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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Falco
Falco
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Falco
Falco
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Ferdi Bolland
Ferdi Bolland
Composer
Rob Bolland
Rob Bolland
Composer
Gerd Plez
Gerd Plez
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ferdi Bolland
Ferdi Bolland
Producer
Rob Bolland
Rob Bolland
Producer

Lyrics

Red Square, White House Heute 'rein und morgen 'raus Hard times for the Soviets Der Bär ist los denn ohne Moos kein Stoss 'Cause Uncle Sam is playing Space Cadet Rosko Mandar Malitschek But Sputnik is antique Why glorify the SDI At the Galaxy Pub they share a long drink up Immer weiter auf der Leiter Reach the sky Listen to me Cowboys and Indians Russia and the USA Are the cowboys and Indians of today Cowboys and Indians Russia and the USA Are the Cowboys and Indians of today (of today, of today) But listen Mr. President, not only Indians are red A-cha-cha, hey, cha-cha Hey My Ronnie lies over the ocean My Gorbachov lies under the sea Doch was die Herren dort so treiben Das erfahren wir entweder ganz Oder nie May the Force be with you When the empire strikes Wir cremen uns lieber ein Denn am Ende dieser Dichtung Stehen die zwei Herren auf der Lichtung Und sind dort ganz allein Listen to me Cowboys and Indians Russia and the USA Are the cowboys and Indians of today Cowboys and Indians Russia and the USA Are the Cowboys and Indians of today (of today, of today) Hey, hey, cha-cha, cha-cha These'll blow the world away, -ay, cha-cha, cha-cha Daddy... daddy, you hear me? They are shooting Cowboys and Indians Russia and the USA Are the cowboys and Indians of today Cowboys and Indians Russia and the USA Are the Cowboys and Indians of today Cowboys and Indians Russia and the USA Are the cowboys and Indians of today (of today) These'll blow the world away These'll blow the world away These'll blow the world away Cowboys, cowboys, cowboys, cowboys Cowboys, cowboys, cowboys, cowboys Cowboys, cowboys, cowboys, cowboys Cowboys, cowboys, cowboys, cowboys What can I do, ahh? Tell me what can I do? What can I do? [?] not wanna die, friends Except makin' songs about that There is no one, no one else No, nothing to do [?] Except makin' song about this It's unfortunate, world, to make your mind up To clear you up And to look at the things that are goin' on Just to make your mind clearly up And see what's goin' on
Writer(s): Ferdinand Bolland, Robert Bolland, Johann Hoelzel, Gerd Plez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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