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Well it was a techno D-day out on Omaha beach I was a reserve D.J. playing Colombian mountain beats Andres Landero, ay mi sombrero Hold onto your hats, we gotta goBecause the noise inspectors with the sound detectors Were coming on down the beach And the counselors wanna pounce on usThere we go disturbing the peace And the Cornish sun had only just begunTo sink into the western sea So to keep it low so the cops don't knowI spun my Harry Belafonte Yeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah On a techno D-day, a techno D-dayOut on Omaha beachWhere the troops believe in a life of freedomAnd this is all about free speechThe day became night by the campfire lightThe crowd began testifyingUsing the headphones for a mike, for tenor saw's delightI sang another new sound is dyingLetras de cancionesOn a techno D-day, a techno D-dayWhere the long arm of the law cannot reachOn a techno D-day, a techno D-dayWe waited on Omaha beachWe waited and we waitedBehind me in the booth was the techno crewReady with the crucial beatsStill, they said keep it low, spin your calypsoWe're waiting for Babylon to retreatThe crowd was ready to riot, they were sick of being quietWe're still waiting for the signal to goThen the walkie talkie gear spat out the all clearAnd the boys hit the decks in full flow, go, g-g-goIt was a techno D-day, a techno D-dayWay out on Omaha beachWhere the troops believe in a life of freedomAnd this is all about free speechTechno D-day, a techno D-dayWay out on Omaha beachWhere the troops believe in a life of freedomAnd this is about free speechGo, go techno D-day, go techno D-daySometimes you have to get out of reachIt was a techno D-day, a techno D-dayAnd this is all about free speech From Letras Mania