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Hungarian Goulash No. 5

Allan Sherman

My Son, The Nut

1963

If you like Hungarian food,
They have a goulash which is very good
Or if you wish a dish that's Chinese,
Somewhere down in Column B, there's lobster Cantonese

Enchiladas, that's what people eat in Mexico
Shish kebab is skewered, in Armenia you know
Then there's blubber, the favorite of the frigid Eskimo
Such delicious dishes, no matter where you go

Chicken cacciatore is Italian
Kangaroo souffle must be Australian
Mutton chops are definitely British
Chicken soup undoubtedly is Yiddish

Pumpernickel comes from Lithuania
Hassenpfeffer comes from Pennsylvania
Wiener schnitzel's Austrian or German
Kindly pass the sauerbraten, Herman

Borscht is what they're eating in the Soviet
Wait, I think we've got some on the stove yet
See the Mau Maus underneath the jungle sky
Jolly Mau Maus, eating missionary pie

Frenchmen eat a lot of bouillabaisse there
Dutchmen eat a sauce called Hollandaise there
Smorgasbord in Swedish is the winner
In America it's TV dinner

So there you have one food from each land
Each one delicious, each one simply grand
Mix them all up, in one big mish mash
And what have you got?

My friend finally made a record and took to the road and played guitar
He met this girl from Pennsylvania stuck by his side in love and war
Fearful and fussy, but so faithful, poor and devoted, real and true
She's not the type to be forsaken and I see much of her in you

While on a gig up in Toronto during a pause between his show
He met this foxy German stallion who understood him head to toe
She played it smart and learned his weakness and made
him confess and yield into
Her lustful whims became his fancy and I would fear the same from you

Then in the swank suburbs of Houston off in a mansion built of stone
Escorted by this wealthy widow into her lounge and left alone
Her maid announced that she was waiting for him to come and rendezvous
Where he bestowed a long relation one like I hope to have with you

Then on the sands right off the ocean just as the sun sank in the sea
So did my buddy slow and easy into a freak of fancy-free
It was a group in automation getting together two by two
Where people live and love one another, people who live like me and you

Then on the beach in warm Miami there was a teacher far from school
Taught him the way to please a woman, made him concede the Golden Rule
He learned to do it unto others as he used to just have them do
So they began to come together as I will try to do with you

And there was one who was a virgin, never been touched by anyone
She was as pure as any angel, in fact she's called to be a nun
But it was all because my buddy just couldn't spoil a girl so true
And so he left her as he found her, like I may have to do with you

The girl he's got now, he's never left her,
she was the first I thought he'd shun
Until I saw my buddy's eyes, when she came forth and bore his son
Since then he's known no other woman, I think his ramblin' days are through
They built a home up in the country, a life I'd love to build with you

Although you've never known my buddy and I am sure he don't know you
But you know the life he's living and all of the changes he's been through
Sweetheart, I'm talking about my buddy 'cause I don't want to wind up blue
I could be happy with you only 'cause I see all of them in you

Pidgin English

Elvis Costello & the Attractions

Imperial Bedroom

1982

I believe, I trust, I promise, I wish love's just a throwaway kiss
In this Pidgin English

If you're so wise use your lips and your eyes
"Take it to the bridge," she sighs

You go cheep-cheep-cheep between bull's-eyes and bluster
Stiff as your poker face, keener than mustard
From your own back yard to the land of exotica
From the truth society to neurotic erotica

Silence is golden (money talks diamonds and ermine)
There's a word in Spanish (Italian and German)
In sign language, Morse code, semaphore and gibberish
Have you forgotten how to say it
In your Pidgin English?

Germaniac

Die Krupps

Too Much History

2008

To rule the world

"No making friends, no human contact with the Germans"

Hand built in Lancaster
An American son of a Jager
Hammer forged iron German lock
Set on a curly Maple stock
You've seen every hill every portage
And every long hunt I've ever been on
You fit in my hand like a woman
Yeah you're more like a friend than an old gun
Oh Pennsylvania long
Well you're purdy as a song
Every buck I aimed to shoot
You fell straight and true
I'd be dead without you
Oh Pennsylvania long
Saved my hair more than once
Like when I got 'tween that sow and her cubs
You've sent three or four Redcoats
Down to their grave from a wilderness fort
Oh Pennsylvania long
Well you're purdy as a song
Every buck I aimed to shoot
You fell straight and true
I'd be dead without you
Oh Pennsylvania long
Oh Pennsylvania long
Well you're purdy as a song
Every buck I aimed to shoot
You fell straight and true
I'd be dead without you
Oh Pennsylvania long

(England)
(England)
(England)
(England)
(England)

This is the self-preservation society
This is the self-preservation society

Go wash your German bands, your boat race too
Comb your Barnet Fair we got a lot to do
Put on your dicky dirt and your Peckham rye
'Cause time's soon hurrying by

Get your skates on mate, get your skates on mate
No bib around your Gregory Peck today, eh?

