@AmazingAtheist @DrunkenPeasants #IggyAzalea #qtip Are you ready? I came across the ocean on a subway line, Invited to a wedding party of some friends of mine. North, south, east even west, I knew when I arrived the party would be fresh. So my train stopped at the dock, I felt that it was time to hit the hop, To the hip-hip, the hop you dont stop, Yeah, that party rocked. I wanted something to drink and a bite to eat, A place to go party and rock to the beat. So when I turned the corner, to my surprise I heard a sound that made me realize. I heard a sound when I turned the corner, I knew that, that I was in the corner, I heard the turn the corner what did I hear? A hundred voices shout loud and clear. Thiss what I heard them say: Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder, Bommerlunder eisgekühlt. They said: Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder, Bommerlunder eisgekühlt. Und dazu ein belegtes Brot mit Schinken, Ein belegtes Brot mit Ei. Das sind zwei belegte Brote, Eins mit Schinken, eins mit Ei, Ei, Ei... Check it out They said the formula for feeling fine Is to drink Bommerlunder all the time, So come on you all and youre drinking up, The Bommerlunder kinda make you shake your butt. Oh yeah this drink is right on time, They said a couple of sips and it can blow your mind, You see to drink Bommerlunder you dont need class, You can be a smelly bum sitting on your ass. You can be a king or even a queen And when you drink Bommerlunder youre on the scene. You see, get something to drink and then stand on your head, Bommerlunder rock the living and rock the dead. So get off your seat and rock to the beat To the beat stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp your feet To the Bomme, Bomme, Bomme, Bommerlunder beat. So check it out: Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder, Bommerlunder eisgekühlt. They said: Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder, Bommerlunder eisgekühlt. Und dazu ein belegtes Brot mit Schinken, Ein belegtes Brot mit Ei. Das sind zwei belegte Brote, Eins mit Schinken, eins mit Ei. Toten Hosen in the place to be, All together now. Let me hear you sing: We dont want to, we dont need to Do that New York crap. Were rockers, Punkrockers, And this is how we rap. Its gotta be hard, Its gotta be loud, To make us scream and shout. (Wait, wait, Dummkopfs!) Theres no way you can stop us Once weve started out. You see rapping to the beat is not hard, For me rap-rocking is my job. This stuff youre talking sounds like crap, You dont even understand the meaning of rap. You dont even know how to keep the beat, You all sound like a clown that stare right at me. I can tell by the clothes and the way you look, That you can never ever make it to the fashion-book. But you can giggle, shout and do shit like that, If you cant keep the beat youll never make a rap like this And you dont stop, thats not the way that you rap. You better keep practicing all night long And maybe in a hundred years youll have a hit song. Well Im sick and tired of this Bommerlunder-jive, Going back to New York where the people are alive. So check, check, check it out, Freddy Love is gonna be about. Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder Bommerlunder eisgekühlt... youtube/watch?v=nJFnZ7saYY4
Posted on: Fri, 02 Jan 2015 20:46:18 +0000
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