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Such Music

Sell your last shirt for the tickets to the concert, everybody wants the tear down feathered and tarred. We missed you, it's been way too long. The show can now begin and everyone's like: "Yeah!"

Breathe the music, because it's like Ritalin DK is back with gorgeous melodies The tweeter* claps and they start streaming Still the brats no chance we will be disciplined

Not like Jay-Z we use auto tune, we upload it to the net, because they love to consume. Silly-Walk-excess** absolutely shamelessly we act so target-group specific

Dom Perignon and then the bottle goes bang! The Dumbo from the game comes out of nowhere*** We don't have to explain 'cause this is our slang you hang with your gang, but we hang with Sven.

And suddenly you hear such music. From the kids' room, during the work out, who still makes such music in this day and age? During job hunting, in the good room, Finally such music is playing again. Recently at the party, at the guerilla swings**** and from the car pumps such music. At the parent teacher interview, at the hangover breakfast and in the Oval Office.

Then you're logged out from the freaks and the smog, Chili-cheese, pop or heaviest mosh. Create your world, you feel safe in it, costs a bit of money, but it's only money after all. Soundtrack of your life, pump it, make it loud. The rocked out clown parties you to dust. We celebrate the noise and then we smash guitars, We brig out the noise makers and get out of line. Lalalala boom the music comes apart at the seams (seams), like primates we bang on sticks and stones (stones), we push all night on the 808***** and build paper planes out of sheet music by Bach.

Such music. While changing tires, on the tourist mile, you totally crave such music. During puberty, during midlife crisis, because your soul needs such music. In the hobby room, while canvassing, at the day unit. Such music. During continuing education, in the death zone, the whole place parties.

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Sell your last shirt for the tickets to the concert, everybody wants the tear down feathered and tarred. We missed you, it's been way too long. The show can now begin and everyone's like: "Yeah!"

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