Special Train to Pankow

Excuse me, is this the Special Train to Pankow?
I need to have a short trip to East-Berlin.
I’ve got to get something straight with your chief-indian.
I am a yodeltalent and want to play there with a band.
[Chorus]:
I brought a bottle of Cognac, which tastes very yummy.
I’m going to sip it with Erich Honecker at all ease
Saying: “Hey, Hony, I’ll sing for little money
In your “Palace of the Republic”, if you give me a chance.
All the popmusic-monkeys are welcome to sing there,
perform with their crappy bullshit-lyrics,
But only little Udo,
Only little Udo is forbidden to do that,
And we don’t comprehend it.”
I know that I have
A whole lot of fans and rooters
In the G-, GDR, increasing by the hour.
Oooh, Erich, hey, is it true you’re such a squareminded troll?
Why don’t you allow me to sing in the “Worker’s and Peasant’s State”?
Is this the Special Train to Pankow?
Is this the Special Train to Pankow?
Excuse me, the Special Train to Pankow?
[Chorus]
Hony, I used to think you’re probably quite easy.
I know, deep inside of you, you must be a rocker, too.
You probably, when nobody can see you,
Put your leather jacket on.
You lock yourself up in the loo
And hearken to western radio stations!
Hello, Erich, can you hear me? – Hello-helloye-hello!
Hello, Hony, can you hear me? – Hello-helloye-hello!
Hony, can you her me? – Yo-de-lo-de-le-doe!
Hello, Erich, can you hear me? – Yo-de-lo-de-le-doe!

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