Eins, zwei, drei, vier
Let's hear a cheer for the Queers, they got us here
Now we've got time to steal their beer
We'll get our kicks watching Joe play cool licks
We'll smile and nod, and steal his picks
And we'll smile once in a while
After every show
Cause the kids are here to see the Queers, but we'll still get paid
Oh oh oh oh
We'll cruise the Autobahn in our foreign van
Inquire about the hinterland
We'll talk to huns and fraulains about all kinds of things
Like where Ringo lost his rings
And we'll smile once in a while
After every show
Cause the kids are here to see the Queers, but we'll still get paid
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
And the kids will wonder, the kids will wonder
How we got this gig
But we'll just smile and leave their club
Carrying Hugh's rig
We'll eat knockwursts while sailing down the Rhine
Sip a craft of Paris wine
Brandy in a snifter and chocolate from a tort
Meat pie, meat pie, and more knockwursts
And we'll smile once in a while
After every show
Cause the kids are here to see the Queers, but we'll still get paid
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh
And the kids will wonder, the kids will wonder
How we got this gig
But we'll just smile and leave their club
Carrying Hugh's rig
We'll say goodbye, au revoir, and auf wiedersehen
Then we'll jump from a jetliner
We'll go to Heathrow, that's an airport
Then we'll lose our passports
And we'll smile once in a while
After every show
Cause the kids are here to see the Queers, but we'll still get paid
But we'll still get paid