Over corpses

Every little light has their own little dream,
Little house and big car.
Then one day the money runs out - and the little dream is over.
Then they complain and cry, may be even kill themselves.

I don't need all that shit. I feel comfortable here.
Just a pair of pants to cover my ass,
And a little money for a cold beer.

Thousands of people wanna tell me this shit, stupid talk.
Jesus walked over water supposedly,
I walk over corpses!
I dunno how much longer I can take this,
As a hungry wolf among all these fat sheep.

I don't need all that shit. I feel comfortable here.
Just a pair of pants to cover my ass,
And a little money for a cold beer.

Just a sweet girl, who doesn't care, just like me.
And true friends that always stand to me.
Being victorious together, or gloriously dying together.
We'll see each other again in Valhalla
And Wotan will laugh about my stupid songs.

I don't need all that shit. I feel comfortable here.
Just a pair of pants to cover my ass,
And a little money for a cold beer.