T.w.o.n.

Denim and leather dressed they went on stage
Taking us away to distant spheres
The audience went mad within the power cage
Never wasted any rocker senseless tears

Twenty years have gone since the glory days
Depression's rising up around our heads
I had the idea to bring rock back to fame
And show the weeping bastards we're far from dead

Twenty years we've waited for the call
Now we're standing all for one - one for all

Join us on our ride through time
We'll give you a cultural shock
We take you back to the shining age
When the town knew how to rock

I personally give a damn goth'n'grunge
It's a waste of time to cry for nothing at all
My music makes my life taste sweet as a blancmange
I enjoy watching the commercial robots fall

Twenty years we've waited for the call
Now we're standing all for one - one for all

Join us on our ride through time
We'll give you a cultural shock
We take you back to the shining age
When the town knew how to rock

The situation changed, now that I am on stage
In front of the audience I explode
Finally I have built my own powercage
When I sing to the maniacs my magic notes

Twenty years we've waited for the call
Now we're standing all for one - one for all

Join us on our ride through time
We'll give you a cultural shock
We take you back to the shining age
When the town knew how to rock

Denim and leather dressed they went on stage
Taking us away to distant spheres
The audience went mad within the power cage
Never wasted any rocker senseless tears

Join us on our ride through time
We'll give you a cultural shock
We take you back to the shining age
When the town knew how to rock