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TEXT UND MUSIK Jörn Ingwersen
ALLE STIMMEN ALLE INSTRUMENTE Jörn Ingwereb
ALLE STIMMEN ALLE INSTRUMENTE Jörn Ingwereb
1976
There was the old guard
Made of old farts
They were slow and heavy
For the most parts
There were the young guns
With the fast beat
Shootin’ out songs on repeat
The summer sun was burning down
On hairy heads and corduroy brown
Party people dancin’ disco
The lights went out in San Francisco
Music was a savage mix
Lazy boys played lazy licks
It was a crazy time to get your kicks
It was the year 1976
The Deadheads were dying out
Now the Blockheads were loud and proud
No more fuckin’ peace and love
Suddenly it was: Kill that dove!
That were the days of old and new
When worlds collided out of the blue
When sleepy-heads let slip the reigns
And suddenly there was so much energy
There was the old guard
Made of old farts
They were slow and heavy
For the most parts
There were the young guns
With the fast beat
Shootin’ out songs on repeat
The summer sun was burning down
On hairy heads and corduroy brown
Party people dancin’ disco
The lights went out in San Francisco
Music was a savage mix
Lazy boys played lazy licks
It was a crazy time to get your kicks
It was the year 1976
The Deadheads were dying out
Now the Blockheads were loud and proud
No more fuckin’ peace and love
Suddenly it was: Kill that dove!
That were the days of old and new
When worlds collided out of the blue
When sleepy-heads let slip the reigns
And suddenly there was so much energy
