You're moving? Hipp hurray!
we're finally getting rid of you and your noise and your "hey"

You're always nagging about freedom and strife
you who only see yourself and your own life.

End of the groan about your quiet TV
with threehundred and six inches, I certainly see.

With your pounding music, without a cause.
only the bass, only because

You're moving? Finally!
you horrible fiend, always the one or the other party

You're moving? I'm glad.
you'd be joking if you think I'll be sad.

just hoping the now ones are not as... bad.