Instrumente
Ensemblen
Oper
Komponisten
Performers

Songtexte: Oasis. Standing On The Shoulder Of Giants. Fuckin' In The Bushes.

We put this festival on, you bastards
With a lot of love
We worked for one year for you pigs
And you want to break our walls down
You want to fuckin' destroy us
Well you go to Hell

Kids running around naked fuckin' in the bushes
Kids running around naked fuckin' in the bushes
Kids running around naked fuckin' in the bushes
Kids running around naked fuckin' in the bushes

I love it

Kids running around naked fuckin' in the bushes
Kids running around naked fuckin' in the bushes
Kids running around naked fuckin' in the bushes
Kids running around naked fuckin' in the bushes

I love it, room for everybody here
Yes, all are welcome
Yes indeed, I love them
Fun, nice, life, youth, beautiful
I'm all for it

I love it, room for everybody here
Yes, all are welcome

{Yes indeed, I love them
Fun, nice, life, youth, beautiful
I'm all for it}