Piece and silence,
heat and drought,
its not already there,
you hear the music everywhere.
I see a band on the stage,
performing in a rage.
Some noobs are not movin,
but everyone else is growin.
Chorus:
But I am here! I am here!
Where the hairs are flying,
In the crowd of flying heads.
In the ears the music rumbles,
like a biggest storm thunder.
Maybe you could get a shock,
but this music is pure rock.
Barmen pulls lots of beer,
youll be drunk like a deer.
Enjoy the show or get out,
if this guys are too loud.
Chorus:
But I am here! I am here!
Where the hairs are flying,
In the crowd of flying heads.
wow O_O thank you so much Carol... i dont know what to say now...... stop with it or i will be proud :D
but i really appreciate this, im glad you like it. ))))))))
Thank you so much Jim... this is my cooperation with Cuebitze from Nigeria... he is the singer not me, i made the music and lyrics...
No problem get it...