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Bengt

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Rainald Grebe Canonical path: /rainald-grebe/bengt Related lyric paths: 6
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Bengt

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Bengt war ein Kartoffelsack

ohne Rhythmus in der Hüfte.

Seine Haare hingen bis zum Boden,

wenn er morgens einen Eimer kiffte.

Oh Bengt, Hilfe, Hilfe.

Bengt kam aus schlechtem Haus

er wollte nie drüber reden.

Seine Mutter wohnte im Eierlikör,

sein Vater wieder in Schweden.

Oh, Bengt! Hilfe, Hilfe!

Bengt war völlig unbegabt.

Interesse hat er nie gehabt.

Nur eines konnt er gut, ohne sich anstrengen:

Headbängen.

Kommt der Bengt raus spieln ?,

hab ich die Mutter gefragt.

Wo der Bengt denn bleibt ?

da hat die Mutter gesagt:

Im Leben kriegt man nichts geschenkt.

Bengt is im Keller und bängt.

Bang bäng. You shot me down.

Bang bäng. You hang around.

Bang bäng. That awful sound.

Bang bäng. My baby shot.

Bang bäng. You shot me down.

Bang bäng. You hang around.

Bang bäng. That awful sound.

Bang b

efragt.

Wo der Bengt denn bleibt ?

da hat die Mutter gesagt:

Im Leben kriegt man nichts geschenkt.

Bengt is im Keller und bängt.

Bang bäng. You shot me down.

Bang bäng. You hang around.

Bang bäng. That awful sound.

Bang bäng. My baby shot.

Bang bäng. You shot me down.

Bang bäng. You hang around.

Bang bäng. That awful sound.

Bang bäng. My baby shot.

Bang bäng. You shot me down.

Bang bäng. You hang around.

Bang bäng. That awful sound.

Bang bäng. My baby shot me down.

Bengt is im Himmel

zwischen Haschisch und Death Metal.

Wenn Ihr an ihm Fragen habt,

er ist taub, schreibt's aufn Zettel.

In der Wüste steht ein Rufer,

vor einen Subwoofer.

Alle wollen wissen was er denkt.

Bang bäng. You shot me down

Bang bäng. You hang around

Bang bäng. That awful sound

Bang bäng. My baby shot me down

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