spit sperm, back-back in the USSA

Itchy bitchy, from here on out

Come on, go off, dirty, kraut


[Verse 3]

Disobedience, anarchy

Bullets, bombs and bigotry

Torture, terror, bitches, boots

Never say never, thank you, brute


[Chorus]

Sex on the flag, ready to blow

KMFDM: kill mother fucking Depeche Mode

More and faster, rebels in kontrol

KMFDM: kill mother fucking Depeche Mode


[Bridge]

German engineering, astounding ingenuity

Twenty-nine years of conceptual continuity


[Verse 4]

Viva le mort, people of the lie

No meat, no man, D.I.Y

The unrestrained use of excessive force

World War III, move on, adios


[Chorus]

A drug against war, attak/reload

KMFDM: kill mother fucking Depeche Mode

Son of a gun, what do you know?

KMFDM: kill mother fucking Depeche Mode

KMFDM: kill mother fucking Depeche Mode

KMFDM: kill mother fucking Depeche fucking Mode