Travelling the Autobahn in a fried-out Kombi
On a hippie trail, head full of Fassbrause
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me some knockwurst
And she said:

"Hast du von einem land unten darunter kommen
Where women glow and men plunder
¿No puedes escuchar, no puedes escuchar el trueno?
Lepiej uciekaj, lepiej się schowaj."

Buying bread from a man in Boston
He was six foot four and full of muscle
I said, "Are you a former Spacelab member?"
He just smiled and gave me a can of Choc-Ola
And he said:

"Ich komme aus einem land down under
Где пиво делает потока и мужчин Чундер
¿No puedes escuchar, no puedes escuchar el trueno?
Lepiej uciekaj, lepiej się schowaj."

Lying in a basement in Mexico City
Wearing the empty can of Choc-Ola as a hat
I said to the man, "Do you know The Man Machine?
Because I come from the land of chocolate."
And he said:

"Oh! Hast du von einem land unten darunter kommen (Wir sind die Roboter)
Where women glow and men plunder
¿No puedes escuchar, no puedes escuchar el trueno?
Lepiej uciekaj, lepiej się schowaj."