It's a cold and lonely night in Scranton Pennsylvania
ContraVein lies awake in bed
Millions of thoughts running through his head
He wonders if he'll ever amount to anything
Whether or not he'll ever contribute to his society
All he wants is to be known by people far and near
And for his girl to be happy and safe
He tries to think good thoughts
But his mind always strafes
He's in pursuit
But nobody knows what it is
Is it clout
Fame
Happiness
Who knows
But whatever it is
It's better than here

What?

Geto Boys

The Foundation

2005

Louisiana, Alabama, Kentucky and see-T
Arkansas, Kansas, Carolinas, Jersey
Michigan, Oklahoma, Seattle, Tacoma
The niggaz gettin harassed by the laws in Mexico
Missouri, Arizona, Virginia, and Ohio
Pennsylvania, Massachusetts, Colorado, fuck excuses
Nevada, Idaho, Bill O'Reilly you da hoe
Fuck what you said I'm bout my bread
Fuck what you said I'm bout my bread
I do this shit until I'm dead
I do this shit until I'm dead

[Chorus]

Maybe I'm the alien now
And this place is their home
Swabians everywhere I go

I see everything changing feels like it's getting worse
And this city is a whore blessed with a curse
She's just hollow and faceless rotten straight to the core
And nobody speaks german anymore

Friendly strangers
Revive the Kiez with smiles
Everchanging Not gray but colorful
It slowly dawns on me
Society united
In diversity
I can see the beauty

Hostility is far from truth
Hospitality its proof
Shouldn't be new to you
Thanks!

President Johnson, following the murder of Missus Liuzzo in clabama, defined the Ku Klux Klan as a hooded society of biddens. cnd warned Klansmen to get out of the Klan and return to a decent society before it is too late. cfter the president's warning, the House on cmerican cctivities Committee started a full scale investigation of the Klan.

What's that? Some kind of Nazi word?

Gary:
Yup. It's German for ‘happiness at the misfortune of others'.

Nikki:
‘Happiness at the misfortune of others'
That is German!

A toxic pair or just another incapability
Or maybe I'm the crazy one in this society
Recently, started to eat
A healthy meal with nutrients and lots of humanity
Another hungry, desperate moralist wet dream

The Illuminati is a secret society that is believed to have been in existence for centuries. The group is said to have been founded in the late 1700s by Adam Weishaupt, a German philosopher and law professor.

Schadenfreude

Rick Lyon

Avenue Q

2003

What's that, some kinda Nazi word?

GARY COLEMAN
Yup! It's German for "happiness at the misfortune of others!"

NICKY
"Happiness at the misfortune of others." That IS German!

Hell yea
Txhallablek 
Secret society 
Secret society 
I don't know nigga be trying me 
Ain't nobody as fly as me 
Ain't nobody as high as we

Yea I told her nah for real 
She want me to break her off she need a job for real 
Bitch it's secret society 
Ain't nobody as fly we 
Aint nobody as high as we
Yea I told her nah for real 
She want me to break her off she need a job for real 
Bitch it's secret society 
Ain't nobody as fly me 
Aint nobody as high as we

You know it ain't a thang
Catch me at your corner store 
Selling hella game
These niggas hella lame
I don't even know they name
I done be through ups and down so no I can't complain  
Fame take time so I'll wait for it 
I'll invest in mine bitch I'll pay for it 
I gotta make shit shake 
Deposit slips I'm headed straight to the bank look  
This sound wavy like it came from the bay huh
Baby momma calling fucking up my day huh 
You got me fucked up if you think I'm taking pay cuts 
Nigga talking big shit but they ain't saying much 
Imma Top notch nigga 
I like top notch shit
Catch me sliding through the city with a top notch bitch 
I got all these niggas hating cause these niggas not shit
I'm authentic with the game
Man these counterfeit 
What's up 

I told her nah for real 
She want me to break her off she need a job for real 
Bitch it's secret society 
Ain't nobody as fly we
Aint nobody as high as we
Yea I told her nah for real 
She want me to break her off she need a job for real 
Bitch it's secret society 
Ain't nobody as fly me 
Aint nobody as high as we

