Here is a fine, jaunty Ernst Mosch number. An easy polka tempo. It has an elusive sort of rhythmic swing, both tragic and light. But why the hobo costumes? I'm guessing that these guys have downed even more alcohol than I have lately. I would venture to say that to a man, they have given up on most aspects of life. Western Civilization itself may be a complete loss, the human endeavor may no longer be a worthy project. However, they have not given up on everything. They still have sweet, melodic music.