Man the Traps Songtext
von Beecher

Look at her in the eyes
It appears that your demise is near

He doesn′t want to be an overweight miser when he's 74
There′s nothing better than an old man stumbling

I want to see him bring this out (Man the traps!)
His final thoughts: "For this they'll pay" (Man the traps!)

Oh, man, you're old with nothing left


Parasites, draining rights
Muttering incoherently
"Our days" and "these days"
Can′t they just see that things change?

He doesn′t want to be an overweight miser when he's 74
There′s nothing better than an old man stumbling

I want to see him bring this out (Man the traps!)
His final thoughts: "For this they'll pay"

Broken, stinking, rotten
Can′t feel his arms or his legs
And he'll never find hope in this place again
It′s a case of leave or hide and no one knows what to do

Plagued with fear