in the beginning at the boring time back in 1999 The man killed the line between punishment and the crime On the planet Earth there was no more fun no sex no drugs no rock'n'roll all music turned to a fashion show White man had British pop and black man had soul But no, not a drop of a blood 'cause video killed the rock'n'roll and God said "Oh my God!" What's happened to the human being What's happened to my lovely creatures They all become a cold machine No more love no more power Machine without gasoline Wake up Wake up crowd Wake up from your boring dream There is lighting there is thunder What's up with you I wonder Lift your shoulders stamp your feet produce the extra protein I'm gonna hit you hit you hit you hit you hit you with my rhytm stick So let there be light Let there be sound let there be a music divine It's Unza Unza Unza Unza time