Waldi Gang Songtext
von Crisix

Just another night at ten o′clock
Mark is waiting so alone
Meanwhile, Busi is working so hard
Delivering pizza!

Requena is getting nervous at his home
With desire to rehearse and making joints
Javi and Juli are brewing nasty farts
Eating fast food

Now, it's time to play, it′s time to work
It's time to talk about shit
About tits, about us, we are

Waldi, Waldi gang, Ina Waldis, Waldi band
We are misfits, not the punk band
We are true Ralph Wiggum fans
We are Waldi gang
Go banana


You know the next show is coming soon
We're planning to use maracas and ballons
A fake electric chair and monkey masks
We′re lost in Wacken

The Madness is goin′ on in Waldi land
The example are the lyrics we are writing
I don't know what to say, so
Eh McArena, aye!

Now, it′s time to play, it's time to work
It′s time to talk about James
About blitz, about thrash

Waldi, Waldi gang, Ina Waldis, Waldi band
We are misfits, not the punk band
We are true Mr. Bean fans
We are Waldi gang

Fuckin' Inawaldis

Late at night before the march
We′ve got more to say
Here we stand like there's no tomorrow
We love this shit, we love this way
We love this fuckin' sound
We don′t give a fuck if you don′t understand


We are Waldis, Waldi gang
Inawaldis, Waldi band
There's no cure, too late
Waldi gang