F.U.
Ralf Dörper, Jürgen Engler
The man with no conscience
Made a promise to his base
That dreams will come true for all collars of blue
A future he's building on debts
Like his golden empire of excess
You claim to be our savior
You're a superstar of failure
You're dangerously incompetent
The damage will be permanent
The man with no conscience
Wants to build a wall
Isolate and segregate
A wakeup call for all
Visions of swastikas in my head
You know what I'm getting at
You think you're a master
You're the king of disaster
There has been no precedent
The damage will be permanent
Fuck You!