Kraftklub cranks up the everyday absurdity on Kippenautomat, a track from their fifth album Sterben in Karl-Marx-Stadt that’s got fans buzzing ahead of its full drop tomorrow, November 28, 2025, through Eklat Tonträger, and it lands like that nagging itch for a smoke at 3 a.m., all wired energy and wry digs at how we numb the noise.
The band has a knack for turning small frustrations into anthems that stick, and this one fits right in with their signature punk-rock bite mixed with indie hooks. Picture Felix Kummer’s vocals snarling over driving guitars and a rhythm section that pushes like you’re pacing a dimly lit street, capturing that restless pull of late-night cravings in a post-industrial town.
Kippenautomat zeros in on the cigarette machine as this absurd symbol of fleeting relief, weaving in themes of isolation, routine escapes, and the quiet chaos of Chemnitz life—old Karl-Marx-Stadt vibes clashing with modern disconnection. It’s got that raw, observational edge they’ve honed since Mit K, but sharper now, like a snapshot from the road they’ve been on for over a decade. No deep annotations out yet since lyrics are still trickling in, but early listens hint at bars that mock the hunt for a fix while unpacking bigger hangs like stagnation and the urge to break free.
This slots into Sterben in Karl-Marx-Stadt’s 12-track sprawl as a 10th one, kicking off the deeper cuts after the explosive opener Schief in jedem Chor, which they debuted at that surprise Chemnitz gig back in May. The album’s whole deal is a love letter to their hometown’s gritty underbelly—dying dreams in a place renamed but never quite rebooted—with songs that bounce from sarcastic party rants to introspective punches, all clocking around 40 minutes of no-filler rock that feels like a long exhale.
Kraftklub’s hitting this sweet spot in their run, fresh from showing up at those tense CSD events in the East to stand against the noise, and with a massive 2026 tour locked in—18 halls plus open airs across Germany, Austria, and beyond. It’s been five years since their last full swing, and this feels like them reclaiming the stage on their terms, trading some early wildness for stories that cut deeper without losing the fire.
Dive into the Kippenautomat lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other Sterben in Karl-Marx-Stadt tracks for more of Kraftklub’s sharp hometown heart.
| Lead Vocals | Kummer & Karl Schumann |
| Songwriter | Kummer, Flo August & Karl Schumann |
| Music Producer | Flo August |
| Label | EKLAT Tonträger |
| Release Date | November 28, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | EKLAT Tonträger |
| Translation | Kippenautomat (English Translation) by Kraftklub |
Lyrics of Kippenautomat by Kraftklub
[Intro]
(Da-da, Da-da, Da-da-da-da-da)
(Da-da, Da-da, Da-da-da-da-da)
(Da-da, Da-da, Da-da-da-da-da)
(Da-da, Da-da, Da-da-da-da)
Seitdem Du Weg Bist, Hat Sich Hier Einiges Getan
Da Sind Kaum Noch Tags Und Scratches In Den Scheiben Dieser Bahn
Ich Hab’ Dich Jeden Tag Vermisst Und Mich Jeden Tag Gefragt
Ob Sich Das Irgendwann Noch Einmal Ändert Mit Den Jahr’n [Refrain: Felix]
Doch Jedes Glas In Dieser Bar
Jeder Strauch In Diesem Park
Jeder Stein Auf Dieser Straße
Jeder Kippenautomat Schreit Dein’n Nam’n [Strophe 2: Karl]
Das Dach Ist Neugemacht, Der Ganze Block Ist Renoviert
An Unsrem Alten Platz Sitzen Jetzt Andere Als Wir
Doch Egal, Was Du Auch Machst, Egal, Was Auch Passiert
Diese Gottverfluchte Stadt, Sie Hängt Immer Noch An Dir [Refrain: Felix]
Denn Jedes Glas In Dieser Bar
Jeder Strauch In Diesem Park
Jeder Stein Auf Dieser Straße
Jeder Kippenautomat Schreit Dein’n Nam’n [Post-Refrain]
(Da-da, Da-da, Da-da-da-da-da)
(Da-da, Da-da, Da-da-da-da-da)
(Da-da, Da-da, Da-da-da-da-da)
(Da-da, Da-da, Da-da-da-da) [Bridge: Felix]
Ganz Egal, Was Du Auch Machst, Egal, Was Auch Passiert
Diese Gottverfluchte Stadt, Sie Hängt Immer Noch An Dir
[Outro: Felix]
Ganz Egal, Was Du Auch Machst, Egal, Was Auch Passiert
Diese Gottverfluchte Stadt, Sie Hängt Immer Noch An Dir
