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[Grapow] When |
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I grew up, long long time ago |
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All the music sound about peace and love |
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Everybody seemed so groovy and high |
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But behind the curtain they couldn`t realy fly |
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What I needed in all those young years |
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To make up my mind and from up my ears |
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Was this music which helped a lot |
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I have these tunes still in my head [Chorus:] |
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Release all your feelings |
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When you hear these old songs |
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Now it's time for memories |
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I like to hold on, on my dreams, my old dreams |
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A joint in my left, flowers in my head |
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Send a time- machine to bring back these fine times |
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A guy with afro-look played this axe like hell |
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Influenced me really so much and he burned them |
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As well Now |
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I'm here, without fear |
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I don't wanna listen to that grunge crap here |
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If you're a kid make me up your mind |
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Open your eyes don't be blind [Chorus] |
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Now I'm here, without fear |
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I don't wanna listen that grunge crap here |
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If you're a kid make me up your mind |
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Open your eyes don't be blind [Chorus] |
