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Gather-me-grandchildren if you love a good mysteryGather-me-grandchildren for a little church historyIt's 2044You're avoiding our turn-of-the-century ways How did we strike it rich?Kissing up to the powerfulHow did we make our pitch?Satellites by the towerfulWhy do you young people have to go and get caught up in a radical phase? My conscience was clear and my wallet was fullI didn't hear none of this "sacrifice" bullTough times call for a backtrackGimme that old-time easy listening Cuddle up, yeah, yeah12 hours, twice a dayCuddle up, yeah, yeahSimmer downAttaway Color me old-fashioned, but I still remember whenThe sermons were affirming, 'cause the Lord liked us better thenIt's 2044And I don't want to be my brother's keeper no more SongtexteColor me chicken yellow if I liked it in the ozoneCall me lemon jello if I lacked a little backboneWe're King's Kids, dang itAnd we used to know what a housekeeper was for Tickle my ear and I'll pay for your showSing about stuff that I already knowWhisper sweet nothingsPour a nightcapGimme that old-time easy listening Cuddle up, yeah, yeah12 hours, twice a dayCuddle up, yeah, yeahSimmer downAttaway Cuddle up, yeah, yeahOrder now, don't delayCuddle up, yeah, yeahSleep it offDrool away Gather-me-round children, 'cause your faith is a mysteryGather me grandchildren for a little church historyIt's 2044And I miss our turn-of-the-century ways How did we strike it rich?Kissing up to the powerfulHow did we make our pitch?Satellites by the towerfulWhy do you young hotheads have to go and get caught up in a radical phase? I'm ok, you're ok, we're ok, soI think I'm gonna buy my own radio showSpread the good news and the Barry ManilowHappy talk, no rock, non-stop easy listening Aus Songtexte Mania