Roxemble - Back to the roots

In den Sixties: im Dorfsaal eine unruhige Menge. Ein Gitarrist und der Sänger waren noch im …äh “DSL“-Koma. Bloß keine Prügelei, also gaben wir zu dritt Gas mit “You Really Got Me“, “Satisfaktion“ u. a. Hits. Unser “Groupie-Bühnen-Equipment“ tanzte im Minirock, eine mit Tamburin. Der Mob tobte. In Gedenken daran dieser Song auch nur mit Guitar, Bass u. Drums. Der Text stammt aus Traumsequenzen nach Elvis Tod.

Back to the roots
Words & music by GPO/ROXemble)

My mind tells me, stupid works, same shit every day
You’re mad. You’re a rock’in guitar man
go back to your roots (go back where you came from)
Let’s go Baby. Your train is waiting
(And the train begins to roll.)

Yeah, when I think back to the children crying
it was a sad day when rock came round to get me
(go back where you came from)

That was no fucking winter blues, that was stronger
I nearly choked with my own puke
when rock came round to get me

And I jumped on the rolling train
when Elvis gave me his hand and said
„Come on we’ll play and do a crazy rock show
at heaven’s gate“

And we’re all rolling from beginning to end
We just have to go with the rhythm ‘cause the train
keeps on rolling

I can see many of you waving to me
For some of you life will be a tough show
Real hard Baby. But that’s rock
I nearly choked with my own puke
when rock came round to get me
(and the train keeps on rolling)

And when our show down here comes to its end
there’s the bigger show waiting
(and the train keeps on rolling)

a long time ago the warriors took their swords
and went to Walhalla.
Come on now, take your guitars today and play.
So long, so long, we’ll meet again.
The bigger show waits for all of you.

What’s shakin’? What am I doing here
Where is the Bar, where is there beer