Spaeth/Kraeutner
perfect world for perfect people
the perfect look, the perfect style
WE thank god and surgical assistence
for ever young, not just for a while
they’re coming down to select the one
the perfect show to beautify your life
the tattooed grin in the painted face
another chance to stand ABOVE the boring mass
flesh - for - sale (2x)
everyone is looking for a flaw
flesh for sale
they show you how you have to walk
are teaching you the pointless talk
put you in uniforms you have to wear
that’s the way to become a millionaire
you‘re surrounded by arrogance and dreams
AND YOU’RE TOO BLIND TO see what‘s true
a one-day-Star but you fill theIR coffers
without brain but everyone is loving you
flesh - for - sale (2x)
everyone is looking for a flaw
flesh for sale
an when the show is over You end up on the trash
noone remembers you, you just were good to cash
you were a clown at prime time and now it has an end
you have served the system there’s nothing to repent
everyone wants to be like you
although you make a fool of yourself
manipulated and cast into shapes
indifference is everything you have
Nothing can take the horror from me
I STAND IN FRONT AND WATCH THE pure INSANITY
they fill our heads with brainless entertainment
maximum profit hidden in a cheap event
flesh - for - sale (2x)
everyone is looking for a flaw
flesh for sale…