Welcome to a city of rats
Where you can't keep any secrets,
Where a single hidden pipe connects
You and someone who hears.
This is a city of rats.
You can't just get out of its beautiful nets
And you will not find here any cats
To save you from spies and spiders.
Darling, I love you,
My awful native city!
I am nit inside though
I look always pretty.
Like all the rats in the city.
Isn't it true that everyone knows
What is not right in the world?
This is a habit for those who look shows,
In front of TVs being sold.
Hope that one day it will come to an end
And leave your thoughts in a draft.
Predicted occasions will kill and offend
Composing a faithful Mannschaft.
Darling, I love you,
My awful native city!
I am nit inside though
I look always pretty.
Like all the rats in the city.