Sadly, I think Khan is not actually around to accrue the brain damage from this homage. His loss. I just heard one of their songs in the iTunes music store.
And I have found a live performance of their hit song, "Moskau", right here! The Flash video ran somewhat stuttery for me, but the download link below it worked fine. Stef and I are already committed to learning this song-and-dance routine.
You can find this and many other Dshinghis Khan classics on iTunes.
Jon wanted a closeup of the male backup singers. Apparently the guy in blue wasn't too happy about being there. Or maybe he just got last pick of costumes, and blue was not his favorite. Regardless:
Man, you gotta love disco songs about Moscow, sung in Berlin-wall era Germany. I just imagine it being like a musical version of James Bond, or something.
Moskau
Fremd und geheimnisvoll
Türme aus rotem Gold
Kalt wie das Eis
Moskau
Doch wer dich wirklich kennt
Der weiß, ein Feuer brennt
In dir so heiß
Kosaken hey hey hey hebt die Gläser
Natascha ha ha ha du bist schön
Towarisch hey hey hey auf das Leben
Auf Dein Wohl Bruder hey Bruder ho
Moskau, Moskau
Wirf die Gläser an die Wand
Russland ist ein schönes Land
Ho ho ho ho ho, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Deine Seele ist so groß
Nachts da ist der Teufel los
Ha ha ha ha ha, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Liebe schmeckt wie Kaviar
Mädchen sind zum küssen da
Ho ho ho ho ho, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Komm wir tanzen auf dem Tisch
Bis der Tisch zusammenbricht
Ha ha ha ha ha
Moskau
Tor zur Vergangenheit
Spiegel der Zarenzeit
Rot wie das Blut
Moskau
Wer deine Seele kennt
Der weiß, die Liebe brennt
Heiß wie die Glut
Kosaken hey hey hey hebt die Gläser
Natascha ha ha ha du bist schön
Towarisch hey hey hey auf die Liebe
Auf Dein Wohl Mädchen hey Mädchen ho
Moskau, Moskau
Wirf die Gläser an die Wand
Russland ist ein schönes Land
Ho ho ho ho ho, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Deine Seele ist so groß
Nachts da ist der Teufel los
Ha ha ha ha ha, hey
Moskau
Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la
Ho ho ho ho ho, hey
Moskau, Moskau Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la
Ha ha ha ha ha
Oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Moskau, Moskau
Moskau, Moskau
Wodka trinkt man pur und kalt
Das macht hundert Jahre alt
ha ha ha ha ha, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Väterchen dein Glas ist leer
Doch im Keller ist noch mehr
Ha ha ha ha ha
Moskau, Moskau
Liebe schmeckt wie Kaviar
Mädchen sind zum küssen da
Ha ha ha ha ha
Moskau, Moskau
Komm wir tanzen auf dem Tisch
Bis der Tisch zusammenbricht
Ha ha ha ha ha, hey!
English:
Moscow Strangely and mysteriously towers from red gold cold like the ice Moscow nevertheless who you really knows white, a fire burns in you so hot Kosaken hey hey hey lifts the glasses of Natascha hectar hectar hectar you is beautifully Towarisch hey hey hey on the life on your well-being brother hey brother ho To Moscow, Moscow throw the glasses to the wall Russia is a beautiful country Ho ho ho ho ho, hey Moscow, Moscow your soul is is the devil as largely at night there hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar, hey Moscow, Moscow love tastes loose as caviar girl are to kiss Ho ho ho ho ho, hey Moscow, Moscow come there we dance on the table to the table breaks down hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar Moscow Gate to the past mirror of the Zarenzeit red like the blood Moscow who your soul knows white, the love burns hot like the glow Kosaken hey hey hey lifts the glasses of Natascha hectar hectar hectar you is beautifully Towarisch hey hey hey on the love on your well-being girl hey girls ho To Moscow, Moscow throw the glasses to the wall Russia is a beautiful country Ho ho ho ho ho, hey Moscow, Moscow your soul is is the matter the devil so largely at night there hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar, hey Moscow Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la Ho ho ho ho ho, hey Moscow, Moscow Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar of Oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh Moscow, Moscow Moscow, Moscow Wodka one drinks purely and coldly makes one hundred years old hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar, hey Moscow, Moscow Vaeterchen your glass is empty nevertheless in the cellar is still more hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar Moscow, Moscow love tastes like caviar girl is to kisses hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar Moscow, Moscow comes there we dances on the table to the table breaks down hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar, hey!
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Or the awesomeness.
Which are combining to cause some sort of brain-damaging radiation.
The guy on the right is thinking "WHY DID I SELL ALL OF MY HAIR FOR ONLY HALF OF A COAT?"
