Lyrics V for Varoufakis - Jan Böhmermann , Rundfunk-Tanzorchester Ehrenfeld

We are Germans
We are honest, trustworthy people

We are hard as steel
Tough as leather
Fast as hounds

(Always right on time!)
We are afraid of nothing
Some of our most famous national dishes are
Stuffed pig stomach
Blood sausage
And roast horse

We are known around the world for our beautifully melodic
Yet easy to learn language
And for our world famous sense of humor
(Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)

When we speak English
We all sound like Werner Herzog
Yes, we are Germans!
We truly are a fearless bunch of motherfuckers

(Varoufakis!)
Yes, some of us actually do have sex with our closest relatives
It's an ancient german tradition
Mainly practiced on a remote mountain near Mainz called Lerchenberg
But that's another story

We are Germans
Our Gross Domestic Product sums up to 3.7 trillion US Dollars
Which makes us the fourth largest economy in the world
By far leading in Europe
Our gold reserves are the second largest in the world
(Please don't ask where it came from!)

We are Germans!
We started two world wars
And almost won them both, yeah, yes
Almost!
We don't fear death!

(Varoufakis!)
But from off in the distance
There comes a man
Crazed, seeking vengeance against our peaceful land
Jacket collar raised, on a black motorbike
He puts the "hell" in Hellenic
And wants to take our pride

Greek Minister of Awesome!
Relentless Varoufakis!
Oh, the lost son of Zeus
With a heart made of stone
Go, take all of our savings
Please, leave us alone
His looks burn like fire
His body screams of sex
Our minister of Finance
Doesn't even have legs

His leather jacket
Is made of skin from German Shepherd puppies
(He feasts on human babies!)
Even his wife is smoking hot, is smoking hot!
(Like a playmate from the Eighties!)

He doesn't negotiate, he simply kicks ass
(He wants us on our knees!)
And we can not resist him
(Help!)
Because he is so totally (Perfect!)
100 percent (Perfect!)
Awesome!

(Yanis Varoufakis!)
Greek Minister of OMFG!
Maverick Varoufakis!
Everytime he smiles, an angels dies
Oh, those satin shirts
Those merciless eyes

His armpits taste musky
Half God, half Souvlaki
His Facebook friends will follow more
And even plays the fucking Bouzouki

Meine sehr verehrten Damen und Herren
Kürzlich erreichten uns wäschekörbeweise E-Mails
Mit einer Frage
Wer zum Teufel ist dieser komische Typ
Der William als Sidekick ersetzt hat?
Nun, äh, ich möchte Ihnen stattdessen eine andere Frage beantworten
Wer macht eigentlich immer diese verrückten Hintergründe?