Groovin' in the Land of Love Songtext
von The Celibate Rifles

Groovin′ in the land of love

What's the low, what′s it gonna do?
It's just a phase I'm going through
He says there′s no flies on me at all
He′s hanging on, so he don't fall

Groovin′ in the land of love
Groovin' in the land of love

City lights, stars above
Aeroplanes returning to the land of love
Smiling faces, shining stuff
Following the neon path to the land of love

Jackie′s such a perfect bitch
She blames it on being rich
The way she greets us at the door
It's like she′s given to the poor

Groovin' in the land of love
Groovin' in the land of love


New cafés, topless cars
Headlights rainbow on the overpass
Street below us, sky above
Fatso cops do carry us to the land of love

Ooh-ooh, groovin′ in the land of love
Ooh-ooh, groovin′ in the land of love
Ooh-ooh, groovin' in the land of love

"Let′s go dancin'", Jackie says
Styling out on her dead friends
We drive home along the coast
Ooh, it′s the most

Groovin' in the land of love
Groovin′ in the land of love

Silver balls through the trees
Moonlight shining wrong way on the sea
Rose gardens, scented summer rain
Aeroplanes returning to the land of love again

Groovin' in the land of love