Sheiss drauf lyrics

Lyrics in English and German to Sheiss drauf! (Mallorca ist nur einmal im Jahr) - a hit song at the Oktoberfest

The Balearic island of Majorca is so beloved by German holidaymakers it’s sometimes dubbed Germany’s 17th Bundesland (state).
Deutsch visitors tend to gravitate to the southern end of the sunny island’s capital, Palma - a place they know as Ballerman - home to rocking beer halls such as Oberbayern and Bierkönig.
It’s in these hedonistic dens orgiastic carousing that you’re likely to find Peter Wackel (born January 4, 1977), one of Germany’s most popular party singers and all-round wacky character.
His 2013 hit Sheiss drauf! (Majorca is only once a year) attempts to encapsulate that feeling you get when you’re nearing the end of a week of partying in the tropics, you’re not sure if you can get up and do it all again, but then decide to anyway because, what the heck! First-world problems, right?

READ MORE: Peter Wackel also popularised a song called Joana du geile Sau - Joana, you sexy wench - which is another Oktobefest favourite. Read up about it here

Sheiss drauf is base, funny, and incredibly popular, and still likely to get a spin in the Oktoberfest tents now and then.

But at course the the Munich beefest, the lyric 'Malle' - a nickname for Majorca - is swapped out for 'Wies'n' - the common German name for Oktoberfest.
Note: The title literally means ‘Sh*t on it!’ - a common expression in German that has the same sense as ‘bugger it!, sod it! Or, as I’ve gone for in this translation ‘To hell with that!’

Lyrics to Sheiss drauf! (Mallorca ist nur einmal im Jahr)

English Sheiss drauf! lyrics (Translation)

"To hell with that!"

To hell with that!
This is Peter Wackel and ‘To hell with that’
But to hell with that!
The original!

My head hurts, the legs too!
I’ve got a strange grubmle in my belly
No wonder I’m feeling so rough
Majorca is tough
Maybe I shouldn’t do it again today

Chips, sausages and beer every day
You’re not human anymore, you live like an animal
Nothing is normal on these days
The endless party becomes agony

But to hell with that! Majorca is only once a year
Ole, Ole und Schalala
But to hell with that! Majorca is only once a year
Ole, Ole und Schalala!

Out of the door one last time
I’ll manage it once more today
Still in bed now in the thick of it
During Happy Hour I’m the king

After a few litres I’m up and dancing
Because I often get a smooch out of it
Everyone’s chilled and they’re roaring about
Hardly any song is too dumb for us

But to hell with that! Majorca is only once a year
Ole, Ole und Schalala
But to hell with that! Majorca is only once a year
Ole, Ole und Schalala!

Now I’m getting into this, the whining is gone and here there’s no saying no
Everyone’s rocking in the town and in the countryside
There’s enough beer, but sanity is missing
But to hell with that! Majorca is only once a year

Ole, Ole und Schalala
But to hell with that! Majorca is only once a year
Ole, Ole und Schalala!
But to hell with that! Majorca is only once a year
Ole, Ole und Schalala!

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