The Sound of Cologne
Doleful Lions
GENRE
When the record I just bought hits the needle
And the man that rocks my world, his name is Dieter
Cause I love to hear the sound of the drummer as he drowns out all the singing
All alone down in my room is one of my ways
To bury all this hard-luck world with Can’s Future Days
Cause I love to hear the sound of the drummer as he drowns out all the playing
And when I’ve lost my place, I can go to Inner Space
Or hang out on the Autobahn, where we will have fun, fun, fun
And the Man-Machine is weighting Paperhouses
And the Man-Machine is in the Computer World
[unintelligible]
I’m hearing Cluster above the bluster and could not care less
Cause I love to hear the sound of a jockey as he drowns out [unintelligible]
And when NEU! makes a noise, they sound just like the Beach Boys
From Dusseldorf, with highway cone, digging the sound of Cologne
And the Showroom Dummies are in Electric Cafe
And the Showroom Dummies are riding the Tour de France
I wanted life, but I hear the sound
I hear the sound of the Trans-Europe Express
It gives me something to confess
That I love the sound, I love the sound, I love the sound
(I hear the sound)
And the man that rocks my world, his name is Dieter
Cause I love to hear the sound of the drummer as he drowns out all the singing
All alone down in my room is one of my ways
To bury all this hard-luck world with Can’s Future Days
Cause I love to hear the sound of the drummer as he drowns out all the playing
And when I’ve lost my place, I can go to Inner Space
Or hang out on the Autobahn, where we will have fun, fun, fun
And the Man-Machine is weighting Paperhouses
And the Man-Machine is in the Computer World
[unintelligible]
I’m hearing Cluster above the bluster and could not care less
Cause I love to hear the sound of a jockey as he drowns out [unintelligible]
And when NEU! makes a noise, they sound just like the Beach Boys
From Dusseldorf, with highway cone, digging the sound of Cologne
And the Showroom Dummies are in Electric Cafe
And the Showroom Dummies are riding the Tour de France
I wanted life, but I hear the sound
I hear the sound of the Trans-Europe Express
It gives me something to confess
That I love the sound, I love the sound, I love the sound
(I hear the sound)
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