Iridium by Un Rodo Cora Lyrics
Do you remember when the climax was the drummer’s solo?
For five long minutes he would go berserk and beat those bongos
I can still hear the agony, the sighs, the oh nos, oh those poor things
In the stunned audience I look around I watch him practice
Am I the only one in here who doesn’t understand this?
When he stops I will applaud forever and no one will notice
Those were the days…
Do you remember when he passed the spotlight on
To the guitarist who then seemed to think you’d measure music
And delight in speed, whipping the strings, harassing the frets
Insulting our brain cells?
Those were the days…
See those fingers
Hear the Gibson
How he lingers
And those tom-toms
Spread the rumour
Tell your friends now
About that drummer
Hope it ends now
So here I am and there they are the famous jazzy trio
A karaoke machine, a nice spiceless background for
Someone to brilliantly apply their thing upon
But no one’s there
Those were the days
Those were the days…
For five long minutes he would go berserk and beat those bongos
I can still hear the agony, the sighs, the oh nos, oh those poor things
In the stunned audience I look around I watch him practice
Am I the only one in here who doesn’t understand this?
When he stops I will applaud forever and no one will notice
Those were the days…
Do you remember when he passed the spotlight on
To the guitarist who then seemed to think you’d measure music
And delight in speed, whipping the strings, harassing the frets
Insulting our brain cells?
Those were the days…
See those fingers
Hear the Gibson
How he lingers
And those tom-toms
Spread the rumour
Tell your friends now
About that drummer
Hope it ends now
So here I am and there they are the famous jazzy trio
A karaoke machine, a nice spiceless background for
Someone to brilliantly apply their thing upon
But no one’s there
Those were the days
Those were the days…