We've seen Master Chief do some bizarre stuff over the years. He's fallen in love with a Storm Trooper and even taken time off to pursue an acting career. Now he's trying to break into the burgeoning German music scene under the stage name of Michael Wendler, with his first single, "Piloten wie Wir." Somewhere right now, David Hasselhoff is probably crying into a cheeseburger.
But we digress. All of this exposition means nothing until you've actually watched Master Chief take you to the space bar, space bar, space bar. So head past the break and do that. Do that right now.
[Thanks, Nathan]
Pilots like us, have no fear
Flying way too high, crash a long way
Pilots like us, have no fear
Flying way too high, sometimes we crash
Ah... I miss Europe. But I am okay to be in the U.S. of A. Of course, you won't find strangely catchy but weird techno pop songs with the most awkward lyrics here. :(
The last time I saw a Borg shoulder-punch an oversized Yoda while a chick in a Buck Rogers uniform was having a drink, I'm pretty sure mind-altering substances were involved...
it would be totally awsome if on the day halo reach is release gamers popped in their freshly purchased 65$ game disk and they were treated to this delightful and captivating video, it would change the world, it would bring people together, united as one human nation :-) ... :-\
As if I needed another reason to be ashamed to live here... Just horrible. Funny enough though I had to watch this video through a proxy, because youtube gave me that "sorry, you live in the wrong country to watch this video" message.
OK, I'm from germany.. this guy speaks german.. why can't I see the video in my country? :) But I somehow managed to see the video using a proxy and I can tell all of you that a normal german won't hear his music only 50 year old women having a midlife crisis like the music of Michael Wendler!
Not sure why I'm doing this, but oh well... This is probably not the most literal translation, but I tried rephrasing it so it would make sense. Here goes nothing: --- Now I'm sitting here In that bar for days. Didn't sleep And my cash is gone. My last beer How could I endure this? What remains of me If I lose you as well?
Pilots like us don't know fear, fly way too high But fall deep. Pilots like us don't know fear, fly way too high, but sometimes you fall.
At Midnight That guy came to the bar A real wreck Feeling even worse than me. "My friend" he says And without further questions he said Surely, I'm feeling the same as you. -- Yeah and then the chorus repeats...
