Made In Germany

Little Jimmy got a car, a girl, a house of their own

While the clouds came for the sun and an order by the phone

And they called him to the army, gave a weapon in his hand

"Put the stones out of the fire for your American friend!"

His mother in the TV room wanted to see some bloody heads

But the Army censored the pictures of the 1000 civil deads

Soon it was too boring for her, she grabbed the programme with a sigh

Now she watches American soaps through the whole fuckin' night

His father's a well respected man, he's the boss of a company

Producing bombs 'n' tanks 'n' guns and send them straight to the enemy

His government turns a blind eye, never asked any question

Cause some love money more than these annoying sanctions

Little Jimmy comes to ask what he's really fighting for

While the world believes a murderer "It's a clean high tech war!"

He did recognize his lie, but too late the enemy

And he died by a weapon which was made in Germany

And he died by a weapon which was made in Germany