I was a reserve D.J. playing Columbian mountain beats 

Andres Landero, ay mi sombrero 

Hold onto your hats, we gotta go



Because the noise inspectors with the sound detectors 

Were coming on down the beach 

And the councellors wanna pounce on us

There we go disturbing the peace 

And the Cornish sun had only just begun

To sink into the western sea 

So to keep it low so the cops don't know

I spun my Harry Belafonte 



Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah 



On a techno Dday, a techno Dday

Out on Omaha beach

Where the troops believe in a life of freedom

And this is all about free speech



The day became night by the campfire light

The crowd began testifying

Using the headphones for a mike, for tenor saw's delight

I sang another new sound is dying



On a techno Dday, a techno Dday

Where the long arm of the law cannot reach

On a techno Dday, a techno Dday

We waited on Omaha beach

We waited and we waited



Behind me in the booth was the techno crew

Ready with the crucial beats

Still, they said keep it low, spin your calypso

We're waiting for Babylon to retreat

The crowd was ready to riot, they were sick of being quiet

We're still waiting for the signal to go

Then the walkie talkie gear spat out the all clear

And the boys hit the decks in full flow, go, gggo



It was a techno Dday, a techno Dday

Way out on Omaha beach

Where the troops believe in a life of freedom

And this is all about free speech

Techno Dday, a techno Dday

Way out on Omaha beach

Where the troops believe in a life of freedom

And this is about free speech

Go, go techno Dday, go techno Dday

Sometimes you have to get out of reach

It was a techno Dday, a techno Dday

And this is all about free speech