G.b.h. - Rumblin' Underground

Broken glass is everywhere, crunchin' underfoot,
the windswept streets preparing for the flood.
A priest with a bible is doing all the plugs,
jobs now are seconary to sex and drugs.

Honesty is our only weapon,
walls come tumbling down.
There's a panic in the West,
and there's a rumblin' underground.

Sniff the air it only brings a stench of the Neu Smell.
Faceless icebergs burnin' down in Hell.
"Don't worry son you know you'll go far",
Daddy's gonna' buy you a brand spanking new guitar.

Sometimes I think the whole world's against me,
somethimes I think I'm gonna' win.
In the depths of the quagmire,
the only thing is never to give in.