Lyrics
Es beginnt in einem Wald, alle Rechte sind bezahlt
Und es endet doch daheim
Meine Hände sind so kalt, denn die Zeit die ging ins Land
Meine Seele ist so rein
Die Rose kennt den Duft
Meine Stimme braucht die Luft
Denn der Wind ist so heiß wie nie
Sei es Rock, Punk, Heavy Metal, politics, or classical
It’s all music to me Hey, das waren Zeiten when hard rock was hard rock
Music was as tough as a nail
Und unsere Jungs, die waren nicht lazy they got out and made
It crazy but no one left to tell the jail
Der Bube fragt den König
Hey babe do you wanna dance?
Sie machen history dann sie sind scharf wie nie
The first pre-elected rock n roll band
The sound of Musik
Do the bang-bang-boogie, say up jump the boogie
Do the rhythm on the boogie the beat
Do the bang-bang-boogie, say up jump the boogie
Do the rhythm on the boogie the beat
Do the hip, do the hop, do the oh-oh-bebop do, the freestyle
Rock’n and we never gonna stop
Herr Präsident, wir kennen eine Sprache
Diese Sprache die heißt Musik
The sound of Musik
Can you hear the band playing, can you feel the bodies swaying
And if you feel the groove you better start to move
Step in time to the rhythm and move your feet to the beat
Hey everybody give Musik a chance and do the universal dance
The sound of music
Hear the James Brown song, hear the church choir sing
It’s the people’s voice they’re gonna bring up that bell and ring
The vienna Lipizzaner, they’re doing the rhythm and blues
It’s the jailhouse-rock, it’s steppin on my blue suede shoes
The sound of music
It’s Pavarotti, he’s the biggest Bobby Dylan fan
Sie machen alle Musik for boys, girls and big tall man
It’s Otis Redding, he’s sitting on the dock of the bay
Listen to the band, listen to the big-band, to the bang-bang
Listen to the bang-bang, blow horn
(Hey — listen to the band)
Listen to the band
(Hey — listen to the band)
Listen to the band
I want you listen to the band
(Hey — listen to the band)
The sound of music
It’s Lennon McCartney, Cole Porter too
They’re dancin with my babe, babe — ba — ba — ba — babe — blue
Hey daddy — don’t you bother me — it’s gonna be my Rock and roll day — give the children what they want
Hear the universal choir pray
Hear the James Brown song, hear the church choir sing
It’s the people’s voice they’re gonna bring up that bell and ring
It’s Otis Redding, he’s sitting on the dock of the bay
Give the children what they want, hear the children do the boogie
Do the bang-bang, do the boogie-bang
Hu-la-la-hu-la-la-e