Guitar Freaks 3rd Mix / Drummania 2nd Mix - P.P.R. lyrics

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All my friends play D.D.R.

But I sing about my P.P.R.

Na Na Na . . .

Got to tell my friends

Ifm getting out of this town

Got to pack my bags

And bring my wagon around

* Moving out

To the mountains skies and trees

Moving out

Where nobody wants to beat anyone

And nobodyfs bugging me (P.P.R!)

Na Na Na . . .

See the open sky

With no electrical wire

Makes you want to cry

With freedom, hope and desire

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** I wanna be where the creatures are free

Pastel paradise rapture in fantasy

Grab what you can

And wefll head for the wild country

Na Na Na . . .

Repeat *

Repeat **

Na Na Na . . .