Jeden Samstag [English translation]

They laugh and they clap and they gossip and they talk

about lust, frustration, men, children, jobs and about anyone

who strolls along the road in front of the cafe

The whole neighbourhood will be expertly analysed

Sweetner in a decaffeinated macchiato

in between laughter in razor sharp vibrato

then only a whisper in conspiratorial tones

Marlboro lights,

So they sit and chatter and

and they differ little from the roosting chickens

You've definately seen them, you already know them

They are the girls from the

Every saturday they sit together

Women beside each other, everytime the same

They praise and curse many a long dead flames (??)

• Artist:Wise Guys