cover 1974 ballermann
uhr 1974 ballermann

Sahara

Take your car drive to Africa, in the Sahara you'll find the bones of Ali Baba
Take your car drive to Africa, in the Sahara you'll find Ali Baba
Long ago 300 years or so Ali Baba went with his new Rock band
To the land of the big big sand, to give a free-concert in Bir Bu Sareiigk
Take your car drive to Africa, in the Sahara you'll find the bones of Ali Baba
Take your car drive to Africa, in the Sahara you'll find Ali Baba
When they started with their show, a storm came up and then it snowed
Ali cried: oh what aplit, now we must do a snowball fight

Nickelodeon

Fix you for the journey through illusionwood's paradise
And forget to muse about why some Asians got no rice
Fix you and put your dull opinion about the other one's affairs
Packed into a silver coin through the slot right there
That's when the Nickelodeon, the coin-swallowing beast
Begins to rip away the curtain from your foolish face
It makes you free and it takes you to see
It puts to say the least
Your poor old rotten body into music's warm embrace
Fix you for the journey through illusionwood's paradise
And forget to muse about why some Asians got no rice
That's when the Nickelodeon, the coin-swallowing beast
Begins to rip away the curtain from your foolish face
It makes you free and it takes you to see
it puts to say the least
Your poor old rotten body into music's warm embrace

Drummer's Dream

You see the waters running down to the sea
You see the mountains stand majestic and free
You see the trees and flowers and the sky
You are asking why you are born for today, born for to die
Everything around you is not really to be seen
It's a picture of a great fantastic dream
You feel the winds of change, the sounds of rearrange
And then somebody screams “hey man why do you look so strange”
Going on the way of our poor dependent time
Chasing lights around you but they want to keep you blind
You search for help from heaven while you're creeping on the ground
Playing in a band is only one hell to be found
Going on the way of our poor dependent time
Chasing lights around you but they want to keep you blind
Everything around you is not really to be seen
It's a picture of a great fantastic dream, fantastic dream....

Morning Song

Listen the clock from the tower strikes eight and the sun
Rising, enlighting the hour, the day has begun
Far from the shadows of night, gladly absorbing the light
All around the stream of life runs so bright
Listen the clock from the tower strikes quarter to nine
Dew drops like glittering diamonds shine
Once all the heavens were gray, no one remembers today
Icicles formed of yesterday's tears melt away
Listen the clock from the tower strikes twelve very soon
And at the top of day-mountain there is high noon
Lets stay there for a while, giving each other a smile
Time of life will run down like a morning flies by

Magic Train

Fantasy is here to stay in spite of words of this song
If you can't get what I say let this train take you along
To the land with the violet sun where purple waves roll ashore
Where living always means to be fun
Where fears can't catch you no more
Leave reality behind, this world it's gonna make you blind
To visions you would never find, if you never try
To take a ride of the fantasy, to get a chance to be fancy free
Take a ride of the fantasy, the free ticket is this song
Listen carefully and you will see, the power of music is strong
Leave reality behind, this world it's gonna make you blind
To visions you would never find, if you never try
Escaping from all day's loneliness, to get out of this ugly mess
I've got something everybody's got and I'm very proud about
'Cos I know the way to use it well for to work it really out
It's my fantasy...
No thief's able to steal it away and no fire will it burn
It's my magic garden where I'll stay if I want to be alone

Solar Music

Get up on my cycle to the sun
Take a ride, it's all free
Blowout - it ain't bad, it ain't even good
My head turns with this rhythm
Going so fast that I can't see
I get the needle when it ain't good

And that's real bad...