Mr. Kluger Songtext
von Shy Nobleman

Mr. Kluger, an inventor, a smart fat man
My brother knows him very well
Practice at the gym club every second day
And to the Russian girls he pays

And the rainbow in the sky
Is sending kisses to all the stars in the space
And she′s really getting angry
If one of them is found dead


Mr kluger went to the judge's house
I was lying on the floor
With his magic dryer all the wetness all had gone
And crazy laughter through the door

Mr. Kluger, an inventor a smart sad man
Invented a salt-cellar
Still he goes on inventing
If he could just get it right, he might, he might

Mr. Kluger cries
Mr. Kluger cries