What I am today, is what I get My damned soul for the music What I am today, is what I get On this last party, I'm going there That's what it's all about, on this joint that I appreciate so much I'm excited about 69, roadboys, boatboys and skids In front of the decks and the thousand empty bottles I'm going out to box, I'm going to get my ass out of my pockets My choice and my way, to go with you My choice and my way, that I say what I want My choice and my way, to go with you I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy The rest will follow me Are you a punk rocker? You've had enough of this world You don't trust anyone here, you're the coolest pig in town I know exactly, my friend, I can trust no one Tonight the air is burning here, tomorrow is a new day My choice and my way, to go with you My choice and my way, that I say what I want My choice and my way, to go with you I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy The rest will follow me Nobody looked at me anymore Nobody looked at Ines Nobody looked at Ronny Your eyes, your little heart eyes Were always pointed to the podium behind me on the right You almost, how should I say, almost manically Looked at the wind instruments all the time Because you couldn't believe it And I understand it You couldn't believe How can you be as beautiful as the three guys? And I say with envy, you're right You're right, and I'm glad I'm standing with my back to them If I had to look at them I couldn't play anymore But looks, looks aren't everything We want to hear how well they can play We'll start with a nice series We'll start with the man on the right He doesn't come from Düsseldorf He doesn't come from Cologne No, he doesn't come from the Ruhr area He doesn't come from the Saarland He comes from Dresden He comes from Dresden He plays the trombone His name is Jan Jan Michael Jan Michael Wöller Jan, it's getting better every night It's getting better every night Talking about beautiful This guy in the middle, yes I'll say the keyword, really black His clothes are really black His beard, his beard has a pain If you put his beard hair in the dark laundry The laundry gets even darker He comes from the United States That's right, you heard it He's a fan of the New England Patriots He makes spicy sauce He plays a spicy trumpet Here are the people He plays the trumpet As if you were playing the trumpet It's beautiful And now, ladies, gentlemen Hold on The blond guy there 2.04 meters tall And slender Emphasized abdominal muscles 77 kilograms He wants to start the mass phase soon He wants to get to 124 kilograms in a month Transformed, pulled off 124 kilograms I'm so excited It's going to look beautiful Here's for you Julius Schmischmaus-Schmitter Julius Schmischmaus-Schmitter Woah, woah, woah And now, and now, and now The skins, and the punks, and the greasers And the tits, and all the friends You hear them all in your bed The boss, the boss I'm proud to be with you Because we stand and we fall, never alone Meine Wahl und mein Weg Mit dir zu gehen Meine Wahl und mein Weg Das ist alles, was ich will Meine Wahl und mein Weg Mit dir zu gehen Ich falle durch Ich falle durch Den glücklichen Wetter ich dir gebe Meine Wahl und mein Weg