The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
The Outfield
Those were the days
The soundtrack to our lives
It's hard to explain
The way they made me feel
Music was loud and clear
There was a new frontier
Sadly it disappears
Cries for disraeli years
They were the times
A psychedelic moment
Tales of a man
Who sang of great ulysses
Music was loud and clear
There was a new frontier
Sadly it disappears
Cries for disraeli years
Flowers of evil
Mothеr natures potion
Silently screaming
In thеir own battalions
Music that had no fear
Conquering new frontiers
Sadly it disappears
Cries for disraeli years