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Текст: Atari Teenage Riot. Burn Berlin Burn. Heatwave.

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Try my identity, you wanna kill yourself, you gonna see
I captured you in your TV, your beauty is your worst enemy
Don't even try to be, avoid the shit and give the key
Never listen to what you say, never gonna die for Germany

I'm like a heatwave burning through your heart
I look in the mirror and what do I see?
It will all end in anarchy
I feel the wankers speeding up the truth

And the pussies eating up the fools
Stop telling me the bullshit of conspiracy
You seem as naive as democracy

I'm like a heatwave
I'm like a heatwave, they say

Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go

Atari Teenage Riot, Atari Teenage Riot
Atari Teenage Riot, Atari Teenage Riot
Atari Teenage Riot, Atari Teenage Riot

May I ask you? Where are the results?
Where are the results?
Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna go? What you gonna do about it?

As I left the supermarket, two policeman grabbed me
And they said, ?You're the cunt that we we're waiting for?
They didn't need a reason, they never do
The state uses violence to keep everything in their order

We don't use violence to find a role in this society
We use violence to beat this society
Boredom causes a still stand, no movement
See what you get outta this

Tell me the truth, tell me the truth
Heatwave, heatwave, I'm like a heatwave, they say
Heatwave