[Songtext zu „Hip Hop Bommi Bop“]

[Intro: Freddy Love]
Man, are you ready?

[Verse 1: Freddy Love]
I came across the ocean on a subway line
Invited to a wedding party of some friends of mine
North, south, east, even west
I knew when I arrived the party would be fresh
So my train stopped at the dock
I felt that it was time to hit the hop
Ah, to the hip-hip, the hop, you don't stop
Yeah, that party rocked
I wanted something to drink and a bite to eat
A place to go party and rock to the beat
So when I turned the corner, to my surprise
I heard a sound that made me realise
I heard a sound when I turned the corner
I knew that, that I wasn't a goner
I had to turn the corner, what did I hear?
A hundred voices shout loud and clear
And this is what I heard them say

[Chorus: Freddy Love]
Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder
A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt
They said, Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder
A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt
Und dazu ein belegtes Brot mit Schinken
Ein belegtes Brot mit Ei
Das sind zwei belegte Brote
Eins mit Schinken, eins mit Ei
[Interlude: Freddy Love]
Ei, Ei, Ei, Ei
Check it out

[Verse 2: Freddy Love]
They said the formula for feelin' fine
Is to drink Bommerlunder all the time
So come on y'all and you drink it up
The Bommerlunder kinda make you shake your butt
Oh, yeah this drink is right on time
They said a couple of sips and it will blow your mind
You see to drink Bommerlunder you don't need class
You can be a smelly bum sittin' on your ass
Or you can be a king or even a queen
And when you drink Bommerlunder on the scene
You see, get something to drink and then stand on your head
Bommerlunder rock the living and rock the dead
So get off your seat and rock to the beat
To the beat stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp your feet
To the Bommer, Bommer, Bommer, Bommerlunder beat
So check it out

[Interlude: Freddy Love]
Toten Hosen in the place to be, all together now
Let me hear you sing
[Chorus]
Bommer, Bommer, Bommerlunder
Bommerlunder eisgekühlt
Bommer, Bommer, Bommerlunder
(Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder)
A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt

[Interlude: Die Toten Hosen]
Eisgekühlter Bomme—
(Bommer, Bommerlunder)
Eisgekühlter Bommer—
(Eisgekühlt) Bommerlunder a-eis
Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder (Eiskühl)
Ah, ah, eisgekühlter (Ah)

[Verse 3: Freddy Love]
Wait, wait, Dummkopfs! (Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder)
You guys must be from Düsseldorf
You see rappin' to the beat is not hard
For me rap-rocking is my job
The stuff you're talking sounds like crap
You don't even understand the meaning of rap
You don't even know how to keep the beat
Y'all sound like a clown that stare right at me
I can tell by the clothes and the way you look
That you can never ever make it to the fashion-book
Yeah, you can giggle, shout and do shit like that
If you can't keep the beat you'll never make a rap like this
And you don't stop, that's not the way that you rap
You better keep practisin' all night long
And maybe in a hundred years you'll have a hit song
Well I'm sick and tired of this Bommerlunder-jive
Goin' back to New York where the people are live
So check, check, check it out
Freddy Love is gonna be up out
[Outro: Freddy Love, Die Toten Hosen]
Come on, come on, Toten Hausen
Let me hear you do it to the beat (Ah, yeah)
Trini, come on, scratch it up (Yeah, let's do it)
*bad mouth scratching* Cut the beat
Ah, Campi, come on, let me hear you rock the house
(Let's rock the) Yeah, let's rock the house
Rock the boat, baby
Breiti, rock it (Check it out)
(What do you mean, the beat?)
Andy, come on (Yeah, uh!)
Now, check it out, loser
Beat! Kick to the beat!
Trini (Yeah, yeah! Yeah, cool, man)
Rock it, come on, come on, come on (Hip-hop, hip-hop, boppity-bop)
Hip-hop, hop it, hip-hop, bop it, bop
You guy's gotta rock the house, man
You gotta like rock and don't stop (I think we're pretty good at that)
You gotta rock and don't stop
(Don't stop and rock, uh)
(Like that?) To the rhythm of the beat, come on
To the rhythm of the beat, we can make [?]
Toten Hausen, I know you can rock the house (Yeah)