Crisis Management of the Special Kind

We may not know how to say…
It but we’ve something to say
While the Dow Jones index is plummeting
We simply lift you up to a higher realm,
This fucking crisis of the special kind
In our music things like recession don’t exist
Here, four, six, six strings, drums, paper (are in the rising market)
The tendency for loud music is following an upward trend
We don’t let depression eat away at us
Because we know that
Your hearth, your ears, thats’s enough to
Instead of investing in gold, we stay gold
Anyway, you download, you’re right
Best things in life are for free,
Are you in the doubt? You will see
Now, you know,
After 10 years playing a kind of (punk)
We’ve never shit our pants
Because,
We’re alone, no gain, no pain
Please never try to play in vain