Cy was a New York roach  Went to JFK  Had to fly away    Cy came to Frankfurt town  Started looking round  For a home again    Found a place  A dump full of rubble, trash and mould  Air-raid pad  A wreck of heavy metal souls    Here's a chip, here's a beer back from yesteryear  Here's a condom as a snack, hey this place is whack  There's a hole in the wall for a sleeping place  There's a smelly little things in a guitar case  I'm a fan of the band, yhough they play like hell  'cause the chaos they create is my roach motel    Cy drunk a lot of beer  Metal in his ears  Made him deaf and fat    Dried junk food in the floor  Porno mags and more  This is what it's at    Party time  The band is on tour all the place is mine  Call my friends  The vermin of Frankfurt rules tonight    Here's a chip, here's a beer back from yesteryear  Here's a condom as a snack, hey this place is whack  There's a hole in the wall for a sleeping place  There's a smelly little things in a guitar case  I'm a fan of the band, yhough they play like hell  'cause the chaos they create is my roach motel    My! Insects in the drum  Olaf found the scum  Panic in the band    Die! Kill the fucking bags  Eating all our drugs  Crawling in our pants    What the hell?  I thought Geremia was my friend  Killing now!  My extermination round the band    Here's a chip, here's a beer back from yesteryear  Here's a condom as a snack, hey this place is whack  There's a hole in the wall for a sleeping place  There's a smelly little things in a guitar case  I'm a fan of the band, yhough they play like hell  'cause the chaos they create is my roach motel  Was a fan of the band, though they play like hell  Now I'm leaving for a new rockin' roach motel