'Ill-Winds Of Change'

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Song parody

Submitted: May 12, 2017

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The Scorpions--'Winds of Change'

 

 

I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change

The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers
The future's in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change

Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change

The wind of change
Blows straight into the face of time
Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell
For peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say

Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
in the wind of change

 

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NOT the Scorpions--'Ill Winds of Change

 

I follow the news
of the world
troubles seem to be blowing
this the twilight of sanity
Politicians passing by
feel the ill-winds of change

The vice is closing in
I didn't ever think
that we'd be in this place, new dark age
uncertain future's in the air
surrounding, everywhere
they blow, these ill-winds of change

Hide me from disaster of the moment
'cause midnight is near
When the children of tomorrow curse our stupidity
In blows ill-winds of change

Walking down the street,
could be blown away
black cloud forever
We follow a pied piper
who's mentally still in diapers
Doesn't hear the ill-winds of change

 

Hide me from disaster of the moment
'cause midnight is near
When the children of tomorrow curse our stupidity
In blows ill-winds of change
 

Ill-winds of change
are blowing all of us this time
Like a nightmare with gale-force,

they take our piece of mind
Let our children sing
that they won't be so stupid

Hide me from disaster of the moment
'cause midnight is near
When the children of tomorrow curse our stupidity
In blows ill-winds of change


 


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