useless europeans

go back to sleep

you've seen all there is to see

you've used up all your freedom

go back to sleep

you've been all that you can be

a useless european

it's a pretty house

you're a pretty girl

and it's a pretty life that you've got

outside your pretty walls

there's an ugly world

where there's no skin left for new scars

we live in houses of glass

our pockets are holes

and there's a worthless currency

in the central bank of our souls

go back to sleep

dream a new dream

no more europeans