Lyrics:

My name is Tom and I'm funky
(Beatsteaks, Beatsteaks, Beatsteaks, Beatsteaks)

I won't shake my ass
I won't rock the desk
I won't hold a mask
And I do confess

I come clean
I use vaseline
So fuck the scene
Know what I mean?
Know what I mean?

Oh my god, this band is tight
Oh my god, I cannot hide
I'm not ready to rock.
I'm not ready to rock.
Oh my god, this band is tight
Oh my god

Come on
I'm not ready to rock.
Come on
I'm not ready to rock.
Come on
I'm not ready to rock.
Come on
So fuck the scene

Running away
Running away
Running away