Musik und Text: Martin Claire / M. Kulanek How many Al Bundys walk on the flor. How many child souls want to feel more? Little crazy the kids - it's a culture shock, hope ain't lasting long like a sheep on a flock. Bringing it back is the worst thing to do. Rebel in May, what are we gonna do? How many Sandies did they make fly? How many Katties are left in their cry? How many roads for the wind to calm down. A timeless ghost to excuse a clown? Bringing it back is the worst thing to do - Rebel in June, what are we gonna do? Changing the time, better take Pax tune down, leaving the bulls up on stange or on drungs there in hometown. Climbing the highest mount on the earth, flying with one hand - is sailing it worth? Rebel in Luly - what are we gonna do? Bringing it back is the worst thing to do. Drink with a zig, "Time to go" - waht you say? Time of masks over? Everything being rights way? Leaving the case, no solution to see: The wolf ain't Peter, seems Pauls to be. Bringing i! t back is the worst thing to do: Rebel in August, what are you gonna do? Woman are building from homebuilders store; old old mans shoes ain't fit to end wars. Getting a protest with child songs in pay against the cold war - what are thee gonna say? Bringin' it back is the worst thing to do, good Lord on September - your gonna do. Good Lord was no no echo - no song from the mid, bad Lord was the hell from pot, age and shit. Which Lord in mirrow seems stranger forgive thee, rebel on rebel, what's in the ...
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