Amon Duul II - Apocalyptic Bore Wenn die Sonne der Kultur niedrig steht werfen selbst Zwerge lange Schatten... One day, when suddenly by fortune We saw the U.F.O.s fly They brought us the so-called paradise They were spooking from the sky Desert became a blooming garden Like a dainty recreation field Everybodys keenest dreams came true Even gigantomaniacs were thrilled Frogmen lifted treasures Everybody got their parts It was a worldwide pleasure We all landed in the charts No horse that didnt win the race They found their destination As if they were shot through the space It was a big sensation... My neighbour lived in the middle ages His castle was cheaply rented Everybody now could explore the past Cause the time-continuum-robot was invented And then as skywriters signalized Their majesties the extraterrestians And then they came down in sparkling haze We called them the space-pedestrians There seemed to be happiness for eternity Mankind scored more and more Until one day the young growing up generation Called this age an apocalyptic bore There was nothing to fight for – no love no hate – Only a quivering in the air Kids had taken all their skybikes And were leaving for the Big Bear Dark shadows burst through the universe Mother Earth was really shocked All hopes all dreams had disappeared All ways, all minds were locked And the flood came... youtu.be/ftL-9-69NNA
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