[False Intro – short raw tape hiss + sudden distorted guitar noise] KRRRACK![Verse 1] They want me quiet, they want me small, They want me smiling against the wall. I open my mouth and the speakers bleed, They cover their ears and beg me to leave.I don’t do soft, I don’t do sweet, I hit the note till it knocks them off their feet. They say “too much”, they say “tone it down”, I turn it up till the whole place drowns.[Pre-Chorus] They want a whisper, I give them a scream, They want a girl, I give them a machine.[Chorus] ZU LAUT! — that’s how I talk! ZU LAUT! — I don’t walk, I shock! If you can’t handle it, cover your ears, Hanna der Stürmer is here for years! ZU LAUT! — this is my sound! ZU LAUT! — shaking the ground! I don’t get smaller to make you feel tall, I get louder — fuck you all![Verse 2] The manager’s sweating, the crowd is confused, They came for a show, now they’re getting abused. Every time they flinch, every time they blink, I push it further till the ceilings sink.They wanted background, they wanted safe, I brought the thunder and the earthquake. They say “be nice”, they say “be cute”, I laugh so hard I blow out the flute.[Bridge – raw, arrogant] You can plug your ears… You can leave the room… But the sound stays with you… Like a permanent bruise.[Final Chorus – even louder] ZU LAUT! — that’s how I talk! ZU LAUT! — I don’t walk, I shock! If you can’t handle it, cover your ears, Hanna der Stürmer is here for years! ZU LAUT! — this is my sound! ZU LAUT! — shaking the ground! I don’t get smaller — I never will, I get louder — that’s the thrill!
