Techno D-Day

Well, it was a techno D-day out on Omaha beach

I was a reserved D.J. playing Columbian mountain beats

Andres Landero, ay mi sombrero

Hold onto your hats, we gotta go

Because the noise inspector's with the sound detectors

Were coming on down the beach

And the counselors wanna pounce on us

There we go disturbing the peace

And the Cornish sun only just begun

To sink into the western sea

So to keep it low so the cops don't know

And I spun my Harry Belafonte

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

On a techno D-day, a techno D-day

Out on Omaha beach

Where the troops believe in the life of freedom

And this is all about free speech

The day became night by the campfire light

The crowd began testifying

Using my headphones for a mike, for tenor saw's delight

I sang another new sound is dying

On a techno D-day, a techno D-day

Where [Incomprehensible] the law can't reach

On a techno D-day, a techno D-day

We waited on Omaha beach

We waited and we waited

Behind me in the booth was the techno crew

Ready with the crucial beats

Still they said, "Keep it low, spin your calypso

We're waiting for Babylon to retreat"

The crowd was ready to riot, they were sick of being quiet

We're still waiting for the signal to go

Then the walkie talkie gear spat out the all clear

And the boys hit the decks in full flow, go, g-g-go

It was a techno D-day, a techno D-day

Way out on Omaha beach

Where the troops believe in a life of freedom

And this is all about free speech

Techno D-day, a techno D-day

Way out on Omaha beach

Where the troops believe in a life of freedom

And this is about free speech

Go, go, techno D-day, go, techno D-day

Sometimes you have to get out of reach

It was a techno D-day, a techno D-day

And this is all about free speech