Tuesday evening fast pace steps
Basement stairs lit up red
Smoky room with unseen people
Come to us and take a seat
Seven mustaches in a circle
Talking about Winston Churchill
The one with the feather hat
Tells me to listen and relax
How did I end up here
The doctor hands me his beer (beer, beer, beer, beer)
I look to the archeologist
And I realize that I'm stuck with drunk academics
Who's this dimwit in our mids
Asks the psychologist
The lawyer laughs who are you to judge
He fixed my Maybach last month
You see I may not be
As educated as thee
But the truth is let me speak
I fixed your car as well last week
How did I end up here
The doctor hands me his beer (beer, beer, beer, beer)
I look to the archeologist
And I realize that I'm stuck with drunk academics
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Tuesday evening fast pace steps
Basement stairs lit up red
Smoky room with unseen people
Come to us and take a seat
Seven mustaches in a circle
Talking about Winston Churchill
The one with the feather hat
Tells me to listen and relax
How did I end up here
The doctor hands me his beer (beer, beer, beer, beer)
I look to the archeologist
And I realize that I'm stuck with drunk academics
Who's this dimwit in our mids
Asks the psychologist
The lawyer laughs who are you to judge
He fixed my Maybach last month
You see I may not be
As educated as thee
But the truth is let me speak
I fixed your car as well last week
How did I end up here
The doctor hands me his beer (beer, beer, beer, beer)
I look to the archeologist
And I realize that I'm stuck with drunk academics
Basement stairs lit up red
Smoky room with unseen people
Come to us and take a seat
Seven mustaches in a circle
Talking about Winston Churchill
The one with the feather hat
Tells me to listen and relax
How did I end up here
The doctor hands me his beer (beer, beer, beer, beer)
I look to the archeologist
And I realize that I'm stuck with drunk academics
Who's this dimwit in our mids
Asks the psychologist
The lawyer laughs who are you to judge
He fixed my Maybach last month
You see I may not be
As educated as thee
But the truth is let me speak
I fixed your car as well last week
How did I end up here
The doctor hands me his beer (beer, beer, beer, beer)
I look to the archeologist
And I realize that I'm stuck with drunk academics
Writer: Lennart Gemballa
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid