A keresés eredménye

Nothing is for free

Refrain
Choir: Nothing is for free, nothing is for free,
No beer, no blood sausage
Nothing is for free. (3X)
 
Pastor: Thanks, thanks, thanks.
Dear mourners,
The innkeeper has lost his best customer!
The Nubbel is in the Promised Land.
 
Choir: (Refrain)
 
Pastor: He had been dead for a quarter of an hour
Only then the glas fell off his hand.
 
Choir: (Refrain)
 
Pastor: Then, as he didn't order a new beer
They finally realized
that he was already on his way into God's Hands.
 
Choir: (Refrain)
 
Pastor: John, sitting at the bar beside him
slopped an Asbach* with shock.
 
Choir: Oh, that good stuff, that good stuff!
 
Pastor: Why do the best have to leave first?
Why did he do that to us?
 
Choir: (Refrain)
 
Pastor: Thanks, thanks.
Shall we now bury the Nubbel?
 
Choir: Nay, let's better wait a bit more.
 
Pastor: Tu Nubbulus, Homo rectu in Spiritus sanctus klaptus
What kind of a man was our Nubbel?
 
(Choir scolding)
 
Pastor: Canister full with spirit
Saint Magister in delirium.
 
Choir: Amen
 
Pastor: We remember:
You pleased us so much
Laying now stiff on the slab
Leave beer, schnaps, spritz behind?
You would never have done it in your life.
 
Your favotite word was Cheers
Your livver was three times bigger
To drink with you was a special thing
Only chug-a-lug and ordering the next.
 
You loved to beat the drum
And also loved the girls for fu...(Choir cries out)
You lived like a bon vivant
Thougt all this was for free.
 
You always were on good terms with the police
Many times they were at your home
From time to time you have been in prison
With your true cologne heart
 
Tu Nubbulus, tu Nubbulus,
Poor guy in heaven
No more beer and no more schnaps
Now you finally are at rest
 
P: Canister full with spirit
C: Magister in delirium.
P: I have my quantum of spirit.
C: You really look like that.
 
Choir: There are no more meatballs,
There are no more meatballs,
The hen stopped laying eggs
The hen's bottoms are hurting so much.
 
P: Yes, Amen, Amen
Siren with police
C: Legal limit Aunt breath test.
P: Now you all go home on foot.
C: Otherwise prison in Ossendorf*
 
P: We lick Jesse's ass.
 
C: Amen
 
P: Now walk back home in peace,
Let's sing a little, sensible song
 
Yes, life goes on
No matter how you look at it
The last shirt has no pockets
The big end comes for sure
 

Annemie I can't no more

Annemie I can't no more, I don't want no more
Annemie I can't no more, it doesn't work any more
Annemie I can't no more, things can't go on
Annemie we are out of dough (2x)
 
You say that the Schmitzes now have a second car
A 2CV, just for heading downtown
We have been eating Maggi instant soup for two weeks
And still are paying off for our first car
 
Refrain (1x)
 
I know, the Schmitzes have a new HiFi at home,
Two meters high with laser and radar
You know that I first have to hang the wallpaper
And also think of our bar in the basement
 
Refrain (1x)
 
In winter you want to go to Africa for two weeks
Mombasa, or however that village's name is
For how long do I have to work overtime?
My name is not Schmitz, why can't you understand that?
 
Refrain (1x)
 
Annemie I can't no more, I don't want no more
Annemie I can't no more, it doesn't work any more
Annemie I can't no more, things can't go on
Annemie we are out of dough
Annemie we are out of dough
Annemie, Annemie, Annemie, Annemie
It seems you still are wanting more
 

We're the natives of Trizonesia

My dear friend, my dear friend
The old times are over
Whether you laugh or cry about it
The world keeps moving one, two, three
A small group of diplomats is making the big political decisions today
They are creating zones, modifying states
But what about us right now?
 
