There is fear in my mind that I don't want to show   The anxiety burns and as far as I know   I will never be ruled for I do what I like   As I'm giving myself to the crowd    I give birth to the words that dwell out of my mouth   But you won't understand, you just hear the sound   Counting the beats while you´re moving your feet   Cause the measure is never the same    You are looking at me the way wolves look at sheep   You hunger for flesh, you want me to bleed   Another failed sucker is killing my nerves with   We like the music, we like the disco sound, hey!"    So please tell me if I'm expecting too much   I'm a little impatient, I give it a rush   But the folks that surround me would never get right with my kind   We like the disco sound, hey!"    The day will come my friend that I will cut off your ears   Remember my words   But somehow it depends on grandfather's razorblades   And I will find it someday