To sing you must first open your mouth
You must have a pair of lungs and a little knowledge of music
It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a guitar
The essential thing is that I want to sing
Then this is a song, I'm singing
I breathe in and I create
Re-woke the spirit '68
Fresh meaning to torn ideas
Let's bring life to old clichés
Punch a hole in tradition, yeah
Let's listen to the songs of discontent
To the chords and the movement
To the chords and the movement
I breathe out and scream
Rewoke Malatestas dream
Inspiration from the past
Focus, the future at last
Fixed dogmas can't substitute
Creative thought and action
It could be dangerous
Art as a real threat
And all it is it words
Words said a million time before
And all it is, is sung
A song sung a million times before
I breathe in and I create
Re-woke the spirit '68
I breathe out and I scream
Rewoke Malatestas dream
Protest Song '68 Video (MV)
Performed By: Zulu
Language: English
Length: 4:34
Written by: Jon Albin Brannstrom, Dennis Sven Olof Lyxzen, David Sandstrom, Kristofer Martin Steen
Zulu - Protest Song '68 Lyrics
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To sing you must first open your mouth
You must have a pair of lungs and a little knowledge of music
It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a guitar
The essential thing is that I want to sing
Then this is a song, I'm singing
I breathe in and I create
Re-woke the spirit '68
Fresh meaning to torn ideas
Let's bring life to old clichés
Punch a hole in tradition, yeah
Let's listen to the songs of discontent
To the chords and the movement
To the chords and the movement
I breathe out and scream
Rewoke Malatestas dream
Inspiration from the past
Focus, the future at last
Fixed dogmas can't substitute
Creative thought and action
It could be dangerous
Art as a real threat
And all it is it words
Words said a million time before
And all it is, is sung
A song sung a million times before
I breathe in and I create
Re-woke the spirit '68
I breathe out and I scream
Rewoke Malatestas dream
You must have a pair of lungs and a little knowledge of music
It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a guitar
The essential thing is that I want to sing
Then this is a song, I'm singing
I breathe in and I create
Re-woke the spirit '68
Fresh meaning to torn ideas
Let's bring life to old clichés
Punch a hole in tradition, yeah
Let's listen to the songs of discontent
To the chords and the movement
To the chords and the movement
I breathe out and scream
Rewoke Malatestas dream
Inspiration from the past
Focus, the future at last
Fixed dogmas can't substitute
Creative thought and action
It could be dangerous
Art as a real threat
And all it is it words
Words said a million time before
And all it is, is sung
A song sung a million times before
I breathe in and I create
Re-woke the spirit '68
I breathe out and I scream
Rewoke Malatestas dream
Writer: Jon Albin Brannstrom, Dennis Sven Olof Lyxzen, David Sandstrom, Kristofer Martin Steen
Copyright: Lyrics © MOTHERSHIP MUSIC PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © MOTHERSHIP MUSIC PUBLISHING