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