Pravda - 1,2,3,4 Rock! | Текст песни

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• Pravda
• 1,2,3,4 Rock!

I go to a concert with my concert ticket
In the concert hall I wait for rock'n'roll
members of the band come Go! the drummer starts on
bass guitars and singer, headbanger

1,2,3,4! Rock is on the floor
That's what I'm looking for
1,2,3,4! Rock is on the floor
That's what I'm looking for

I go to a concert with drugs and cigarettes
I forget school all is fucking cool
all the band is sweaty, the drummer pulls a face
all the band is funky, heavy guitars and deep bass

1,2,3,4! Rock is on the floor
That's what I'm looking for
1,2,3,4! Rock is on the floor
That's what I'm looking for

In the end I go backstage, it drives me crazy
I always go backstage, I always feel dizzy
I see blondes about the band, the singer stares at me
right from where I stand it's beer sex and charley

1,2,3,4! Rock is on the floor
That's what I'm looking for
1,2,3,4! Rock is on the floor
That's what I'm looking for