Zucker und Tee und Rum

There once was a podcast put to the air
The name was Hitmist Germany
The sounds blew up, her bow dipped down
Oh blow, my fellow mates, blow (huh)

Soon may the Fourmallow come
To bring us lyrics and joy and fun
One day, when the reminiscence is done
We'll take our leave and go

She'd not been five years from shore
When down on her two cuddly toys bore
The Teddy called all hands and swore
He'd take that cast in tow (huh)

Soon may the Buhmuckl come
To bring us lyrics and joy and fun
One day, when the reminiscence is done
We'll take our leave and go

Danke:

Hitmist Germany
Buhmuckl
Viermalbe

There once was a podcast put to the air

The name was Hitmist Germany

The sounds blew up, her bow dipped down

Oh blow, my fellow mates, blow (huh)

Soon may the Fourmallow come

To bring us lyrics and joy and fun

One day, when the reminiscence is done

We’ll take our leave and go

She’d not been five years from shore

When down on her two cuddly toys bore

The Teddy called all hands and swore

He’d take that cast in tow (huh)

Soon may the Buhmuckl come

To bring us lyrics and joy and fun

One day, when the reminiscence is done

We’ll take our leave and go

Danke:

Hitmist Germany
Buhmuckl
Viermalbe