Accident Waiting to Happen (Red Stars Version)

I've always been impressed with a girl
Who can sing for her supper and get breakfast as well
That's the way I am, heaven help me
He said, 'We don't like peace campaigners 'round here'
As he nailed another one to the wall
And that's what gets me in trouble, heaven help me

Goodbye and good luck to all the rubbish that
You've spoken
Goodbye and good luck to all the promises
You've broken
Your life has lost its dignity, its beauty, and its passion,
You're an accident waiting to happen

There you are standing at the bar
And you're giving me grief about the D-D-R
And that chip on your shoulder gets bigger as you
Get older
One of these nights you're gonna get caught,
It'll give you a pregnant pause for thought
You're a dedicated swallower of fascism

Time up and time out for all the liberties you've taken
Time up and time out for all the friends that
You've forsaken
If you choose to waste away like death is back in fashion
You're an accident waiting to happen

And my sins are so unoriginal
I have all the self-loathing of a wolf in sheep's clothing
In this carnival of carnivores
Heaven help me