[Part 1]
This ghost town, now your home dump
Where – til death – everybody talks, but nobody does
Nobody accieves; Walls mute in annoying noise
Every dream rises at the bar, bursts and sweeps out
We're young and beautiful, impetuous and used to stupidity
Wandering around the ruins; We're kings but not coronated
At the steps of the closed youth center
Just being young for bloody noses and a damn good time

[Hook]
And the TOP40-Band plays the last song at the Marksmen's Hall
Let the glasses bang. We're the last gang of this town
And when they say "It's over soon!", who will throw the first stone?
Let's form Fists. We're the last gang of this town
Anti everything for ever
Anti everything for ever
Anti everything for ... ever

[Bridge]
Too many shitty bands, too much hype (again) [3x]
Too many shitty ... bands

[Part 2]
"Fuck for school!" is smeared at the bus stop
In incorrect english with Plus-Markt-Edding blurred
From the rain; we're beside – since forever –
Chilling since day and night, the last gang of this town
[Hook]
And the TOP40-Band plays the last song at the Marksmen's Hall
Let the glasses bang. We're the last gang of this town
And when they say "It's over soon!", who will throw the first stone?
Let's form Fists. We're the last gang of this town
Anti everything for ever
Anti everything for ever
Anti everything for ... ever

[Part 3]
No thanks, no need, everything stays the same
Here will be payed 30 years for your own home
My live, my coice, instead of rotting in the dirt for ever
Rather anti everything for now and ever

[Hook]
And the TOP40-Band plays the last song at the Marksmen's Hall
Let the glasses bang. We're the last gang of this town
And when they say "It's over soon!", who will throw the first stone?
Let's form Fists. We're the last gang of this town
Anti everything for ever
Anti everything for ever
Anti everything for ... ever

For ever