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Morning enters guns blazing
An' shatters the door to my shack
I wake with a scream, in my bed
Be a man with hair on his back

What did I do? Who are you?
Where's my crew?
Why is my memory black?
Is it a coup?
What's this god awful brew?
What's a dudelsack?

I hear drums are ringing in my head and my ear
And the cries of dying cats are everywhere
I smell of wine and rum and cherry beer
From a night at Schewarzer Kater

A black cat crosses the street
As I try to my last night unfold
The bearded monk approaches
And hands me a pouch full of gold
What did I do? Who are you?
Where's my crew?
Why is my memory black?
Is it a coup?
What's this god awful brew?
What's a dudelsack?

I hear drums are ringing in my head and my ear
And the cries of dying cats are everywhere
I smell of wine and rum and cherry beer
From a night at Schewarzer Kater

What did I do?
Who are you?
Where's my crew?
The cat is crying meow!

A sound reminisced from the deepest abyss
And it sounds something like this

I hear drums are ringing in my head and my ear
And the cries of dying cats are everywhere
I smell of wine and rum and cherry beer
From a night at Schewarzer Kater

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