For the Trendsetters

The summer wind is blowing away
On a September evening when all’s adrifting
All the heads adrift, all the hearts
I worry for the wind for it’s wasted
All the heads and hearts are just flowing
Nothing opposes and it robs of all the fun
When one head hits on the wall,
It says it’s in its destiny
It’s fine as long as it’s for its country
How narrow can you be not to know it, it shrugs
How can you live without it?

Perhaps just stand in the middle of the road
Wear a knicker stitched with the colour of the flag
Stop drifting a while and tell passers-by
We belong together, we belong to the same shithole
And when the wind slows down or goes crazy
Blame it on the weather and cry like an ugly baby
And the summer wind is blowing away
On a September evening when all’s adrifting

We belong together and we know each other
So when you talk about the larger things
What the narrow minds cannot even imagine
We know you’re just being an asshole
Take a dump wherever you halted
That way, nobody will come in your place again
Yet you will not know why
And the summer wind is blowing away
On a September evening when all’s adrifting

All you do is to make more craps out of the listlessness
Out of pride, out of loyalty, out of stupidity
And maybe get a prize from the president of the wind department
And the shits cannot even believe your asses
And the summer wind is blowing away
On a September evening when all’s adrifting