1979 - Angelika Express

Life was simple, Roger was working 'round the clock to make a living, No computers, none of that, he used his two hands, Ignored the cold war His wife would keep him warm, On the weekends, He'd load the car up with the kids and they'd go fishing, No need to work an extra job, there's no recession, Damn right he smiled a lot They'd lay awake at night So in love It was a good good year The kids were alright, "Highway to Hell" beat out "Stayin' Alive", The Clash was on the radio And mum and dad were still in love, In 1979. It was a good, good year. In the morning, Robin always woke up early in the kitchen, She'd make the coffee, pack his lunch and then she'd kiss him And he would hold her tight When they were newlyweds He'd say maybe And she would laugh, they knew they'd have another baby She'd slave away all day until dinner was ready, And they would dance so slow to "Just the Way You Are". It was a good, good year The kids were alright, "Highway to Hell" beat out "Stayin' Alive", The Clash was on the radio And mum and dad were still in love. In 1979. It was a good, good year. All the decades and the years have passed, Not every family is built to last, No time can take away these memories Remember when you said to me That we'd be alright. Oh oh ohhh The kids were alright, "Highway to Hell" beat out "Stayin' Alive", The Clash was on the radio And mum and dad were still in love, In 1979 It was a good, good year. Oh oh ohhh Disco couldn't survive With the Dream Police and Rock N Roll High Blondie brought out "Heart Of Glass" And mom and dad bought their first house. In 1979 It was a good, good year. It was a good, good year.

Amb por va deixar aquest món Complint un acord pactat amb la mort Viuria per tenir el nadó, omplir-lo a petons I abraçar-lo suau i fort Per ell va cosir un llençol Que parla de contes de petits herois D'acord, un pacte amb la mort Arriba el moment de marxar amb el vent Que el sol em cuidi el petit I la lluna aprengui aquella cançó de bressol Que cantaria jo per ell cada nit Però sé que està escrit D'acord Jo sóc el petit heroi que ha cuidat el sol I dorm a la nit amb cançons de bressol I tinc un pacte amb el vent que em parla de tu I em diu que estàs bé I sé que sents la cançó des d'aquell racó On s'abracen la vida i la mort

Shakedown, 1979 Cool kids never have the time On a live wire Right up off the street You and I should meet Junebug skipping like a stone With the headlights pointed at the dawn We were sure we'd never see an end To it all And I don't even care To shake these zipper blues And we don't know Just where our bones will rest To dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed Into the earth below Double cross the vacant and the bored They're not sure just what we have in store Morphine city slippin' dues That we don't even care As restless as we are We feel the pull In the land of a thousand guilts And poured cement Lamented and assured To the lights and towns below Faster than the speed of sound Faster than we thought we'd go Beneath the sound of hope Justine never knew the rules Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls No apologies ever need be made I know you better than you fake it To see that we don't even care To shake these zipper blues Just where our bones will rest Forgotten and absorbed The street heats the urgency of now As you can see there's no one around