100 Miles per hour on the highway
I don’t know how fast I really drive (really drive)
100 Miles per hour going nowhere
I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care about me ... ters
Cruising through the USA
With nothing than a big pale ale
Step down the accelerator
Who’s that funny sign creator?
Huge numbers without sense
This is getting real intense
Faster, faster, always faster
The motor louder than a ghetto blaster
100 Miles per hour on the highway
I don’t know how fast I really drive (really drive)
100 Miles per hour going nowhere
I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care about me ... ters
(The) fuel gauge is in the red
Carburetors roar in duet
It's time for fresh fracked oil
From good old American soil
Eight burgers to take away
Had no meat yet since today
Huge! Great! Always more!
Until everything’s out of control!
100 Miles per hour on the highway
I don’t know how fast I really drive (really drive)
100 Miles per hour going nowhere
I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care about me ... ters
100 Miles per hour on the highway
I don’t know how fast I really drive (really drive)
100 Miles per hour going nowhere
I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care about me ... ters
Is it a 6 or is it a 9
It depends on where you stand
Make a step to the left and step to the right
Dancing Rock ’n’ Roll under the moonlight
Call me on the number 609
Then we have another really good time
Oh, is it a 6 or is it a 9
It depends on where you stand
Go for the 6, listen to the 6
Crucifix, 666!
But the 9 is mine, what a design
A bottle of wine, 999!
6 little pigs in the politics
Number of the beast, 666!
Frankenstein in Lichtenstein on Amphetamine
Who wrote this line?
Is it a 6 or is it a 9
It depends on where you stand
Make a step to the left and step to the right
Dancing Rock ’n’ Roll under the moonlight
Call me on the number 609
Then we have another really good time
Oh, is it a 6 or is it a 9
It depends on where you stand
(Gitarren Solo)
Can you fix a wall of bricks
With chopsticks, 666!
Wine and dine with your valentine
In your bloodline, nein nein nein!
Asterix and Obelix try aerobics, 666!
Sweet Caroline snorts a white line
In the Turnverein of Neuschwanstein
Is it a 6 or is it a 9
It depends on where you stand
Make a step to the left and step to the right
Dancing Rock ’n’ Roll under the moonlight
Call me on the number 609
Then we have another really good time
Oh, is it a 6 or is it a 9
It depends on where you stand
Oh, is it a 6 or is it a 9
It depends on where you stand
Make a step to the left and step to the right
Dancing Rock ’n’ Roll under the moonlight
Call me on the number 609
Then we have another really good time
Is it a 6 or is it a 9
It depends on where you stand!
IT DEPENDS ON WHERE THE FUCK YOU STAND!
He is lonely out there, in the middle of nowhere
He wants to be a star
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
Who's that goose, I got the feeling he's around
I loose my blues when I hear that awful sound
Who’s that goose, I loose my blues
My hips they shake, my bones they break
When I hear that noise
This qwi and kwa, oh yeah aha, his terrible voice
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is riding his rubber boat all over the see
Playing his blues harp just for me
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
Minute after minute, day after day
Night after night, I really hope he goes away
Never try to stop him, never blame his rhyme!
Never criticize him, never say not fine!
My hips they shake, my bones they break
When I hear that voice
This qwi and kwa, oh yeah aha, his terrible voice
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is riding his rubber boat all over the see
Playing his blues harp just for me
He is riding his rubber boat all over the see
Playing his blues harp just for me
(Weehaa - Drum Solo)
(gefolgt von Bass Solo)
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo, Gonzo The Goose
He is Gonzo the goose and he sings the blues
His name is Gonzo!
Gonzo The Goose!
Turn it louder! Turn it louder!
Turn it louder! Turn it louder!
I am not loud enough!
Louder, turn it louder!
I am not loud enough!
Louder, turn it louder!
You say my amp is way too loud
I shall turn the master down
We play neither pop nor jazz
Turn the fucking volume up!
(The) feedback from my microphone
Well, that’s not a problem of mine!
Give me more voice on my monitor
I can't hear my-fucking-self!
Turn it louder! Turn it louder!
Turn it louder! Turn it louder!
I am not loud enough!
Louder, turn it louder!
I am not loud enough!
Louder, turn it louder!
