With a Twingo up to the ass of the heath Old people to cry at a thousand little mournful weeping Empty tear bags like two lifeboats Grind my signs, bang and two halves into the pear And when peeing on the side of the road Forget that we have problems You have to promise If the first plan can't work We'll start in the second I see something you don't see In the Twingo in front of the guests And we just drive On Xenon, not the night And if we don't know where we are anymore, we're here And in the window the whole *** is over The two of us make worries in the rearview mirror Your pupils flicker in the mirror Like a typewriter that fills up stories Sun shines until the doctor comes Car is black, head strong Dehydrated, have to wait Drive slowly, fast, until the arm is pushed away Measure strength, save, break for the feeling I see something you don't see In the Twingo in front of the guests And we just drive On Xenon, not the night And if we don't know where we are anymore, we're here Smoking in the opposite Occasionally high-five I don't need anymore ***, no matter where the time stays I have you Let's do an eternal far drive-by Smoking in the opposite Occasionally high-five I don't need anymore ***, no matter where the time stays I have you Let's do an eternal far drive-by I see something you don't see In the Twingo in front of the guests And we just drive On Xenon, not the night And if we don't know where we are anymore, we're here And if we don't know where we are anymore, we're here