(Ch. Keller/ M. Keller)
Fifteen years rolling down the keys, fifteen years of strain | Looking back and smiling, still hot blood in my veins | Took a long time to get where we are, others they call ‘em right off a star | We always did it, our own way | We came a long long way tonight, a hundred thousand miles | Being back home with the flowers in May, we‘ll stay here for quite a while | Lean back, and watch out | Three nights live, you better hold down | Here we come, make you tumblin‘ ‘round | Night-lif(v)e feeling „wake up!“, we’re in town | Making three steps forward, two steps back, sometimes been off the bea-ten track | But never forgot where we belong | Rainy days in the northern land, sunny times on the southern strand | Every single place we‘ve run through, has its own crook in our brain | We came a long long way to-night, a hundred thousand miles | Being back home with the flowers in May, we‘ll stay here for quite a while | Lean back, and watch out | Three nights live, you better hold down | Here we come, make you tumblin‘ ‘round | Night-lif(v)e feeling „wake up!“, we’re in town
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