Psycho
Bitch Imma psycho 
You know I slide with my Quran 
And a rifle
I had to get it out the mud like a trife hoe
I been saving all my money like geico 
We osama minds
Bitch it's drama time 
And I eating no pussy during Ramadan 
Halal lamb and I got this shit from Lebanon 
And I been tricking all these bitches I'm decepticon 
I'm driving German engineering 
Down the autobahn 
I got some gold and now my mouth feel like a leprechaun 
I threw some VV's on my neck 
Bitch I'm the megatron
I'm on a cash chase money getting marathon 
Took her to the Marriott 
What you wearing out 
You gone have to suck some dick you on your period 
I'm smoking weed drinking champagne in my chariot 
We cuffin on no bitches we be sharing thots 
Brody beefing then I'm beefing we be sharing opps 
You know soon as I get the pussy all my feelings stop 
I'm on probation with the pistols
We ain't fearing cops 
Hop in the ride let it play and let the ceiling drop 
Nah for real

Jacob Schnell and his wife were so proud of the new home that they threw a huge party to celebrate their daughters’ entrance into society. Unfortunately (and likely due to the distrust of Germans prior to the First World War), nobody showed.

Sunrise to sunset,
And six to six,
Cotton Mill Girls,
Working on the looms,
In eighteen and for-ty-o
Oh, thank you boss,
Two cents an hour,
A dollar fifty per week…

The steel mill workers
In Pennsylvania,
Killed by the Pinkertons...
Winchester rifles,
And bosses blessings
In eighteen and nine-ty-two
Sunrise to Sunset,
Two people working,
Just to get by, on that minimum wage,
In nineteen and nine-ty-one…
(In Twenty and twenty-four.)

Yesterday I pushed on a pedal
My friend and me, we are the winning team
The german band led us to the metal
To pretty loud thing from our dream

Yes we like to feel the drums of thunder
A stormy sea of guitars harmony
One could hear a coming of Gulliver
As our voices gather up for liberty

This is available at the concert
This is only for tonight
Riding the storm or ride the sky
You yourself decide on your rights
Under the rock concert lights
Under the rock concert lights

You all came together from around here
To unite for a couple of hours at night
A thousand minds just as one sonic spear
Ready to pierce up all ruffians

Jeans, leather, chains and rivets
Their sharp style will never ever die
Rebels of society please break up the silence
When crazy world is dying without cry

This is available at the concert
This is only for tonight
Riding the storm or ride the sky
You yourself decide on your rights
Under the rock concert lights
Under the rock concert lights

Yesterday I pushed on a pedal
My friend and me, we are the winning team
The Russian band led us to the metal
To pretty loud thing from our dream

This is available at the concert
This is only for tonight
Riding the storm or ride the sky
You yourself decide on your rights
Under the rock concert lights
Under the rock concert lights
Under the rock concert lights
Under the rock concert lights
Lights
Lights
Lights
Lights
Lights
Lights
Lights
Lights

Zakk Wylde is an American musician who is best known as the lead guitarist for the heavy metal band Black Label Society. He has also played with Ozzy Osbourne and has released several solo albums. His solo album "Book of Shadows" may be one of the most underrated classic rock albums in history.

I believe, I trust, I promise, I wish love's just a throwaway kiss
In this Pidgin English

If you're so wise use your lips and your eyes
""Take it to the bridge,"" she sighs

You go cheep-cheep-cheep between bull's-eyes and bluster
Stiff as your poker face, keener than mustard
From your own back yard to the land of exotica
From the truth society to neurotic erotica

Silence is golden (money talks diamonds and ermine)
There's a word in Spanish (Italian and German)
In sign language, Morse code, semaphore and gibberish
Have you forgotten how to say it
In your Pidgin English?

GT, Lagos Straight 

Fire, Water, Tears never, Fighting forever,
Blood Vampire, Fuck u Demons,  Humans they evil, Smiling when they hate u, Tongue of a Serpent bitch,
     
Rest in Peace German Machine, RIP my Hero,
Dead in the war, Lived very short Your name shall be remembered,
Red eyes in the day, Red eyes in the night, 25 yrs on the line,  All with me they High,
Bitch I cried a lot of times, Caused a couple of times, Wonder why we live?

I coulda helped build the tower of Pisa right
Or helped Stevie see the light
But I guess he did well enough alone
I could've had tea with Mussolini
I would have slipped him a little happy pill
God knows he could have used it, but here's

An Anthem for the small
The unbreakable and tall
The lost and the found
Or whoever's around
An Anthem for the weak
for the strong and the meek
For the whole Goddamned world
I'm your man; I'm your girl

I can't breathe
Society's in my way
Too many lies I see
Were told to the human race

It changes our course
We go from living to protecting from offense to defense, trying to make sense
Since I've been traveling through this Pennsylvania valley of death

I've been traumatized by so many young taking a last breath
So many young disregarded in systems
From premature moves, premature decisions

Finally figuring out on release day 
That the best part's been taken away and at first glance willingly
But poverty creates evil honestly

No one wants the have-nots in the prestigious part of society

Life is full of situations, choices and pain...

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