Polka Friday style!!!
In heaven there is no beer
That's why we drink it here
And when we're gone from here
All our friends will be drinking all the beer!(Everybody sing!)
In heaven there is no beer
That's why we drink it here
And when we're gone from here
All our friends will be drinking all the beer!
Lá lá lá lá lá lá
Lá lá lá lá lá lá
Lá lá lá lá lá lá
Lá lá lá lá lá lá lá lá
Refrain:
Im Himmel gibt's kein Bier,
Drum trinken wir es hier.
Denn sind wir nicht mehr hier,
Dann trinken die andern unser Bier.
Sicher muß der Wein vom Rhein etwas Wunderbares sein.
Sicher ist ein feiner Sekt etwas, was besonders schmeckt.
Sicher ist der Schnaps so scharf, daß man einen heben darf.
Aber heut' seid's gescheit, liebe Leut'.
Refrain:
2. Jeder Mensch hat seinen Tick und seine Eigenart.
Eine fliegt auf glatt rasiert, die and're auf den Bart.
Einer möcht' nur Fußballspiel, dem andern ist das Wurst.
Ich allein gesteh' es ein, ich hab' immer einen Durst.
Refrain:
Note: This video is quite Beardly btw.
Happy Oktoberfest! Celebrate by NOT going to a Polka Mass.
4 comments:
St Bridget was more hopeful
LOL!!! Thank you berenike! Amen St. Bridget!
That would be the recessional hymn for the day before Ash Wednesday?
We first heard that song sung by a pig farmer in Tampa, KS. Ben and I were on the same Totus Tuus team with him. He is now the pastor of a rather large parish in the city of Wichita, KS. God has a sense of humor.
Oh, and "The Beardly" is funny in a sorta gross way.
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