But you have to work a little more for that. You can't be a model for free. You have to make a living as an altruist. But of course they come when it's too late. Bordstein, don't talk to us. Where does the spotlight stay? I share cigarettes with you. We drink beer warm like the night. Where are our shops? Where is our city? The bars we love have remained dark. And again at 11 o'clock they come without sirens. Because the residents want us to leave. Lim! Lim! Where should we go? Hin! Hin! When the housing companies with the big names have closed all the bars. Lonely as under the moon. Everything is quiet and uninhabited. Stay awake for a while. New money makes everything flat. As if nothing has a history here. Where are those who lived here? Where are the street prophets? And again at 11 o'clock they come without sirens. Because the residents want us to leave. Lim! Lim! Where should we go? Hin! Hin! When the housing companies with the big names have closed all the bars. Lim! Lim! No more sirens in the night. They made the gray city silver. No more sirens in the night. They made the gray city silver. What else should happen? The residents want us to leave. Lim! Lim! Where should we go? Hin! Hin! When the housing companies with the big names have closed all the bars. Lim! Lim! Where should we go? Hin! Hin! When the housing companies with the big names have closed all the bars. Lim! Lim!