Lindemann - Mathematik [feat. Haftbefehl] (English Translation) lyrics

[Intro: Lindemann]
f*ck f*ck f*ck!
f*ck! f*ck! f*ck!
f*ck! f*ck! f*ck her hard

[Verse 1: Lindemann]
I never wanted to go to school
I rather wanted to watch TV
Instead of adding stupid sums
Or subtracting or dividing
You won’t need any calculating
Why should I still think so much?
Why torturing oneself with numbers?
While there are machines to count money

[Pre-Chorus: Lindemann]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck her hard
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
Algebra is not important

[Chorus: Lindemann]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck her hard
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
Algebra is not important

[Verse 2: Lindemann]
I never wanted to go to school
Calculating roots, counts, integration
Geometry and these quotients
They are f*cking useless later

[Verse 3: Haftbefehl]
Joint in the corner of my mouth
And I’m on my way to school
Eyes red like tomatoes
Kool Savas LMS in my walkman, whore
[LMS by Kool Savas is a famous classic of oldschool German rap]
What Algebra, b*tch?
I only know street maths
I learnt calculating by selling hash and weed
I put it on the scale and you pay me

[Pre-Chorus: Lindemann]
Finally we need to write a test
The teacher is happy when we suffer
I only say what everybody thinks
You can skip on that maths crap

[Chorus: Lindemann]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck her hard
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
Algebra is not important

[Verse 4: Haftbefehl]
Back then I came to school
But I was three weeks too late
My teacher said: Who are you?
I was like: Ah what are you trying to tell me?
I packed my bag full of drugs
Back then I was only fifteen
I threw my chair out of the window
And said: Bye, you sons of b*tches

[Bridge: Lindemann]
One plus one is two, two plus two is four
I don’t need to know more, yeah, that’s enough for me
Why torturing oneself with numbers?
While there are machines to count bucks

[Verse 5: Lindemann]
There are so many know-it-alls, that know it all
Those know-it-alls, they should f*ck off
They can get together in their maths club
Have good grades, but sh*tty clothes

[Pre-Chorus: Lindemann & Haftbefehl]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck her hard
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
Algebra is not important

[Chorus: Lindemann]
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck her hard
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck maths
Algebra is not important

[Outro]
We weigh money, we don’t need to calculate (no)
We weigh money
We weigh money, we don’t need to calculate (no)