Prolog
American Pie
Prolog
A long long time ago
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while...
Bye-bye Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whiskey and Rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the bible tells you so
Now do you believe in rock and roll
Can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me
how to dance real slow
Well I know that you're in love with him
'cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Then I dibbed those rythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage brocin' buck
with a pink carnation and a pick up truck
But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died...
Sie standen dort in der Halle, barfuß und bewegungsunfähig.
Im Hintergrund tönten immernoch die Stimmen der Backstreet Boys, die "As long as you love me" sangen, als sich ihre Lippen zu ihrer eigenen Tanzeinlage trafen.
