You terrorize all of your friends
with your smart-ass knowing bests.
'Cause you're better than the rest.
When you're closest to yourself
you're close to the end.
Everything comes back to you.
Do lunch or be lunch. You only want to care
for your self-important grin. You think losing is a sin.
All that glitters isn't gold. The ice is getting thin.
Keep your pearls of wisdom to yourself!

BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Everybody is on fire.
BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Nut up or shut up!
BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Tonight your pride is to expire.
Count down from ten to death!

Your posh clothes are only the best.
Fine feathers make fine birds.
You're so rich it even hurts.
You don't care whether Indian children
made your high-class shirts.
A greedy, nasty bragger's what you are.
All you've got is just your daddy's house,
your daddy's boat, your daddy's swimming pool.
But your daddy's just a fool.
Giving speeches, long lectures is really not that cool.
Good fucking manners is all you need.

BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Everybody is on fire.
BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Nut up or shut up!
BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Tonight your pride is to expire.
Count down from ten to death!

(Solo Jan)
(Solo Matthes)
(Solo Jan)
(Solo Matthes)

You terrorize all of your friends
with your smart-ass knowing bests.
'Cause you're better than the rest.
When you're closest to yourself
you're close to the end.
Everything comes back to you.
Do lunch or be lunch. You only want to care
for your self-important grin. You think losing is a sin.
All that glitters isn't gold. The ice is getting thin.
Keep your pearls of wisdom to yourself!

BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Everybody is on fire.
BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Nut up or shut up!
BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Tonight your pride is to expire.
Count down from ten…

BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Everybody is on fire.
BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Nut up or shut up!
BLESS YOUR SOUL! - Tonight your pride is to expire.
Count down from ten to death!

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