Bombe (engl.: Bomb) Songtext / Lyric

IN THE EXCLUSIVE RESIDENTIAL DISTRICTS
AN IDYLLIC HOUSE OF ONE'S OWN
THE BIG MERCEDES GETS MAINTAINED
PROTECTED BY THE VIGILANTE GROUP

IT ONLY TAKES ONE BOMB AND EVERYTHING'S GONE

ON THE WAY TO A FOUR-STAR RESTAURANT AFTER THE OPERA VISIT
PASSING HOMELESS PERSONS
ONLY LOOKING STRAIGHT AHEAD

ON THE GOLF COURSE, EXUBERANT MOOD
FIRE FOR CIGARS
FROM A BURNING REFUGEES' CONTAINER

THE HOLIDAY WAS OK, NOT A TRACE OF POVERTY
TANNED IN THE SUN
BLOOD STICKS ON THE SHOES