Once when we were little boys
We wanted to make a lot of noise
We slept all day drank all night
We began to hate the broad daylight
We then bought some cheap guitars
But we could barely hold the bars
Then we found some guy with drums
But he never decided to come
Das Neue!!!
Das Neue!!!
Das Neue!!!
Das Neue!!!
We didn't want to work all day
But how else could we get our pay
Our last chance is to get famous and rich
Otherwise we'll end up in the ditch
So we got ourselves a rehearsal room
But we got kicked out really soon
It seemed as if we had no hope
But with this we could not cope
Das Neue!!!
Das Neue!!!
Das Neue!!!
Das Neue!!!
So then we began to write new songs
That's where torment now belongs
This is the way we changed our ways
So everybody was put into a daze
Hey you fuckheads now you'll see
How torment from now on shall be
For all those who like it fast and loud
We promise you we'll never wimp out
