Lyrics Armpits of Immortals (feat. Ross the Boss) - NanowaR of Steel feat. Ross The Boss

Hey, hey, hey, armpits
Hey, hey, hey, armpits
Hey, hey, hey, armpits
Hey, hey, hey, armpits

We reach our promised land
Where the grass is brown and the girls are questionable
With twelve inside an old Wolkswagen van

We march under the rain
Our boots are filled with feet and pain
Ingrown toenails are our daily bread

Kind people throwing up
In blooms of piss and mud
This is the homeland for us all

Mosh at the festival
Knees in the genitals
Unite our scents to fill the hall

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die (never die)

Hey, hey, hey, armpits
Hey, hey, hey, armpits
Hey, hey, hey, armpits
Hey, hey, hey

In our groin, the raclette
Our dingleberries are amulets
Our eau de toilette smells like toilet

No fear to push our luck
When we bravely go to dump a truck
Lulled by the music of Johann Se-Bach

Germs fast like a concorde
Bacteria with a sword
Gave life eternal to us all

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die (never die)

Raise your left arm for the sweat glands (left, left, left)
Raise your right arm for the talc (right, right, right)
Clap your hands to kill mosquitos (clap, clap, clap)
Until the endocrine system burns the sky

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die (never die)

Hey, hey, hey, armpits