You can fly among the clouds,
But everybody is saying you: "you shall go down".
Music for pleasure, universal feeling, no nation.
Social D., The Ramones, The Dictators and the Stones.
Only put the record on the stereo.
Put on your ears the headphones,
Take the volume to the top.
Only good music will save your soul,
Before the angels sing to carry you on.
They will tell for you stories about heartache and love.
And these are real, don't confuse them with a industry stock.
Under melodic noise, that's my joy.
I'm free to create and destroy.
I figured out that pages must be written.
A cake's part for us should be bitten.
Don't be on shame and move your ass.
Express yourself maybe you shake us.
Coulters are falling from the branches.
I wish you don't be the next victim of life's chess.
Only good music will save your soul,
Before the angels sing to carry you on.
They will tell for you stories about heartache and love.
And these are real, don't confuse them with a industry stock.
This is music for pleasure.
Only good music will save your soul,
Before the angels sing to carry you on.
They will tell for you stories about heartache and love.
And these are real, don't confuse them with a industry stock.
