The song is actually about a funeral
Here's my quickly done translation
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I’ll just sing in some fucking way…
Bending buffet table
Full of steaming dainty
The speaker tries to
Gnashing his false teeth
Make up something good to say
About the deceased
Deep down he was gentle
Pleasant, secretly even intelligent
Skilfully he hid it from all of us
Let us remember him…with body warmth!
Why don’t they play humppa here!
Just blame the cantor, you can’t play
Bass with organ pedals
Why don’t they play humppa here!
It isn’t easy for the man, the church organ
Probably doesn’t have a rhythm machine
It isn’t that pleasant in the coffin either
The balsamic stuff itches the face
Soundproofing leaves a lot to be desired, too
You can hear the pastor’s bullshit through it
Deep down he was gentle
Pleasant, and even intelligent
Skilfully he hid it from all of us
Let us remember him…with body warmth!
Why don’t they play humppa here!
Just blame the cantor, you can’t play
Bass with organ pedals
Why don’t they play humppa here!
It isn’t easy for the man, the church organ
Probably doesn’t have a rhythm machine
[solo]
Deep down he was gentle
Pleasant, and even intelligent
Skilfully he hid it from all of us
Let us remember him…with body warmth!
Why don’t they play humppa here!
Just blame the cantor, you can’t play
Bass with organ pedals
Why don’t they play humppa here!
It isn’t easy for the man, the church organ
Probably doesn’t have a rhythm machine
Why don’t they play humppa here!
Just blame the cantor, you can’t play
Bass with organ pedals
Why don’t they play humppa here!
It isn’t easy for the man, the church organ
Probably doesn’t have a rhythm machine