Wasteland Songtext / Lyric

oh shit! wake up, get out of bed! this building has been sold. the owner wants you bums to fuck off. a hotel or a new café, which will it, which will it be? you can't go home but still go to hell.
so take you art and shit and put it in a bag. take it with you while you're getting on the wrong track.
vanished, gone all your non-profit fun. after every home has turned into an office, our job is done. [refrain]
welcome to wasteland, this city has been sold.
there ain't no place for the sick, poor and old.
welcome to wasteland, your home has been sold.
this is the dead end of a story untold. you don't need no alternative to our way of life.
"buy or die", "consume to survive". this might sound disgusting, trust me, all of your sorrows will be destroyed by our well-tried "low price, high costs"-program.
make way! you want the things to change, be careful what you wish for. these walls got ears and pretty sharp claws. this ain't a place to dream, this even ain't a place to live. this is a place to go to work and spend some fucking money. dead whales along the shores, happy hour in our stores. you know what really counts. nice suit and tie, sweet as apple pie. give the poison a taste.

[refrain]