When you appeared
Your echoes were destroyed by happiness
One more art and one more war
One more shot and one more hole:
You heroe of my heroes,
You filled the atom-heads with flower!
Bitten by the energy
Of a million guitarists
Lucy was a dream, sky is the truth
Diamonds you gave - to my heroes
Anyway you will produce our next lp
And it will be number one
(of heavenly independent-charts)
But we don't play
With the angel-guitarists in the sky
Bloody heroes, who are your friends!