[Music: R. Grapow, Lyrics: M. Kiske] I've been told in the name of something I've got to know what it means to play the game Too many faces around they're talking They play their parts oh, so well but who's to blame Back on the streets, that's where we are Building a fortress of power, yeah! We're coming You know better than me the rules are: Getting better or fat in the mania It's good to know who is who in our game The speed is faster, it's harder to see where we are Back on the streets. . . Please Mister Know-how just bring me the news I'm waiting so long for you telling me all you can tell There's one thing about you, you're dying to prove The master plan is yours and living with knowledge is hell Back on the streets. . .