Lyric Dirt

There s a body lying in the street
It s lying there almost a week
There s a body in the street
The dead rest of a human being
Dirt made by others
Dirt made by others
There s a body in the street
It seems to be forgotten here
There s a body in the street
Not of a Kind I d like to meet
Dirt made by others, it s not my job!
Dirt made by others, I won t clean it up!
There s a body in the Sihl
Drifted down from Rapperswil
A peaceful body, it won t crawl
That s not my buisness, mot at all!
Dirt made by others, it s not my job!
Dirt made by others, I won t clean it up!
There s a body on your seat
It s sitting there where you have been
You are so quiet, don t say a word
Well I won t tidy up your dirt
Dirt made by others, it s not my job!
Dirt made by others, I won t clean it up!
Dirt made by others, it s not my job!
Dirt made by others, I won t clean it up!