I can tell you, a lot is going wrong here, sell weapons but don't want a war, find feminism funny because you don't see it that way, but if I would call it Marx, I would earn more. They say you are a woman, watch out outside at night, the skirt is very short and the guys too blue, send people into the building, smoke wow for the grass, but alcohol, celebrity with spots on TV. Why do everyone keep their distance in the train and why does everyone have to hit me? I want to leave here because of the fascist neighbors, but don't get the apartment with this afternoon. So tell me what is fair, fair, tell me what is fair, fair, tell me what is fair, fair, tell me what is fair, fair. I can tell you, a lot is going wrong here, monkeys loud at a football game, blind in the right eye because you can't see it, last words, I can't breathe, rest in peace. Children walk on the streets because of frustration, nevertheless we shoot a new 100 million into the air, live in the virtual world, are on the run and designers at the school yard are the must. Why am I disturbing my mom's shopping list? Why do you accuse me because I don't wear much? Why is it the refugee who scares you and not the Nazis in the countryside? So tell me what is fair, fair, tell me what is fair, fair, tell me what is fair, fair, tell me what is fair, fair. My head is full of my cologne, tell me what is fair. Life is just a shine, we know each other well, but what is fair? We have so much, but we need more, tell me what is fair, tell me what is fair, tell me what is fair. So tell me what is fair, fair, tell me what is fair, fair, tell me what is fair, fair, tell me what is fair, fair.