Lyrics:

The character which we need They live all in common And without self-interest But we kill them to get the cash Don't you think that is trash? We respect the cunning of a fox But our weekend trip is it's death We hunt them with happiness And they never get away We woul like to have Nine lives of a cat But we run it over - just once We envy the birds They are free what we wish to be ...what we wish to be But we shoot at them ...we shoot at them We love them and respect them We hunt them and we shoot them We keep them and we feed them We hunt them and we kill them Man is just a sly animal Compare him with all others And you will see, he couldn't be a friend