The crowd began testifying
Then the walkie talkie gear spat out the all clear
And I spun my Harry Belafonte
We waited on Omaha beach
And the boys hit the decks in full flow, go, g-g-go
On a techno D-day, a techno D-day
The day became night by the campfire light
We waited and we waited
And this is all about free speech
Because the noise inspector's with the sound detectors
Yeah, yeah, yeah
On a techno D-day, a techno D-day
I sang another new sound is dying
Way out on Omaha beach
Andres Landero, ay mi sombrero
Using my headphones for a mike, for tenor saw's delight
On a techno D-day, a techno D-day
It was a techno D-day, a techno D-day
Where the troops believe in a life of freedom
And this is all about free speech
Hold onto your hats, we gotta go
We're still waiting for the signal to go
Ready with the crucial beats
We're waiting for Babylon to retreat"
Still they said, "Keep it low, spin your calypso
Were coming on down the beach
And the counselors wanna pounce on us
To sink into the western sea
The crowd was ready to riot, they were sick of being quiet
Behind me in the booth was the techno crew
There we go disturbing the peace
Techno D-day, a techno D-day
Where [Incomprehensible] the law can't reach
It was a techno D-day, a techno D-day
And this is about free speech
Way out on Omaha beach
Sometimes you have to get out of reach
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Where the troops believe in the life of freedom
Go, go, techno D-day, go, techno D-day
And the Cornish sun only just begun
Where the troops believe in a life of freedom
Out on Omaha beach
So to keep it low so the cops don't know