When I was wandering up a
hill to take a look
I wished to see that thing
which fits to my right foot
That thing I'm telling you
about, it was a boot
I lost it, it was gone, I
was in a bad mood
My soul was weak
And my heart full of
worries
As an old man
Came over and said:
Stand up and dance, stand
up and dance, stand up and dance!
Stand up and dance, stand
up and feel the sound of Fewjar!
Stand up and dance, stand
up and dance, stand up and dance
Stand up and dance, stand
up and feel: Fewjar is future!
These things the man told
to me were hard to believe
I called him fag and
wanted just that he recieves my boot
After he said: „Asshole,
give a damn shit on it!“
I noticed suddenly the
real reason to live:
Music which makes me
strong
Music which leads
me to the place I belong!
Stand up and dance, stand
up and dance, stand up and dance!
Stand up and dance, stand
up and feel the sound of Fewjar!
Stand up and dance, you'll
be in trance, come take the chance!
You can do well, you can
go far, Fewjar is future!
In every good Power Metal
Song
There has to be an epic
clean played part
Stand up and dance, stand
up and dance, stand up and dance!
Stand up and dance, stand
up and feel the sound of Fewjar!
Stand up and dance, you'll
be in trance, come take the chance!
You can do well, you can
go far, Fewjar is future!
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