Controller Songtext
von How to Loot Brazil

Hey, controller
Do you really wanna
Die of stubbornness
I thought you′ve got soul
I thought you've got soul
I know you′ve got a heart
But your brain is a mess

Hey, controller
Do you really wanna
Die of stubbornness
I thought you've got soul
I thought you've got soul
I know you′ve got a brain
But your heart is a mess


The summer was bleak and foul
Soaked by a flock of germs
You call it independent
But tell us on what terms
The fall was calm so far
How did it come so far?
You stink like
Booze and charcoal

Hey, big master
Keep telling me
More about the secrets of life
From somebody who sleeps in a pile of trash
In a scummy wrecked trailer
I don′t take advice

You can sit there and talk
Ignore everyone's clues
You′ve been cool once but
Look at you
Now

Soaked by a flock of germs
You call it independent
But tell us on what terms
Hats off to you and your
Die-hard ideals


Lies
Lies
Lies
Lies

Hats off to you and your
Die-hard ideals

Hey, controller
Hey, controller
Hey, controller
Hey, controller