We're the natives of Trizonesia1
Hi-dee chim-cheree chim-cheree chim-cheree boom
Our women are wild and passionate
Hi-dee chim-cheree chim-cheree chim-cheree boom
We may not be cannibals2
But we sure know how to kiss
We're the natives of Trizonesia
Hi-dee chim-cheree chim-cheree chim-cheree boom
 
Columbus discovered America
A whole new continent
All the things Marco Polo saw
Were touched by culture afterwards
Sven Hedin traveled to the Himalaya
And walked through hot desert sands
Amundsen reached the North Pole
But nobody had known us before
 
(Chorus)
 
But know this, foreigner
A Trizonesian has a good sense of humour
He's cultivated and intelligent
He's second to none in that regard
Even Goethe is from Trizonesia
It's well known that Beethoven's cradle stood here
No, you won't find these things over in Chinesia
That's why we're proud of our country
 
(Chorus)
 

• 1. Refers to the fact that at the time the song was written, West Germany was split into three zones by the Western Allies -
  American, British and French.
• 2. In other words, 'we're not the monsters you think we were during the Nazi regime'.

Long Saturday in the city's center

Refrain:
Long Saturday in the city's center
Dad and mom go with the kiddy
Walking trough the town
Because they have received money
Long Saturday in the city's center
Kiddy is crying loud
He/She wants another curry sausage
And he/she also has a big thirst
 
There's a rave-up in the city
All the parking decks are full
Everywhere only masses of people
And today they shop like crazy
A little child is crying
Ms. Smith is seeking her little Mary
Conjestion at the chippy
Because fries are always yummy
 
Refrain:
Long Saturday in the city's center...
 
Kiddy wants to have a little doll
'Ask dad' says mom
But he doesn't even listen
Kiddy starts crying
At four o'clock they go have some coffee
Kiddy is smelling a bit
Mom is also tired
Dad is counting his last dough
 
Refrain:
Long Saturday in the city's center
Dad and mom go with the kiddy
Walking trough the town
Because they have received money
Long Saturday in the city's center
Kiddy is almost sleeping
But still in his dream he/she says very silently:
'Kiddy wants a vanilla ice cream'
 

Cologne, our town on the Rhine

Cologne, our town on the Rhine
Home right from the start
Here we were born and we have sworn to be
Faithful to you forever
Because you, you will exist forever,
You will never perish
 

You ... (are the city)

You are the city, we all do dig
You already made us love you as children
You have a lovely smile in your face
You are the woman who cries her eyes out.
 
Grey your hair and so colourful the dress
You have trouble at home, but red fingernails
With a dazzling make-up and the bottoms a bit broad
Fortunately all this suits you well.
 
2. refrain
You are the city, we all do dig
You already made us love you as children
You have a lovely smile in your face
You are the woman who cries her eyes out.
 
As bold as brass, but the heart is good,
A little bit crazy, not worrying about anything,
Good-humored, but it almost get's on one's nerves,
All this we have inherited from you.
 
3. refrain
You are the city, we all do dig
You already made us love you as children
You have a lovely smile in your face
You are the woman who cries her eyes out.
 
refrain: SOLO
 
4. refrain
You are the city at the Rhine, the grey river,
You are in love with your stately cathedral,
You are a virgin and an old woman,
You are our mom and you stay beautiful forever
 
You are the city at the Rhine, the grey river,
You are in love with your stately cathedral,
You are a virgin and an old woman,
You are our mom and you stay beautiful forever
You are our city and you simply are beautiful.
 

France, France

I buy me a baguette
And meet with Jeanette
Claudette is coming, too
Claudette also is very lovable
Baguette, Jeanette, Claudette, so nice, and me
O-la-la-la-la-la!
 
Then we go to the beach
And lie there in the sand
I smoke a cigaret
With Jeanette and Claudette
Baguette, Jeanette, Claudette, a cigaret, and me
O-la-la-la-la-la!
 
France, France
France, France
France, France
France
 
I wake up and I am shocked:
My cigarets are gone!
And so is the baguette.
Where are Jeanette and Claudette?
Cigarets, baguette, Jeanette, Claudette are gone!
O-la-la-la-la-la!
 
Good evening, mister police inspector!
O-la-la - You have arrived already!
Do you already know who has done it?
Umm, so the case is solved.
Hey inspector, is already here, aha, all solved, and me,
O-la-la-la-la-la!
 
France, France
France, France
France, France
France
 
Hey, hello mister peeper!
Let's go, we'll have a police questioning!
Are you willing to return the things?
Then it won't be so bad. (If you please)
Baguette, Jeanette, Claudette, a cigaret, police inspector, all right?
Peeper, police questioning, and me
O-la-la-la-la-la!
 
France, France
France, France
France, France
France