In the beginning at the boring time
back in 1999
The man killed the line
between punishment and the crime
On the planet Earth
there was no more fun
no sex no drugs no rock'n'roll
all music turned to a fashion show
White man had British pop
and black man had soul
But no, not a drop of a blood
'cause video killed the rock'n'roll
and God said “Oh my God!”
What's happened to the human being
What's happened to my lovely creatures
They all become a cold machine
No more love no more power
Machine without gasoline
Wake up Wake up crowd
Wake up from your boring dream
There is lighting
there is thunder
What's up with you I wonder
Lift your shoulders
stamp your feet
produce the extra protein
I'm gonna hit you hit you hit you hit you
hit you with my rythm stick
So let there be light
Let there be sound
let there be a music divine
It's Unza Unza Unza Unza time
No greater love Romeo and Juliet
But Shakespeare died and years passed by
Juliet knows everything about Romeo
Except why he tells her no at night
You know that beggars should not be choosers
Romeo's job has no social term
Jerking off is made for the losers
Instead of wit he sells his sperm
And every day just a same
Romeo's shame in black suitcase
and every day…
Romeo is a poor refugee
he's just another one to bite the dust
Juliet measures time by diamonds on her watch
They come together by the force of lust
And every day just a same
Romeo's shame in black suitcase
And every day…
I'm not Romeo
Maybe you are Juliet
but I'm not Romeo
Why do you wake up in sweat dear Romeo
Why does you face turn away from me
What is the pain that you are going trought
What is the secret that I cannot see
Oh I was dreaming I jumped by parashout
And I went down down since my birth
But at the moment I was ready for lending
Oh my God I missed planet Earth
Welcome abord dear passingers
This is your devil speaking
The emergency exit is on your right
Don't forget this is a no smoking flight
For all the shit you've done in history
I'm the one always to be blamed
For all your mistakes that you cannot named
The devil is guilty, the devil again
The time has come for you to know
I am victim of propaganda war
We are cruising at 20000 feet
Imagine how it must be cold
You can see an old person on the clouds
That person, that is God
He has hard hard time dealing with you all
It hidh tine now for new standards to be set
I can help you with a friendly advice
Let's sign peace agreement, wouldn't it be nice?
The time…
I'm talking to you in the business class
You are the ones who can understand
You have the power, you have the means
Sponsor my action if you please