The Last Gasp of Street Rock ’N’ Roll Songtext
von Ramallah

Here we go
This is the last gasp of street rock n′ roll
So let's go

There comes a day when you wake up to find
You′ve got more dead friends than live ones
That day came for me twenty years ago
There's so few of us left
But tonight, we are feeling alright

Alright
Here's a song about the faces long gone
And a place to call our own
So raise your glass and your blood stained wrists
And sing this little hymn
To all the time we had back then
No fear (No fear)
Good friends
And brothers ′til the fucking end
That′s what we said so long ago
And I just can't forgot


I know that fear is the heart of love
So we tried to kill all the love in our hearts
But tonight, we′re feeling alright
So raise your voices to the sky

Whatever happened to that hardcore music we all know and love?
And bled for
Don't try to tell me that the times have changed
′Cuz the people like us are still living the same old hell
Whatever happened to the core we loved and a place to call our own?
This thing of ours
Don't try to to me that the times have changed
′Cuz I've stood beside too many graves
Too many graves
The graves of my dead friends


Too many dead fucking friends
But tonight, it's a hell of a night to be breathing
Alright
Tonight is our night
So let′s go
Here′s a song about the best of times and the worst of times
But we made our own way
My friend
In the blink of an eye, it all passed us by
But those faces long gone still cry out
No fear
Good friends
And brothers 'til the fucking end
That′s we said so long ago
And I just can't forgot

I know that fear is the heart of love
So we tried to kill all the love in our hearts
But tonight, we′re feeling alright
So raise your voices to the sky
Front to back, side to side, raise your voices to the sky

Whatever happened to that hardcore music we all know and love?
We all know and love
Don't try to tell me that the times have changed
′Cuz the people like us are still living the same old hell
Whatever to the core we loved and a place to call our own?
Place to call our own
Don't try to to me that the times have changed
'Cuz I′ve stood beside too many graves
Too many graves
Too many fucking graves
The graves of my dead friends

Alright
Let′s fucking go!
Oh, by the way, Ramallah's fucking back
(Up through the sky)
All you bad death metal bands masquerading as hardcore can get fucked
(Raise your voices high)

In the blink of an eye, it′s all passed you by
But tonight we sing this hymn for all the times we had back then

Alright, here we go
So raise your voices to the sky
Whatever happened to that hardcore music we all know and love?
We all know and love
Whatever happened to that hardcore music we all know and love?
We all know and love
Whatever happened to that hardcore music we all know and love?

Whatever happened to that hardcore music we all know and loved?
It's right fucking here
Here′s a little anthem for you