This is another of my favorite songs. Translations of the lyrics is included.
Translation by katya
For my dinner, I eat gold bars
Diamond dessert, oil cream
My name is Beelzebub, master of the stratosphere
I'm way too cool, respect for me has no measure
In my left hand a "Snickers", in my right hand a "Mars"
My PR manager is Karl Marx
In my left hand, "Snickers", in my right hand, "Mars"
My PR manager is Karl Marx
Capital! Capital! Capital! Capital!
I eat cities, drinking them down with seas
My beard eclipses the sky
The thunder, wind and rains
Ministers and leaders lick my boots
In my left hand a "Snickers", in my right hand a "Mars"
My PR manager is Karl Marx
My face is Madonna, inside of rotten pears
All on your knees! Orchestra, flourish!
Capital! Capital! Capital! Capital!
