Oompahgeddon: Rise of the Schnitzel Lords XXXX

[Verse 1] I was born in a tavern fight, With a tuba and a stein of might! Mama screamed, “Mein Gott, he’s loud!” I yodeled once — and summoned a crowd! [Pre-Chorus] Put the pork in the pit, let the beer ignite! The lederhosen legion rides tonight! [Chorus] HEY! (HEY!) PROST! (PROST!) The metal polka ghost! From Berlin to Bavaria we boast! Raise your horns — both kinds, ja wohl! The schnitzel lords have come for your soul! [Verse 2] Accordion solo melts my face, Brass apocalypse fills the place! Yodel screams through smoke and flame, We play the beer, not the fame! [Bridge — yodel growl duel] (Yodel voice) “Yoh-de-lay-ee-OOOOH!” (Growl voice) “BURN THE SAUSAGE BELOW!” (Together) “Fry the heavens, pour the brew — If it fizzes, it must be true!” [Breakdown — tuba chugs, distorted guitars] Oompah-pah! Oompah-RAH! Headbang till the pretzels die! Drunken monks and marching bands, Forge the wurst with iron hands! [Final Chorus + crowd chant] HEY! (HEY!) PROST! (PROST!) Our faith is beer and toast! When polka meets the metal host, The gods of schnitzel rise the most! [Outro — big brass finale with choir yelling] “LONG LIVE THE WURST! LONG LIVE THE WURST!”