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Zweiter Track der "blue side".
Von Denver aus machen sich Sal (Jack Kerouac) und Dean (Neal Cassady), begleitet von Stan (Frank Jeffries) in einer alten Klapperkiste auf den Weg nach Mexiko, so beschrieben in Kap. IV von „On The Road“. Der von Kerouac verwendete Wortschatz wird im Songtext immer dann beibehalten, wenn die vorgegebene Form es zuläßt (d.h. die Musik war zuerst da). Anregung für das Thema war die folgende Assoziation: Latin Percussion – Santana – Mexiko – „Unterwegs“.
Musik: Roland Enders
Songtext: Richard Bellinghausen
Von Denver aus machen sich Sal (Jack Kerouac) und Dean (Neal Cassady), begleitet von Stan (Frank Jeffries) in einer alten Klapperkiste auf den Weg nach Mexiko, so beschrieben in Kap. IV von „On The Road“. Der von Kerouac verwendete Wortschatz wird im Songtext immer dann beibehalten, wenn die vorgegebene Form es zuläßt (d.h. die Musik war zuerst da). Anregung für das Thema war die folgende Assoziation: Latin Percussion – Santana – Mexiko – „Unterwegs“.
Musik: Roland Enders
Songtext: Richard Bellinghausen
Travelling southbound in a rattling sedan
They crisscrossed the map with bashful Stan
Magical land found at the end of the road
Imagined or real, the landscape for sure showed it
Dashing off after wild holy Denver nights
It receded fast like the city of misty salt
Entering a brandnew unknown phase of things
Leaving everything far behind, all the fails and faults
Instantly they were red-eyed from mistral-winds
Driving on the route of outlaws
Border crossing, cool and slow
"It's not hard to have a good time
Here in Mehico"
Met a local cat called Victor
Rolling big cigars of tea
Frantic mambo dancing hookers
Drinking heavily
Travelling southbound in a rattling sedan
They crisscrossed the map with bashful Stan
Magical land found at the end of the road
Imagined or real, the landscape for sure showed it
Still they were high on women and conga beats
In the trees above countless millions of insects roared
Jungleland takes you over, you merge with it
To the dizzy heights on the roof of the world they soared
Sal and Dean got their kicks down in Mexico
They crisscrossed the map with bashful Stan
Magical land found at the end of the road
Imagined or real, the landscape for sure showed it
Dashing off after wild holy Denver nights
It receded fast like the city of misty salt
Entering a brandnew unknown phase of things
Leaving everything far behind, all the fails and faults
Instantly they were red-eyed from mistral-winds
Driving on the route of outlaws
Border crossing, cool and slow
"It's not hard to have a good time
Here in Mehico"
Met a local cat called Victor
Rolling big cigars of tea
Frantic mambo dancing hookers
Drinking heavily
Travelling southbound in a rattling sedan
They crisscrossed the map with bashful Stan
Magical land found at the end of the road
Imagined or real, the landscape for sure showed it
Still they were high on women and conga beats
In the trees above countless millions of insects roared
Jungleland takes you over, you merge with it
To the dizzy heights on the roof of the world they soared
Sal and Dean got their kicks down in Mexico