The guy on the left is thinking "I cannot believe that idiot sold me all of his hair for half a coat. I made some rocking sideburns out of it."
Only in German.
You can find this and many other Dshinghis Khan classics on iTunes.
I wasn't convinced that the video could ever live up to the album cover. I WAS WRONG!
I bet he has sharpened teeth.
Not sure if I'll be able to do the whole dance, either, since the thing's pretty long. I'll try to get the first bit done, though.
EDIT: You know what? The woman in the yellow dress really got gypped in that video. Everyone else got a closeup except for her.
Man, you gotta love disco songs about Moscow, sung in Berlin-wall era Germany. I just imagine it being like a musical version of James Bond, or something.
Oh Venus cool....
Fremd und geheimnisvoll
Türme aus rotem Gold
Kalt wie das Eis
Moskau
Doch wer dich wirklich kennt
Der weiß, ein Feuer brennt
In dir so heiß
Kosaken hey hey hey hebt die Gläser
Natascha ha ha ha du bist schön
Towarisch hey hey hey auf das Leben
Auf Dein Wohl Bruder hey Bruder ho
Moskau, Moskau
Wirf die Gläser an die Wand
Russland ist ein schönes Land
Ho ho ho ho ho, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Deine Seele ist so groß
Nachts da ist der Teufel los
Ha ha ha ha ha, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Liebe schmeckt wie Kaviar
Mädchen sind zum küssen da
Ho ho ho ho ho, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Komm wir tanzen auf dem Tisch
Bis der Tisch zusammenbricht
Ha ha ha ha ha
Moskau
Tor zur Vergangenheit
Spiegel der Zarenzeit
Rot wie das Blut
Moskau
Wer deine Seele kennt
Der weiß, die Liebe brennt
Heiß wie die Glut
Kosaken hey hey hey hebt die Gläser
Natascha ha ha ha du bist schön
Towarisch hey hey hey auf die Liebe
Auf Dein Wohl Mädchen hey Mädchen ho
Moskau, Moskau
Wirf die Gläser an die Wand
Russland ist ein schönes Land
Ho ho ho ho ho, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Deine Seele ist so groß
Nachts da ist der Teufel los
Ha ha ha ha ha, hey
Moskau
Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la
Ho ho ho ho ho, hey
Moskau, Moskau Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la
Ha ha ha ha ha
Oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Moskau, Moskau
Moskau, Moskau
Wodka trinkt man pur und kalt
Das macht hundert Jahre alt
ha ha ha ha ha, hey
Moskau, Moskau
Väterchen dein Glas ist leer
Doch im Keller ist noch mehr
Ha ha ha ha ha
Moskau, Moskau
Liebe schmeckt wie Kaviar
Mädchen sind zum küssen da
Ha ha ha ha ha
Moskau, Moskau
Komm wir tanzen auf dem Tisch
Bis der Tisch zusammenbricht
Ha ha ha ha ha, hey!
English:
Moscow Strangely and mysteriously towers from red gold cold like the ice Moscow nevertheless who you really knows white, a fire burns in you so hot Kosaken hey hey hey lifts the glasses of Natascha hectar hectar hectar you is beautifully Towarisch hey hey hey on the life on your well-being brother hey brother ho To Moscow, Moscow throw the glasses to the wall Russia is a beautiful country Ho ho ho ho ho, hey Moscow, Moscow your soul is is the devil as largely at night there hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar, hey Moscow, Moscow love tastes loose as caviar girl are to kiss Ho ho ho ho ho, hey Moscow, Moscow come there we dance on the table to the table breaks down hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar Moscow Gate to the past mirror of the Zarenzeit red like the blood Moscow who your soul knows white, the love burns hot like the glow Kosaken hey hey hey lifts the glasses of Natascha hectar hectar hectar you is beautifully Towarisch hey hey hey on the love on your well-being girl hey girls ho To Moscow, Moscow throw the glasses to the wall Russia is a beautiful country Ho ho ho ho ho, hey Moscow, Moscow your soul is is the matter the devil so largely at night there hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar, hey Moscow Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la Ho ho ho ho ho, hey Moscow, Moscow Lala lala lala la, lala lala lala la hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar of Oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh Moscow, Moscow Moscow, Moscow Wodka one drinks purely and coldly makes one hundred years old hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar, hey Moscow, Moscow Vaeterchen your glass is empty nevertheless in the cellar is still more hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar Moscow, Moscow love tastes like caviar girl is to kisses hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar Moscow, Moscow comes there we dances on the table to the table breaks down hectar hectar hectar hectar hectar, hey!
It's babelfish'd, so yeah.
By that I mean: Who the hell are they?
Or Russia, I'm still not really sure where they come from.