Awakened at the roadside ditch
In the land of the privileged
Soon I can’t take it anymore
The sun burns on my neck

A cross carved into the skin
Tracks of blood into yesterday
Come and see!
Welcome to life hustle

Amidst leeches and gorillas
Carry all you can grab
Whatever isn’t bolted down
Exactly!

Labyrinth of spirals and perfumes
Every scent for free
Beatings from veiled fists
Come along

Don’t be like that
Street sweepers dance in the wind
Bonbons rush through the sky
Come on, grab what you can!

No one leaves empty-handed
Everyone was stripped
By themselves and purely by chance
The market is like the wind

This is the truth
The market is like the wind
Come and see!
On golden houses gorillas crouch

They devour leeches
**** them dry
Until new leeches emerge
To drain the gorillas

The skyline sparkles
Beneath it the red-light district blooming
Come and see!
At the roadside ditch