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Boneshaker
03:52
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Hear the music hear the sound
Feel the loudness shakes the ground
Grab that woman squeeze her tight
Kiss her gently do it right.
Smoke's spreading on the stage
Heat is rising speakers rage
Fire burns on the floor
But no one's heading for the door.
Shake shake shake all over
Jump and dance don't stay sober
Shake your bones shake your head
You better shake don't be dead!
Boneshaker makes the noise
Girls are swinging off the boys
Everybody's having fun
And no one wants to hit the run.
R'n'R plays our souls we sell
We all made a pact with hell
Morning came but no one cares
Shake continues nothing less!
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2. |
Get You Down
02:43
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Sun is gone night is falling
Feel like I miss you babe
Wanna do some rock'n'rolling
I must have you or go crazy.
Watch out! I'm coming!
Gonna get you down!
No use for running!
Watch out! I'm coming!
Gonna get you down!
Gonna get you down!
Driving fast lightning speed
You can give me what I need
Open highway my thoughts are steady
I'm coming baby you better get ready!
Watch out! I'm coming!
Gonna get you down!
No use for running!
Watch out! I'm coming!
Gonna get you down!
Gonna get you down!
You missed me honey and you wanna talk
But I can't hear you it ain't no joke
My stomach's burning eyes are popping
Later we can do the talking!
Watch out! I'm coming!
Gonna get you down!
No use for running!
Watch out! I'm coming!
Gonna get you down!
Gonna get you down!
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3. |
Last One In Bar
02:48
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In the noisy crowd of gloomy pub
Thru the mist of cigarette smoke
With my glass leaned on bar
It seems to me life's a joke.
I'm always the last one in a bar!
'Cause when I drink I have that feeling
Of constant wonderful dizziness
Something binds me to the chair
Until fall into unconsciousness.
I'm always the last one in bar!
From a jukebox Shane is singing
About a women, drink and love
And all of that makes me happy
And I wish to drink some more.
I'm always the last one in bar!
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4. |
On My Way
03:18
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On my way to the city
It ain't looking so god damn pretty
I was bored all the time
And thinking how to make a rhyme.
When I wrote first few lines
I knew there's gonna be some rhymes
Then I go on to write some more
So I did and I wasn't bored.
I was deep in my thoughts
Didn't realize what I wrote
Then I start to sing my song
And I sing it for a long...
I've been singing 'bout you my babe
Just about you my babe
I've been singing just for you
Just for you!
I've been singing for you my babe
Just for you, you my babe
I've been singing just for you
Just for you!
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5. |
A Night Out
03:46
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Don't go stay just for a while
You're the one always on our mind
When we wanna party we remember you
And then we know what we're supposed to do!
I can't imagine evening on a different way
This night's gonna be very cool I say
When we're with you we never hide
cause we are drunks and we want a ride!
We have no money to drink in the bar
That's why we are staying in the park
Talking nonsense is all that we do
A bottle of wine isn't enough for me and you!
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6. |
Down And Out
03:21
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This is a story of my old mate
His bizarre life and no lack of fate
Of how he left studies, abandoned his home
Wanted to be independent and to live alone.
He's always broke, has no place to stay
And everybody thinks he is a gay
His weird crew is totally insane
Avant-garde kooks with a bullshit brain.
He is hungry, he lives like a punk
He has no money, he is often drunk!
Once he stayed illegal in an empty flat
Slept on the floor and ate like a rat
He had one chair and that is true
Chair in the shape of red high heel shoe.
Now he has a girlfriend and she is married
But he doesn't care about the duties he carries
Together they once hitchhiked to Berlin
But they couldn't stay there and live in a sin.
Maybe this story looks a little sad
But believe me it's not that much bad
Because he don't see it in that way
He is broke, hungry, happy and probably gay!
He is hungry, he lives like a punk
He has no money, he is often drunk!
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7. |
Three Days Action
03:41
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Thursday night after the job
I was heading to the pub
Garage punk and lots of beers
Heavy drunk like all these years.
Friday night my mate's calling
To the gig we are rolling
We greet the dawn with good old blues
Staggered home with sunrise booze.
Saturday night partying delirious
At the club drinking oblivious
Banging head with Streetpunk OI
That's my never ending story.
Three days action
I get my satisfaction!
Three days action
There ain't no depression!
Three days action
My problems are abstraction!
A three days action
Is a chain reaction!
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