Like a morning crow and his unwelcome song
Or a worn-out broken record that keeps skipping along
Mountains of instructions you keep piling on me
Resound like a cacophonous symphony
But I don´t wanna hear it anymore
Priests and politicians pretend they´re your friend
And police speak to you like you´re a child again
Blanket statements cover you like a rug
And thet tell me maybe I´m acting a little too smug
But I don´t wanna hear it anymore
Every day we hear the secrets of life
Reduced to cheap jokes, poetry, and friendly advice
They´d rather see us all pusillanimous
Absorbent in their chorus of correctness
But I don´t wanna hear it anymore