Title: „Between Beat and Bombs“ Verse 1 We let our hair grow long, Rock from the States in our ears. Grand Funk, Deep Purple, Ten Years After, And bands nobody had heard in years. We watched the Beat Club, then Music Laden, Flower power, crazy clothes, anything goes. Peace signs ‘round our necks, olive jackets, Politics? Nah, we just lived the shows. Pre-Chorus Sometimes I felt the world’s anger, But I’d rather hear guitars than all the protest. Chorus / Hook Between beat and bombs, Between freedom and fear. We dreamed of music The world hadn’t given here. Everything flowing, everything wild, And the streets exploded outside. Verse 2 Vietnam on the radio, Edwin Starr sang “War”, To me it was soul, not a protest score. Classmates swore by Ton Steine Scherben, I just wanted to dance, not argue anymore. We were unpolitical, full of life, But the world pulled us in, with all its strife. Explosions in the city, just streets away, I was on my way to football, totally unaware that day. Pre-Chorus Sirens screaming, the world was so close, But all we thought of were our guitars. Chorus / Hook Between beat and bombs, Between freedom and fear. We dreamed of music The world hadn’t given here. Everything flowing, everything wild, And the streets exploded outside. Bridge (spoken/soft melody) Rohrbach Market, a flat right on my school path, The closeness made it real, too close to grasp. I was a kid caught between laughter and fear, Between dancing and the feeling that the world might tear. Final Chorus / Hook Between beat and bombs, Between freedom and fear. We dreamed of music The world hadn’t given here. Everything flowing, everything wild, And the streets exploded outside. Outro (soft, lingering) Guitar sounds in the night, Long hair blowing in the wind. And we kept on walking, Bombs behind us, music ahead.
