Mopedgäng Riders Song

Here is the Moppetgäng riders song Through the streets we roll along Saxony tunes with a reggae sound Bringing smiles to da people around Our mopeds hum and the speakers blast Rasta beats for the cool downcast Through hills and valleys the joy will last Blue smoke, and our mopeds roll past Moppetgäng coming through the lane Vibes so sweet taking all your pain Roots and rhythm in the pouring rain Feel the sunshine again and again Tiny engines sing a melody clear With the smell of freedom, my dear Spreadin’ love with no room for fear Saxony reggae with ganja and beer “Na hören Sie mal! Sie können doch nicht trinken und Moped fahren!” Moppetgäng coming through the lane Vibes so sweet taking all your pain Roots and rhythm in the pouring rain Feel the sunshine again and again No room for hate as we roll along Only Mopeds and love and a song Showing everyone a smile on our faces Saxony love comes from reggae embraces Moppetgäng coming through the lane Vibes so sweet taking all your pain Roots and rhythm in the pouring rain Feel the sunshine again and again People say we are out of place but, my dear, reggae ain’t no race Look around when the moped won’t start ev’ryone comes to help from their heart “Na hören Sie mal! Haben sie denn den Vergaser jemals sauber gemacht?” Moppetgäng coming through the lane Vibes so sweet taking all your pain Roots and rhythm in the pouring rain Feel the sunshine again and again We ride for peace under dusky skies The Moppetgäng with hearts that fly From Chemnitz down to Leipzig high Saxony nights we electrify This was the Moppetgäng riders song Through the streets we roll along Saxony tuned with a reggae sound Bringing love to da people around