Haschliebe - Stage Bottles, Sondaschule

Ian couldn’t drive a car

As we all know

He trusted too much in all his gods

And though he’s been a human being

We don’t feel any sorrow for him

Now we got rid of one of those cunts

He’s been one of our most important enemies

So we forget our respect for life

Cause all he did was senseless shit

So we’re all happy that Ian is gone…

And we can be sure that Ian is gone, cause he’s dead

So we’re all happy that Ian is dead…

And we can be sure that Ian is dead, cause he’s gone

He alway said he’ll die in a fight

In a fight for himself and his master-race

Now we don’t know where he will be

But it’s obviously not in Walhalla

But where he is now he can meet good old Adolf

Both killed themselves cause they’re fucking stupid

Will Ian like Adolf when he meets him down there

Will Adolf like Ian or tell him to fuck off

So we’re all happy that Ian is gone…

And we can be sure that Ian is gone, cause he’s dead

So we’re all happy that Ian is dead…

And we can be sure that Ian is dead, cause he’s gone

He’s responsible for racist murders

Responsible for hate and violence

All his life was brown as shit

So we flush the look and he is gone

Now we’re here and still living now

Having our fun and thinking about him

He’s been the one who misused the word «Skinhead»

He himself was never one — he was a fucking Bonehead

So we’re all happy that Ian is gone…

And we can be sure that Ian is gone, cause he’s dead

So we’re all happy that Ian is dead…

And we can be sure that Ian is dead, cause he’s gone

Ian is gone…