| Song | Severity Town - Remastered 2015 |
| Artist | Grobschnitt |
| Album | Rockpommel's Land |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Danielak, Eroc, Jäger-Rahmig ... | |
| Look at the morning's golden sun | |
| Her warmth had melt away your fantasy dreams | |
| Of Mr. GLEE prisoned in ROCKPOMMEL's LAND | |
| Because he'd laughed and danced holding children's hands | |
| Look Ernie where you are, forget about Mr. GLEE | |
| You're just awoken on Maraboo's tree | |
| Look at the morning's golden sun | |
| Boiling the water kettle right on her head | |
| Old Maraboo is warming morning due for you | |
| Ain't it enough at least for this dream to be true | |
| But Ernie said goodbye, to find Mr. GLEE | |
| And Maraboo gave him a feather on his way downtree | |
| On his way, his long, long way downtree | |
| You, have you got any aim you could hang on a name | |
| When you're chasing around, climbing trees up and down | |
| See this sinister confusion around, little boy watch out | |
| You're in ROCKPOMMEL's SEVERITY TOWN | |
| This cursed place works so graceless and so loud | |
| (Hey, mach schneller du Ochse) | |
| The Blackshirts have imprisoned Mr. GLEE 'cos he wants to be the children's friend | |
| Run little Ernie, you're so young and so free | |
| Let your faith and your feather lead you to ROCKPOMMEL's LAND | |
| Ernie chased around and found the town gate | |
| Where two Blackshirts were on guard | |
| Their stoney heads looked so amazing and he laughed | |
| That's why they tried to seize him | |
| He skipped and struggled hard to get off | |
| T'was a real mess around | |
| And undesigned the Blackshirts touched his feather | |
| Which froze in their frozen town | |
| Announcements (spoken): | |
| Little Ernie didn't believe his eyes when suddenly he was alone. Maraboo gave him a magic feather, which turned each Blackshirt into a stone. | |
| Totally exhausted Ernie went off this severe place and followed a way leading to the mountains. Half an hour later he rested in the shade of a HOWARD JOHNSON's Where he began to consider whether he should turn around the record or have another hot dog... |
| zuo qu : Danielak, Eroc, J gerRahmig ... | |
| Look at the morning' s golden sun | |
| Her warmth had melt away your fantasy dreams | |
| Of Mr. GLEE prisoned in ROCKPOMMEL' s LAND | |
| Because he' d laughed and danced holding children' s hands | |
| Look Ernie where you are, forget about Mr. GLEE | |
| You' re just awoken on Maraboo' s tree | |
| Look at the morning' s golden sun | |
| Boiling the water kettle right on her head | |
| Old Maraboo is warming morning due for you | |
| Ain' t it enough at least for this dream to be true | |
| But Ernie said goodbye, to find Mr. GLEE | |
| And Maraboo gave him a feather on his way downtree | |
| On his way, his long, long way downtree | |
| You, have you got any aim you could hang on a name | |
| When you' re chasing around, climbing trees up and down | |
| See this sinister confusion around, little boy watch out | |
| You' re in ROCKPOMMEL' s SEVERITY TOWN | |
| This cursed place works so graceless and so loud | |
| Hey, mach schneller du Ochse | |
| The Blackshirts have imprisoned Mr. GLEE ' cos he wants to be the children' s friend | |
| Run little Ernie, you' re so young and so free | |
| Let your faith and your feather lead you to ROCKPOMMEL' s LAND | |
| Ernie chased around and found the town gate | |
| Where two Blackshirts were on guard | |
| Their stoney heads looked so amazing and he laughed | |
| That' s why they tried to seize him | |
| He skipped and struggled hard to get off | |
| T' was a real mess around | |
| And undesigned the Blackshirts touched his feather | |
| Which froze in their frozen town | |
| Announcements spoken: | |
| Little Ernie didn' t believe his eyes when suddenly he was alone. Maraboo gave him a magic feather, which turned each Blackshirt into a stone. | |
| Totally exhausted Ernie went off this severe place and followed a way leading to the mountains. Half an hour later he rested in the shade of a HOWARD JOHNSON' s Where he began to consider whether he should turn around the record or have another hot dog... |
| zuò qǔ : Danielak, Eroc, J gerRahmig ... | |
| Look at the morning' s golden sun | |
| Her warmth had melt away your fantasy dreams | |
| Of Mr. GLEE prisoned in ROCKPOMMEL' s LAND | |
| Because he' d laughed and danced holding children' s hands | |
| Look Ernie where you are, forget about Mr. GLEE | |
| You' re just awoken on Maraboo' s tree | |
| Look at the morning' s golden sun | |
| Boiling the water kettle right on her head | |
| Old Maraboo is warming morning due for you | |
| Ain' t it enough at least for this dream to be true | |
| But Ernie said goodbye, to find Mr. GLEE | |
| And Maraboo gave him a feather on his way downtree | |
| On his way, his long, long way downtree | |
| You, have you got any aim you could hang on a name | |
| When you' re chasing around, climbing trees up and down | |
| See this sinister confusion around, little boy watch out | |
| You' re in ROCKPOMMEL' s SEVERITY TOWN | |
| This cursed place works so graceless and so loud | |
| Hey, mach schneller du Ochse | |
| The Blackshirts have imprisoned Mr. GLEE ' cos he wants to be the children' s friend | |
| Run little Ernie, you' re so young and so free | |
| Let your faith and your feather lead you to ROCKPOMMEL' s LAND | |
| Ernie chased around and found the town gate | |
| Where two Blackshirts were on guard | |
| Their stoney heads looked so amazing and he laughed | |
| That' s why they tried to seize him | |
| He skipped and struggled hard to get off | |
| T' was a real mess around | |
| And undesigned the Blackshirts touched his feather | |
| Which froze in their frozen town | |
| Announcements spoken: | |
| Little Ernie didn' t believe his eyes when suddenly he was alone. Maraboo gave him a magic feather, which turned each Blackshirt into a stone. | |
| Totally exhausted Ernie went off this severe place and followed a way leading to the mountains. Half an hour later he rested in the shade of a HOWARD JOHNSON' s Where he began to consider whether he should turn around the record or have another hot dog... |