Night Life

How come it never takes me to ever side?
Red plaster, blueish dreams onto a coming right
If I didn't think like that I wouldn't be the man I am
Pay attention to me, little creature
Because I want it
I want it
I want it
I want it
Want it, want it, want it

May I bother you for a minute of your time?
If it’s plastered in green, I might be able to make it right
My father told me if you want something, get it
No excuse to make a man feel so pathetic
Pathetic
Pathetic
Pathetic, -etic

I promisе you the night life
I promise you thе night life
I promise you the night life

That fire, breathing silence like a bellyache
That summer, coming down from the Starnbergersee
Don't talk to me about self-worth, just like a communist whore
Pay attention to me, little creature
'Cause I want it
I want it
I want it
Want it, want it, want it

May I bother you for a minute of your time?
If it’s plastered in green, I might be able to make it right
My mother told me if "you want something, take it"
No excuse to make a man feel so pathetic
Pathetic
Pathetic
Pathetic, -etic

I promise you the night life
I promise you the night life
I promise you the night life

I promise you the night life
I promise you the night life
I promise you the night life