E.Anderl
Militant babies came to me
And told me "Don´t be afraid to try"
Phenomenal stuntkids in the street
Popping out of the black ghost pie (it pleases the chef)
Fearless ones - cracked up Jack and Jill
You look like a sniper anyway
I´m not behind the fighter jet
I´d much rather back a simple girl
I´ve seen your plan and it´s all wet
A noseload of prophecies coming to me
Caught in the trap where bravery steps
A wounded mercenary bleeds
In the hall of fantastically fine things
Where the path of glory leads
Lately I think it´s grown too hard
Coming up with the winning card
But who´s gonna beat them in their own backyard