Translation gone bad

Okay, I've got another case of translation gone bad courtesy of German radio. I've now been moved into even more temporary temporary housing...it's just one big hierarchy of stairwell living for me these days. I think I may have found an apartment, but it won't be available for a few weeks, so I had to move into the real bachelor officers' quarters. What does that mean? No tv, no carpets, no nothing. So, I'm probably going to break down buy a 220 volt radio. Luckily, though, I've been able to borrow one for the time being, thus making it possible for me to provide you with the following German radio gem, sung in english. My friends, the chorus goes like this, ballad-style: "Why don't we just breaaaaaaak up. I mean let's breeeeeeeak up. I never liked your style, ANY-waaaaaaay." This makes M.'s vote for the worst lyrics ever, LFO's "Summer Girl" sound like an absolute MASTERPIECE. (In case you're drawing a blank, "Summer Girl" included the classic line, "I like to wear Abercrombie & Fitch, Chinese food makes me sick".) Well, at least it rhymes I guess! Anyway, if you know how to get in touch with the Grammy Awards committee, give me a call...this is killing me!