Louder, louder, loooooooooooouder
Turn it louder! Turn it louder!
Turn it louder! Turn it louder!
I am not loud enough!
Louder, turn it louder!
I am not loud enough!
Louder, turn it louder!
Listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
Oh baby listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I tell you how to brush your teeth
I tell you how to pee
I tell you what to cook at night
And which movie to see
I am your operating force
I know what’s good for you
Follow my instructions and I’ll tell you what to do
Ha - listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
Oh baby listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
Go there, do that, never look around
You are my slave don’t you ever doubt
I am your operating force, you belong to me
Don’t you dare to resist me
I’ll never set you free
Hahaha - listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
Oh baby listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
Well listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
Oh baby listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
Your nose, your nose, YOUR NOOOOOOSE
Listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
Oh baby listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
Well listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
Oh baby listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
Oh listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
Oh baby listen, I got your nose (I got your nose)
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I got your nose, I got your nose, I got your nose
I got your nose, I got your nose, your fucking nose.
Un, deux, trois, quattre!
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif
I had an idea for a text
(I am so glad, I am so glad)
Words are what should follow next
(I feel so bad, I feel so bad)
I fail to put the words, into the right order
When I try to make a rhyme, all I get is ....
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Want to express a feeling
(I am so deep, I am so deep)
All my lines are nonsense
(It is so cheap, it is so cheap)
Oh well I really don’t care
Let’s use those crappy lyrics
No one gets it anyway, all they hear is ....
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
(Gitarren Solo)
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif and he wants Rock ‘n’ Roll
Le p’tit bouif il est vif
AND HE WANTS ROCK ‘N’ ROLL!
Aiaiaiaaaaammmmhhh
Mr Magic Hands
You better know the fuckin’ man
With the rhythm in his blood
He’s rockin’ fucking real good
With the door on the floor
In his fucking record store
With a Christmas tree in his but
Don’t ask me fucking what?
Mr Magic hands he plays in a band
Tell me 1, 2, 3 who could it be
Go for Mr Magic Hands
Go for Mr Magic Hands
His hands smell fuckin’ nice
His hands smell fuckin’ good
I wonder where he goes
This motherfucking god
But all I really know, but all I really know
He wants to see all your hands in the air
Mr Magic hands I am your biggest fan
Tell me 4, 5, 6 you will fix these chicks
Go for Mr Magic Hands
Go for Mr Magic Hands
Go for Mr Magic Hands
Go for Mr Magic Hands
Yolo bitch, he’s not rich
But I love him and he loves me
We both love each other
I am glad he’s not my mother
But you fucker’s what I like
What I really, really like
For me his smell is belle
For all the others it is hell
Mr Magic hands go fuck your rhymes
Tell me 7, 8, 9 your ass is mine
Fake, Fail And Disaster
Who is gonna be your master
Take a garage, trash and Rock ’n’ Roll
Rock until the neighbors call
Mr Magic hands he’s going away
He takes the motherfuckers and he fucks them away
Go for Mr Magic Hands
Go for Mr Magic Hands
Go for Mr Magic Hands
Go!
We are no stars, we play in bars
Wild situations, in small locations
Underground they like it loud
You’re not our fan? Don’t give a damn!
We are proud even if there’s only one in the crowd
We’ll knock your socks off until you shout
Huh, the stage is not a limitation to our show
You are not spared, if you hide yourself behind the front row
You will shiver from your head down to your toe
When the guy in blue is looking for you
We are no stars, baby and we got no destinations
We are no stars, baby and we got no destinations
Fake, Fail, And, Disaster,
who is gonna be your master
We are no stars, baby and we got no destinations
There’s a sheep on the floor we can’t ignore
Bob Harley never stops ‘till the Joint drops
Thanks to us, about the Maggots you heard
Who horribly failed to take over the world
We saved King Kongs life with our vital advice
Now he knows that this bitch is as cold as ice
We are no stars, baby and we got no destinations
We are no stars, baby and we got no destinations
Fake, Fail, And, Disaster,
who is gonna be your master
We are no stars, baby and we got no destinations
We are no stars, got no destinations
No stars, no destinations, baby
We are no stars, got no destinations
No stars, no destinations, baby
No destinations, baby
No destinations, baby!
