Jennifer Rostock U.S.
Wir Sind Alle Nicht von Hier

I am not from here, you are not from here
We are not from here, none of us are from here
It’s all about the person, what are passes made of paper?
We share this earth, c’mon, let’s share a beer

I am not from here, you are not from here
We are not from here, none of us are from here
Life is a trip and happiness a souvenir
We share this earth, c’mon, let’s share a beer

There’s no bread for the world, we’re choking on our cake
And as long as the others are evil, we belong to the good
Europe is a garden plot – a peaceful society
We celebrate our hospitality – and alone, preferably

We build walls out of fear – we build on barbed wire and Frontex
How wrong is every person’s word in this context?
Europe is a garden plot – a fenced-in place
But whoever digs ditches, will dig graves – what we’re doing is murder

I am not from here …

The anger of those concerned with normal, sloshes in collected words
Out of their glasses, out of the bars into the streets everywhere
Maybe it’d be easier to figure out the real reasons
But it’s much easier to find a scapegoat

So they don’t think twice, grab the torches
There’s another asylum hostel burning every week
The applause drives Söder, Seehofer and Scheuer behind the platform
But whoever kindles with words, is to blame for the fire

I am not from here …