歌词
(Verse 1)
In Sindelfingen factory, where the cars are made,
A project with ten robots, should’ve been a quick parade,
But months turned to a year, chaos every day,
New managers every month, changing what they say.
Georg was there, counting every dime,
Trying to save his money, watching every line,
But the plans kept shifting, no clear path in sight,
In this whirlwind project, nothing was going right.
(Chorus)
Ten robots, a simple task, turned into a year-long fight,
New managers each month, added to the plight,
Georg trying to save his cash, in the Sindelfingen light,
Chaos ruled the project, day turned into night.
(Verse 2)
Every new manager, brought a brand new plan,
Tearing up the old one, starting once again,
Engineers frustrated, trying to keep up pace,
In this endless cycle, it felt like a race.
Robots stood in silence, waiting for the cue,
While the team was scrambling, not knowing what to do,
Georg kept on hoping, the budget wouldn’t break,
In this storm of changes, how much more to take?
(Chorus)
Ten robots, a simple task, turned into a year-long fight,
New managers each month, added to the plight,
Georg trying to save his cash, in the Sindelfingen light,
Chaos ruled the project, day turned into night.
(Verse 3)
Crooked roofs on cars, every placement wrong,
The line was in disorder, the wait was far too long,
Precision was a myth, in the shifting sands,
With every new instruction, slipped right through our hands.
Dreams of efficiency, lost in the shuffle,
Each month’s new leader, brought only more trouble,
Georg holding tight, to every single cent,
In the whirlwind of the project, wondering where it went.
(Chorus)
Ten robots, a simple task, turned into a year-long fight,
New managers each month, added to the plight,
Georg trying to save his cash, in the Sindelfingen light,
Chaos ruled the project, day turned into night.
