Psychos, freaks, beggars and thieves The circus comes to town Ugly, sick and unclean - pretending That it is your own Silently withering from disease With arrogance I watch you struggle on your knees So, go back to the cardboard city To the gutter and to your self-pity Your destroyed life and malfunctioning mind I won't enrich a contaminated swine I am never going to pity You, begging in the streets Living life in dream, mirage, disorder To fulfil your needs Desperately holding on to a vanity A distorted sanity Hope has always been a drug for the lost But the shattered remnants of life kill your enigmatic search As you wake up, the harsh truth contaminates you And destroys your vision of a better World So, go back to the cardboard city To the gutter and to your self-pity Your destroyed life and malfunctioning mind I won't enrich a contaminated swine I am still to solve the riddle That shows itself all around Disclosure of the fragile human nature Failure's to be found Stern and proud you bear your cross Condemned to Forever feeling lost So, go back to the cardboard city To the gutter and to your self-pity Your destroyed life and malfunctioning mind I won't enrich a contaminated swine