If life was a trumped-up-story
We´d be cowboys or rockstars
We could stage our own legend
And then emigrate to mars
If fiction was our guide we could live gunsliger style
Thank god we don´t believe in ifs
Cause if we would we´d die like Billy the Kid
Like the raindrop becomes a river and the river becomes an ocean
We all still don´t give a ****
Everybody sing
We all still don´t give a ****
Come on
We all still don´t give a ****
Everybody sing
We all don´t believe in ifs
Damn right
If we´d change everything we are
We all could be superstars
If we wouldn´t need a good advice
We´d let the dice decide
If we´d drink alcohol all day we could write like Hemingway
Thank god we we don´t believe in ifs
'Cause if we would we´d die like Bon Scott did
Like the raindrop becomes a river and the river becomes an ocean
We all still don´t give a ****
...
We don´t give a ****
We don´t give a ****
We don´t give a ****
Say what
Say what
Say what
We don´t give a ****
We don´t give a ****
We don´t give a ****
Say what
Say what
Say what
Like the raindrop becomes a river and the river becomes an ocean
We all still don´t give a ****