An untitled poem: It was my first time and I was nervous like shitHow will I enter, what should I say?Have I the stamina, how long can I stay?If I get lost, will I find my way?I know I will like this, so fuck, just do it A festival centered on my favorite manIn a place called Bad DoberanI've wanted to go thereBut now that I am hereI wonder if I am prepared and will findThe things I have pictured in my mind I study the map by the gate and seeThe venues that beckons to meThe Rennbahn is built for horse racesBut now there will be no long facesJust thousands of creeps chilling in the parkAnd...

Ankunft um 12 in Bad DoberanGucke mir erstmal die Statue an Einkaufen, und weiter nach HeiligendammMit Molli, der nostalgischen Dampfeisenbahn Ausstieg Rennbahn, erstmal ein BierMystery Stage - Warm up um Vier Zelt aufgebaut, so langsam wird's vollDie Exhibition wie immer toll Main Stage am Abend, geile Bands sind dabeiJam Session und Mugge bis Nachts um Zwei

It wasn't very large, there was just enough place to pack some bands.In the town of Bad DoberanThere's a festival for a few thousands.Lots of them got a moustache,Pigtails, coneheads and Zappa hatsAnd a couple of marimbas,Even a guy doing some air guitar. We finally got to Rennbahn,Beers were cold, friends were mad We could hear the same old songIn the afternoon, ringing loud,From the Mystery Stage at full blastIt could be Willy, from Hot RatsAll we heard was bliss for us,It was just like... Arf Arf Arf Arf ArfArf Arf Arf Arf Arf Arffff In downtown Bad DoberanFrank's Statue awaits for usSmoking...