Republika - Józef K.

Today I'm reading in newspaper again
That I've stolen a teddy bear from the shop
And yesterday on the cover
There was my picture when I'm raping

That's the moment when my good humor is over
And like in a gloomy dream
Finally I don't believe myself
Who am I?
What am I doing?

Yeah, yeah - I read this before
I'm a betrayer cause I was betraying
And today again at my conscience
Orchard in a ladies newspaper
The jundgement is forming somewhere again
So I'm waking up
I'm laying down my hands to the handcuffs
This is the printed word
Innocent od guilty again
I know I'm not though
But I still don't believe myself
Who am I?
What am I doing?
Who am I?
What am I doing?

JÓZEF K. - that's true - this is me
JÓZEF K. - how did you all get this information?
JÓZEF K. - there are so many K. in the world!
JÓZEF K. - but why is this me?
Why do you...
Want me...I don't know...
And if I don't have the judgement though
The cell is building by itself
And if I'm not handcuffed though
Please, do not look at my shoes
This is common slander
But the judgement is there and his alive
Kafka Józef is alive
He knew that
I feel it
He knew that
I feel it

JÓZEF K. - that's true - this is me
JÓZEF K. - how did you all get this information?
JÓZEF K. - there are so many K. in the world!
JÓZEF K. - how did you all get this information?
JÓZEF K. - that's true - this is me
JÓZEF K. - how did you all get this information?
JÓZEF K. - there are so many K. in the world!
JÓZEF K. - but why is this me?

But why is this me?
Why do you want me?
But why me?
But why me?
Why do you want me?