Хотелось толкнуть пафосную речь на прощание, но ничего в голову не приходит. Сами знаете — мы музыканты, поэтому ф-но скажет лучше слов.
I wanna tell ya 'bout it
A time is comin'
Just 'round the corner
We don't have very long to go
When we'll be stronger
Our days will be longer
It's comin' soon it might be tomorrow
Can't you feel the power
It's all around and deep down inside
Our numbers growin'
Soon we'll be showin'
We've got the right to rule
We won't be denied
So raise your hands in the air
And I want you to tell the world all about
The day of the rock-rock-rock-rocker!