Hip Hop Bommi Bop (John Peel Session)

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Die Toten Hosen - Rap, Rap Rock

Hip Hop Bommi Bop (John Peel Session)

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[Songtext zu "Hip Hop Bommi Bop (John Peel Session)"] [Intro: Freddy Love] Come on, are you ready? [Verse 1: Freddy Love] I came across the ocean on s subway line Invited to a wedding party of some friends of mine Yes, north, south, east even west I knew when I arrived the party would be fresh So my train stopped but at the dock I felt that it was time to hit the hop Ah, to the hip-hip, the hop, you don't stop Yeah, that party rocked I wanted something to drink and a bite to eat Yes, a place to go party and rock to the beat But when I turned the corner, to my surprise I heard a sound that made me realise I heard a sound, huh, when I turned the corner Fab 5 Freddy knew that I wasn't a goner When I turned the corner, what did I hear? Yes, a hundred voices shout loud and clear And this is what I heard them say [?] [Chorus: Freddy Love] They said eisgekühlter Bommerlunder A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt They said, Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt Und dazu ein belegtes Brot mit Schinken Ein Brot mit Schinken und mit Ei Ha, das sind zwei belegte Brote Eins mit Schinken, eins mit Ei [Interlude: Freddy Love] Ei, Ei, Ei, E-Ei-E-Ei-Ei-Ei-Ei-Ei, check it out [Verse 2: Freddy Love] Said the formula for feelin' fine Is to drink Bommerlunder all the time So come on y'all and you drink it up The Bommerlunder kinda make you shake your butt Oh, yeah this drink is right on time They said a couple of sips and it will blow your mind You see to drink Bommerlunder you don't need class And you can be a smelly bum sittin' on your ass Or, yeah, you can be a king or even a queen And when you drink the Bommerlunder on the scene You see, get something to drink and then stand on your head The Bommerlunder rock the living and rock the dead So get off your feet and a-rock to the beat To the beat stomp, stomp, stomp, I said to stomp your feet To the Bommer, Bommer, Bommer, Bommerlunder beat So check it out [Interlude: Freddy Love] Ei, Ei, Ei, Ei, come on Toten Hosen, cooler now than the place to be Come on, all together now Ah, let me hear you sing [Chorus: Freddy Love] Bommer, Bommer, Bommerlunder A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt Bommer, Bommer, Bommerlunder A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt [Bridge: Campino, Trini Trimpop, Freddy Love] Oh, this is the story from me to you 'Cause I haven't got anything else to do [?] and this is all I know (Hello) My name is Trini, I got one wish I'd like to eat some chips and fish (Ah, yeah, ah, yeah) Wait, wait, you guys must be from Düsseldorf Check it out (Alright now) [Verse 3: Freddy Love] You see rappin' to the beat is not hard For me rap-rocking is my job The stuff you're talking sounds like crap You don't even understand the meaning of rap You don't even know how to keep the beat Y'all sound like a clown that stare right at me And I can tell by the clothes and the way you look That you can never ever make it to the fashion-book But you can giggle, shout and do the shit like that If you cannot keep a beat, you'll never make a rap like this And you don't stop, that's not the way that you rap You better keep on practisin' all night long And maybe in a hundred years you'll have a hit song Well, I'm sick and tired of this Bommerlunder-jive I'm goin' back to New York where the people are live So check, check, check it out My love, Fab 5 Freddy's gonna be up out [Outro: Freddy Love & Die Toten Hosen] *durcheinander Gerede*

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Credits

Writers
  • Campino
  • Andreas von Holst
  • Michael Breitkopf
  • Trini Trimpop
  • Andreas Meurer
  • Fab 5 Freddy