Brenna Tuats Guat lyrics

Lyrics to Brenna Tuats Guat in English and the original German, a hit with a bit of a message that goes down great at the Munich Oktoberfest

In a way, Brenna Tuats Guat - English: It [money] burns well - is a protest song, which already makes it unusual for an Oktoberfest hit.
But the deep themes are no doubt part of why Austrian Hubert von Goisern’s 2011 song has become so popular.
Sung in a pretty thick Austro-Bavarian dialect, Brenna Tuats Guat is a critique of greed, corruption and money, written amid the backdrop of the financial crisis of 2007–2008.
Brenna-tuats-guat Von Goisern (born 1952) goes on to bash bioethanol, a fuel made up of 10 per cent wheat, which the Austrian government wanted to start importing in 2012.
He muses about why wheat should be burned while some people are going hungry.
The song itself has a nice momentum, and Von Goisern’s yodeling breaks and accordion work remind you where its heart is.

Lyrics to Brenna Tuats Guat

German Brenna Tuats Guat lyrics

Brenna tuats guat Hubert von GoisernHubert von Goisern.
Pic: Martin Kucera

Wo is da platz
Wo da deifi seine kinda kriagt
Wo is da platz
Wo all's z'samm rennt
Wo is des feier
Hey wo geht 'n grad a blitz nieder
Wo is 'n die hütt'n
Wo der stadl der brennt

Hab'n ma pech oder an lauf
Fall'n ma um oder auf
Samma dünn oder dick
Hab'n an reim oder glück
Teil ma aus, schenka ma ein
Toan ma uns abi oder g'frein
San ma christ hätt ma gwisst
Wo da teufel baut in mist

A jeder woass, dass es
Geld nit auf da wiesen wachst
Und essen kann ma's a nit
Aber brenna tat's guat
Aber hoazen domma en woazen
Und de ruabn und den kukuruz
Wann ma lang so weiter hoazen
Brennt da huat

Wo is des geld
Des was überall fehlt
Ja hat denn koana an genierer
Wieso kemman allweil de viara
De liagn, de die wahrheit verbieg'n
Und wanns nit kriagn was woll'n
Dann wird's g'stohln
De falotten soll der teufel hol'n

Da is da platz
Wo da teufel seine
Kinda kriagt
Wo all's z'sammrennt
Wo ist es Feier
Wo geht'n grad a Blitz nida
Wo isn de Hittn
Wo da Stodl der brennt?

A jeder woass, dass es
Geld nit auf da wiesen wachst
Und essen kann ma's a nit
Aber brenna tat's guat
Aber hoazen toan ma woazen
Und de ruabn und den kukuruz
Wann ma lang so weiter hoazen
Brennt da huat
A jeder woass

 

 

 

 

 

 

English Brenna Tuats Guat lyrics (translation)
"It burns well"

Where is the place
where the Devil has children
Where is the spot
where everything comes together
Where is the fire
(hey) Where is that lightning striking
Where the shack that’s burning down?

Is this bad luck or are we on a roll
Are we giving in or getting attention
Are we thin or fat
Having bad luck or good
Are we dishing it out or telling the truth
Are we knocking ourselves or are we happy
If we’d be Christians, we’d have known
Where the Devil screws things up

Everyone knows, that money
Doesn’t grow on the meadow
And you can’t eat it either
But it burns well
But we’ll stoke up the wheat
And the turnips with the corn
And if we keep on stoking it
Everything will go to Hell

Where is the money
That’s missing everywhere
Isn’t that embarrassing to anyone
Why do the people always come
Who lie and bury the truth
And when they don’t get what they want
They steal it
The Devil should catch up with these crooks

Where is the place
where the Devil has children
Where is the spot
where everything comes together
Where is the fire (hey)
Where is that lightning striking
Where the shack that’s burning down?


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