Well, it was a techno D-day out on Omaha beach I was a reserved D.J. playing Columbian mountain beats Andres Landero, ay mi sombrero Hold onto your hats, we gotta go Because the noise inspector's with the sound detectors Were coming on down the beach And the counselors wanna pounce on us There we go disturbing the peace And the Cornish sun only just begun To sink into the western sea So to keep it low so the cops don't know And I spun my Harry Belafonte Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah On a techno D-day, a techno D-day Out on Omaha beach Where the troops believe in the life of freedom And this is all about free speech The day became night by the campfire light The crowd began testifying Using my headphones for a mike, for tenor saw's delight I sang another new sound is dying On a techno D-day, a techno D-day Where [Incomprehensible] the law can't reach On a techno D-day, a techno D-day We waited on Omaha beach We waited and we waited Behind me in the booth was the techno crew Ready with the crucial beats Still they said, "Keep it low, spin your calypso We're waiting for Babylon to retreat" The crowd was ready to riot, they were sick of being quiet We're still waiting for the signal to go Then the walkie talkie gear spat out the all clear And the boys hit the decks in full flow, go, g-g-go It was a techno D-day, a techno D-day Way out on Omaha beach Where the troops believe in a life of freedom And this is all about free speech Techno D-day, a techno D-day Way out on Omaha beach Where the troops believe in a life of freedom And this is about free speech Go, go, techno D-day, go, techno D-day Sometimes you have to get out of reach It was a techno D-day, a techno D-day And this is all about free speech © CASBAH PRODUCTIONS; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com