In the last decade of the twentieth century
An event occured in the lives and minds of a random few
It was an event of magical moment
A building was erected to house a dream of many
3 dimensional sound
For these people who made sound their lives
This was a day of life changing quality
It was loud

I Need, I Want, I Will
Pass it on, pass it on, pass it on

Into the triangular parlor they went
The music entered them through their skin
Into their blood and following their heartbeat
The music became them and they became it
Off they went following a dirty desert path
A brand new beginning for lovers of soundv They had to pass it on
I need, I want, I will

I Need, I Want, I Will
Pass it on, pass it on, pass it on

The journey was not easy for them
On their path there was an obstacle
Their gift was no friend
Down came the rain
All tried to stop them
However they found the will to find their way back home
To pass it on

I had a dream, I pass it on
I had a dream, I pass it on