I've Opened a Bar in St. Bloggersburg

When you stay at the Justineya Hotel, or after a great sporting event at EClairov Stadium, stop by for an ice cold vodka. You can walk from the Tomsky Station and send your husband over to cool his jets while you do some shopping at the Zomby Department Store.

On Thursdays, we have Karaoke Nights, which draw lots of participants from the Mesopotamium General Council office, as well as the students from Henderovich University.

Drinks are on the house for the Commissar

Der Kommissar
: by After The Fire
Lyrics by: Falco/Andy Piercy/Robert Ponger
Year: 1983


Zwei drei vier, one two three
It`s easy to see
But it`s not that I dont care so
Cause I hear it all the time
But they never let you know
On the TV and the radio

She was young, her heart was pure
But every night is bright she got
She said sugar is sweet
She come rappin to the beat
Then I knew that she was hot

She was singing
Don`t turn around, oh, oh
Der Kommissars in town, oh, oh
You`re in his eye
And you`ll know why
The more you live
The faster you will die

Alles klar, Herr Kommissar

She said, babe, you know
I miss Jill and Joe
And all my funky friends
But my street understanding
Was just enough to know
What she really meant

And I got to thinking
While she was talking
That I know she told the story
Of those special places that she goes
When she rides with
The others in the subway

Singing don`t turn around, oh, oh
Der Kommissars in town, oh, oh
And if he talks to you
And you don`t know why
You say your life
Is gonna make you die

Alles klar, Herr Kommissar

Ja ja ja ja ja.........

Well, we meet Jill and Joe
And brother Herr
And the whole cool gang
They`re rapping here
They`re rapping there
But she`s climbing on the wall
It`s a clear case, Herr Kommissar
Cause all the children know
They`re all sliding
Down into the valley
They`re all slipping
On the same snow

Hear the children
Don`t turn around, oh, oh
Der Kommissar`s in town, oh, oh
He`s got the power
And you`re so weak
And your frustration will not
Let you speak, la la la la

Don`t turn around, oh, oh
Der Kommissar`s in town, oh, oh
And if he talks to you
Then you`ll know why
The more you live
The faster you will die

Don`t turn around, oh, oh
Der Kommissar`s in town, oh, oh
Don`t turn around, oh oh
Der Kommissar`s in town, oh, oh
Alles klar, Herr Kommisar
Don`t turn around, oh, oh
Der Kommissar`s in town, oh, oh
Don`t turn around, oh, oh
Der Kommissar`s in town, oh, oh.....

Even though It's Monday

Day 8 in our Christmas Carols lesson says:

It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
Eddie Pola, George Wyle 1963

It's the most wonderful time of the year.
With the kids jingle belling,
and everyone telling you,
"Be of good cheer,"
It's the most wonderful time of the year.

There'll be parties for hosting,
marshmallows for toasting and
caroling out in the snow.
there'll be scary ghost stories and
tales of the glories of Christmases
long, long ago.

It's the most wonderful time of the year.
There'll be much mistletoeing
and hearts will be glowing,
when loved ones are near.
It's the most wonderful time of the year.