Turn Up
Lead the zeppelin to nirvana for my buddies and their hollies
The rolling stone of iron may then clash.
Be aware of the police, motor heads and beach boys
They've creamed the doors with anthrax
Guns and roses may not stop them
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
All you wanna hear is the greatest
Song of all time
It's not been written yet
So we're playing this one
Garden sounds like black crows kissing,
Floyed turned pink and Ramone is missing,
While eagles and wailers are fighting against the foo.
Jane gets addicted and santa's n.a.
please chuck all your berries away
rapid eye movement makes your day feel green
Blood, sweat and tears - hail to the queen
She was in a rage against the machines
Her grateful death was senseless
Sex and pistols may not stop them
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
All you wanna hear is the greatest
Song of all time
It's not been written yet
So we're playing this one
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
All you wanna hear is the greatest
Song of all time
It's not been written yet
So we're playing this one
The rolling stone of iron may then clash.
Be aware of the police, motor heads and beach boys
They've creamed the doors with anthrax
Guns and roses may not stop them
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
All you wanna hear is the greatest
Song of all time
It's not been written yet
So we're playing this one
Garden sounds like black crows kissing,
Floyed turned pink and Ramone is missing,
While eagles and wailers are fighting against the foo.
Jane gets addicted and santa's n.a.
please chuck all your berries away
rapid eye movement makes your day feel green
Blood, sweat and tears - hail to the queen
She was in a rage against the machines
Her grateful death was senseless
Sex and pistols may not stop them
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
All you wanna hear is the greatest
Song of all time
It's not been written yet
So we're playing this one
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up the radio
Turn up, turn up, turn up and blast the stereo
All you wanna hear is the greatest
Song of all time
It's not been written yet
So we're playing this one
Credits
Writer(s): Bernhard Kaufmann, Martin Dietl, Thomas Konrad, Markus Wonisch, Andreas Posch, Volker Schaffler, Gregor Muench, Georg Laller
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