Hemorrhoids are also spelled haemorrhoids
A structure in your anal canal
In their normal state they help with stool control
A disease when swollen or inflamed
Internal ones, they often result
In a painless, bright red rectal bleeding
External ones, they’re hanging out
The result is pain in your Anus
I got pain in the ass, pain in the ass
I got pain in the ass, pain in the ass
The exact cause still remains unknown
But some factors are believed to be involved
This may include constipation or diarrhea
Sit’ on the toilet for a long time
Diagnosis is made by looking at this area
A rectal exam may be performed
To detect rectal tumors, polyps, enlarged prostate
This exam is not possible without pain
I got pain in the ass, pain in the ass
I got pain in the ass, pain in the ass
(Cowbell Solo)
Internal ones, they often result
In a painless, bright red rectal bleeding
External ones, they’re hanging out
The result is pain in your Anus
I got pain in the ass, pain in the ass
I got pain in the ass, pain in the ass
I got pain in the ass, pain in the ass
I got pain in the ass, pain in the ass
I got pain in the ass
Pain in the ass, pain in the ass,
pain in the aaaaasss!
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
Let me tell you a story ‘bout a hole and glory
I will never feel sorry ‘bout what I’ve done
Last night I fell in love
When I raised my head above
I saw her on the stage
She seemed to be enraged
She was with another man
She thought I was his fan
Until I proved her my love
When we met back stage above
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
She whispered in myhead
I followed the words she said
I will never regret the sin
When I plugged gently in
The other man, he came back
And shouted “What the fuck?”
He said that he’s the star
“What are you doing with my guitar?”
“Hands off of my instrument
Or you will get imprisonment
And now piss off but quick
Or I will let you lick my pick”
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
(Gitarren Solo)
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
Plug it in, but plug it in gently
Turn me on, as hard as you can
Slide (it) up and down, ‘till you hear me scream
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
Plug it in
(Plug it in, plug it in, plug it in, plug it in)
Turn me on
(Turn me on, turn me on, turn me on, turn me on)
Slide up and down
(Slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up)
You’ll have a whole lot of fun
Plug it in
(Plug it in, plug it in, plug it in, plug it in)
Turn me on
(Turn me on, turn me on, turn me on, turn me on)
Slide up and down
(Slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up)
You’ll have a whole lot of fun!
You’ll have a whole lot of fun!
You’ll have a whole lot of fun!
I'm sitting on my highchair
Waving all my long hair
Presenting all my muscles
With tanning oil skin care
Every girl that passes me
Gets a dirty mind for free
Even all the boys are howling
If they see me while they're drowning
If there is a life in danger
I'm the hero for the strangers
Boys you’re all invited too
I also bring the joy to you
I am your hero
All the ladies jump for joy!
Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, uuh-huu)
Come on girls It’s amazing Poolboy, yeah
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
Chiquita, Chiquita
Bring me my margherita
The more drinks you bring
The better I swim
I can see your bee, baa, bookaa
Buttocks, boobies and bazooka
If you have something to hide
I will teach you, get some pride!
If you want or not
I’ll go fishing in the pot
Like a cowboy at the pool
Oh my god I’m so cool
And I have a tattoo
(on my ass, you wanna see it?)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, uuh-huu)
Come on girls It’s amazing Poolboy, yeah
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
Hello boy, how old are you?
Way too young for this porn magazine!
Now get out of my little shop!
And don’t you steal this lollipop!
So my little piggy, don’t act like a fool!
Go play with the other kids at the pool!
Call me master of the headlocks,
King of the candy stocks,
Chief of the paddling pool,
Boss in the whirlpool
I am almost ten, I’ve got more than just a pen
I’m way more man, than barbies lover ken
Little cheeky, way not weaky
Lumberjack, silverback
Oh, the first pubic hair
Ladies be prepared!
I’ve mastered kung fu!
All the kids twist his tits!
Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, uuh-huu)
Come on girls It’s amazing Poolboy, yeah
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Uh Poolboy!)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
POOOLBOY, POOOLBOY, POOOLBOY
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy uuh-huu)
Lagerfeuer-Szenerie
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
He's the Poolboy, he's the Poolboy
(Poolboy, Poolboy, Poolboy)
Ahhh