Versengold’s fiery folk-rock anthem Alte Männer storms in with pounding drums and sing-along hooks, yet its target could not be clearer: the old men perched on the world’s highest peaks of power. The band mixes humor with razor-sharp sarcasm, painting a picture of leaders so wrapped up in ego and nostalgia that they forget everyone else exists.
Line by line, the song fires accusations like warning shots. These old men hoard weapons, money and authority while younger generations pay the price with their lives, homes, peace and dreams. Versengold calls them out for fuelling wars, bleeding the planet dry and even shielding church scandals, all while “caring nothing for our future.” The repeated cry “Ich hab die Schnauze voll” (“I’m fed up”) captures a universal frustration, and the closing reference to an answer “blowing in the wind” tips its hat to Bob Dylan—reminding listeners that real change still depends on voices loud enough to shake those aging thrones.