!Deber ganar Y pisar fuerte, hay que impresionar Vas a flipar Tenderas que ser mejor que los demas Que solo estas! Mi queridisimo hijo mi chaval La cuenta atras
: The businessmen got a job to do The Eastenworld is waiting too. They're sittin' on a bloodstone calling you a beggar, Waitin' for another deal in
: Boy! Oh, killing softly and I'm still falling Still the one I need, I just wanna be with you Oh, you got me open, don't ever let me go Say you0ll
: Another home is lost from someone who was poor Another body found for the government to ignore Another cop caught beating up on innocence Another law
: You are the best, for all of times You beat the rest, you're in my mind Don't take away this dream in me Don't leave me here in misery You are the
: Music: Klaus Meine, Matthias Jabs (Instrumental)
: [Chorus:] Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One You done when I see you (David Banner, banner) Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), (yeah, yeah) Two
: Lit up with anticipation We arrive at the launching site The sky is still dark, nearing dawn On the Florida coastline Circling choppers slash
: Make up your mind, We're hurting inside, Every single breath I take is spitting out your name. We'll see in time, This choice is not mine, You can'
: To the best, to the best of our knowledge we Are doing are best to fight technology 'Cause back when our parents were in college we Weren't even born
: Oh I was seventeen, When I heard the countdown start, it started slowly, And I thought it was my heart but then I realised, That this time it was for
: Instrumental
: [instrumental]
: Watching blood stained windows He must just love the pain See the children crying His mother's died again Dig her grave much deeper The fatal price
: Countdown! to my extinction, my life falls apart in front of my face Countdown! my life is such a disgrace Countdown! should I hang myself or slit
: Even if you don't show people a thing Beads of sweat run on your forehead A smile to wipe out the grieves and dry the tears Your pride and guts are
: Trailer red like the sea Well I'm the son of a crowded bed Find your love's gonna count for me Your love that breaths, breeds Gonna paste up our damn