Randy, I don't need you! Songtext / Lyric

I've got to tell you about a strange, poor man. I met him at our concert, now he's a legend in our band. He claimed we had to sell him a T-shirt for one mark. I explained we really try to be as cheap as we can, but that didn't get through to that man. Yeah it is cool that you believe in us, but you have to understand that, we're not Peter K, Emma, Gandhi and Marx reincarnated as a punkrockband. And even if we found our major enemy in the core of this capital dynasty we're still a part of this goddamn money machine. Right after the show, strengthened with a bottle of wine. He said to me: -"Diese T-shirt ist ja mein, You capitalistische schwein" !! He grabbed an empty bottle of beer and aimed right at my head. I got scared and took shelter right behind my own amp and the glass swished above my head, crash! But it's so fucking hard to be the perfect human that you demand of me. But I want everyone to know that we really try to practice what we preach. But I guess the reason for this fight is just your own bad conscious that bleeds. Baby, now I see, from what that man did to me, I could surely have made the funniest song that the world's ever seen. But still now when I've found I'm the worst storyteller around I will keep up my reading, I will keep my pen bleeding, 'Til everybody's free.