Posted On 17. Mai 2016 By In Crimemag, Krimigedicht With 1434 Views

Das Krimigedicht: Saturday Night: Herman Brood & His Wild Romance

R-870182-1391965104-1261.jpeg (1)Saturday Night

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Herman Brood & His Wild Romance

 

The neon light, of the „Open all night“,

was just in time replaced by the magic appearance of a new day-while,

a melancholic Reno was crawling on his back just in,

front of the supermarket door-way child

 

Hey girl, on a cold summernight,

as we stood on the corner,

as a man passed by and asked us,

what we were doing what we need,

as he pointed his big fat finger

to the people hangin round at the corner of the – other side of street

Oh well

 

Doin‘ nothing, just hanging around,

what do you mean doin‘ nothing Sir.

So we had to hit him to the ground,

doin‘ nothing just hanging around.

His head all busted lookin‘ just a lttle to wise child

 

I just can’t wait

I just can’t wait for saturday night

for saturday night

for saturday night

saturday night

 

Bit with solo:

saturday night

saturday night

saturday night

 

I just can’t wait

I just can’t wait

 

(1979)

 

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