2018.06.11.
Schickeria
There is a bar in Schwabing1Which seems to be extraordinary
They wouldn't even admit people like you and me
At 'Schickeria'2
At 'Schickeria'
Everybody pretends to be a superstar
And drinks champagne at the bar
At 'Schickeria'
Schick-schick, Schick-schick, Schickeria
Schick-schick, Schick-schick, Schickeria
Oh my gosh, what apparel are you wearing?
You have to be dressed a bit more sassy!
Otherwise the bouncer at the door wouldn't let you enter
'Schickeria'
'Schickeria'
Everybody is dressed up like a freak
Because otherwise he's no chance to get down on it
At 'Schickeria'
[Guitar Solo]
Yeah, yesterday we smoked pot, today we're snuffin' cocaine
And tomorrow we're jailed in Stadelheim, 3
But we don't mind as long as we're regarded to be hip
At 'Schickeria'
At 'Schickeria'
Everybody thinks he is a star and snuffs like hell to be accepted
At 'Schickeria'
Schick-schick, Schick-schick, Schickeria
Schick-schick, Schick-schick, Schickeria
There is a bar in Schwabing
Which seems to be extraordinary
They wouldn't even admit people like you and me
At 'Schickeria'
At 'Schickeria'
Everybody pretends to be a superstar
And drinks champagne at the bar
At 'Schickeria'
Schick-schick, Schick-schick, Schickeria
Schick-schick, Schick-schick, Schickeria
Schick-schick, Schick-schick, Schickeria
Schick-schick, Schick-schick, Schickeria