Lyrics of Er is vom Land - Wolfgang Ambros

Er is vom Land (original)

Er Is Vom Land, blöd wie die Nacht
Am Sonntag zieht er an sei?
Tracht
Er geht in’d Kirch’n, danach zum Wirt
Und dort wird heftig diskutiert
Er is vom Land, er wass an schass
Doch wenn ma’n razt, dann geht er Hass
Dann haut er hin, so fest er kann
Dann wird ihm schlecht vom Saufen
Und er speibt si?
an
Er ist vom Land, er ist vom Land
Man kennts am G’sicht, man kennts am G?
wand
Er wünscht si' an GTI
Er hat an Astra, und der is immer hin
Er is vom Land und pumperlg’sund
Sei G’sicht is rot, sein Bauch is rund
Er is so bled
Dass er scho’s dritte Mal
Den Haider wählt
Er is vom Land, er is vom Land
Und wie a Stier is er beinand
Doch keine will ihn
Drum wixt er nur
Nur ein, zweimal im Jahr, da leist' er si' a Hur'
Er is vom Land, er is vom Land
A grosse Papp’n, an klan' Verstand
Er kann halt ned, so wie er wü
Drum gibt er Gas, drum haut er hin
Er is vom Land und so vü bled
Er is so bled
Des gibt’s gor ned

(translation)

He's from the country, stupid as the night
On Sunday he puts on his?
costume
He goes to the church, then to the inn
And there's a lot of discussion going on there
He's from the country, he's got shit
But if you razt, then he hates
Then he hits it as hard as he can
Then he gets sick from drinking
And he spits?
at
He's from the country, he's from the country
You know it by the face, you know it by the G?
wall
He wishes it on a GTI
He has an Astra, and it's always gone
He's from the country and pumperlg'sund
His face is red, his belly is round
He is so bled
That he shot it the third time
The Haider chooses
He's from the country, he's from the country
And like a bull he is legged
But nobody wants him
That's why he just jacks off
Only once or twice a year, he does si' a hur'
He's from the country, he's from the country
A big Papp'n, on klan' mind
He just can't, just as he would like
That's why he accelerates, that's why he hits
He's from the country and so vü bled
He is so bled
There's no such thing