Die Toten Hosen sommernachtstraum

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It was very hot today and the day was long,
But slowly the night comes.
The tough ones go into the city,
Because stress is the order of the day again.
We stay on our bench in the playground:
Alk, drone, lots of singing.
The tower clock strikes twelve,
It's starting now.
We're closed, the mood is great.
The park bench becomes empty and it fills up Bushes,
Until the new day dawns tomorrow.
We stay on our bench in the playground:
Alk, drone, lots of singing.
Hey, Hey, Hey,...
We stay on our bench in the playground:
Alk, drone, lots of singing.

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