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Vicious rumours

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

Vicious rumours

You feel the knife stuck in your back
You feel it twist and you hear it crack
Can’t make a sound for the sudden pain
You wish your blood were Novocaine
You see the smoke and you feel the flak
You’re burning up and you’re turning black
They say you fell and you hit your head
Your other bun is Whitenbread

Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
All of this is getting normal now
You’ll never go back to your farming plough
Vicious rumours

You’re right at home back at William’s flat
You heard a sound you turned and shot your cat
Your hands are shaking, everybody sees
And there’s a rhythm drumming in your knees

You return into a foreign night
Inside you know something is just not right
Sometimes you duck when you see your pet
Canary turned into a Sabre jet

Shocked consumer – you’re just an average guy
Swelling tumor pushing on your eye
And now you know why all the headaches come
And why you’re getting progressively numb
Vicious rumours

I’ve been denied, debriefed, detuned
Sometimes I howl right at the moon
My family treats me gradually
They know my volatility

Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
And now I know why all the headaches come
And why you’re getting progressively numb
Vicious rumours

(Vicious rumours) [x8]

[Fade into..]

Who do you think we are [x5]
We don’t care
We don’t care

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You and me

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

You and me

When I get home from work,
I wanna wrap myself around you.
I wanna take you and squeeze you
till the passion starts to rise.
I wanna take you to heaven.
That would make my day complete.
But you and me ain’t no movie stars.
What we are is what we are.
We share a bed,
some lovin’,
and TV, yeah.
And that’s enough for a workin’ man.
What I am is what I am.
And I tell you, babe,
well that’s enough for me.
Sometimes when you’re asleep
and I’m just starin’ at the ceiling,
I wanna reach out and touch you,
but you just go on dreamin’.
If I could take you to heaven,
that would make my day complete.
But you and me ain’t no movie stars.
What we are is what we are.
We share a bed,
some lovin’,
and TV, yeah.
That’s enough for a workin’ man.
What I am is what I am.
And I tell you, sweetheart
that’s just enough for me.
You and me ain’t no super stars.
What we are is what we are.
We share a bed,
some popcorn,
and TV, yeah.
And that’s enough for a workin’ man.
What I am is what I am.
And I tell you, babe,
you’re just enough for me.
When I get home from work,
I wanna wrap myself around you.
I like to hold you squeeze you
till the passion starts to rise.
I wanna take you to heaven.
That would make my day complete.
You and me ain’t no movie stars.
What we are is what we are.
We share a bed,
of lovin’,
and TV, yeah.
And that’s enough for a workin’ man.
What I am well that’s what I am.
I tell you, baby,
that’s just enough for me.

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The Eyes Of Alice Cooper :: Love Should Never Feel Like This

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

The Eyes Of Alice Cooper :: Love Should Never Feel Like This

Somebody told me love`s a beautiful thing
And when I found it all the bells would just ring
The sun would shine and all the birds would sing
Then I met you

I searched the planet for that magical girl
I walked a million miles all over the world
I found the oysters, but never the pearls.
Then I met you…

I can`t eat
I can`t sleep
I feel sick
I`m so weak

Love should never feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I`ve never felt this way before

Walk in the bathroom and I take a deep breath
Look in the mirror and it scares me to death
Look like a junkie that`s been strung out on meth
Since I met you

I can`t eat
I can`t sleep
I feel sick
I`m so weak

Love should never feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I`ve never felt this way before

Love should never feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I never felt this way before

Oh, ignorance was always bliss
Love should never feel like this

Love should never, ever feel like this
I`ve never felt this way before
I must be doing something wrong
No, Love should never, ever feel like this
I must be doing something wrong
I`ve never, ever felt this way before
What`s wrong with me!

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The Eyes Of Alice Cooper :: This House is Haunted

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

The Eyes Of Alice Cooper :: This House is Haunted

I was sitting in my room, dark and gray and crying
Someone in my life I fear was at the point of dying
A cold wind blew right up my spine, it was the break of dawn
A little voice went deep inside told me she was gone

Oh… This house is haunted
Oh… That`s how I want it to be
Oh… This house is haunted
You can always stay here with me…

No more singing, no more laughing, no more sunny days
She left and took the colours with her, buried in her grave
This is where we climbed the tower, this is where she fell
Then when her young heart stopped beating, I went to hell

Oh… This house is haunted
Oh… Ha….
Oh… This house is haunted
Ho.. . Oh…

You float through the lining room, I watch my TV
I feel you sit down on the couch right here next to me
The I feel you lips touch mine just like we used to do
I`m so happy all alone being here with you…

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The Eyes Of Alice Cooper :: What Do You Want Frome Me

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

The Eyes Of Alice Cooper :: What Do You Want Frome Me

I call you every hour on the telephone
I work my fingers right down to the bone
I even got you a chihuahua so you wouldn`t be alone
Got you you a trailer ’bout the size of Maine
Bought a mile of interstate in your name

I`ve given you everything
Baby what do you want from me!

I burned all my porno – ’cause you were PMS’n
You say it offends you – All that talking it never ends
Disconnected my X-Box and ditched all my friends
So you can go to the opera.
Dumped all my girlfriends – Even the dirty ones
You think they annoy you – they wanna destroy you
I`m givin` you everything
Baby what do you want from me!

Got you a picture you can put in a frame
Wearing a suit all check and lame
I even signed it at the bottom so you`d ‘member my name
Took you to Target for your birthday meal
Got you an autographed buns of steel
So what a deal!
I`m givin` you everything
Baby what do you want from me!

I burned all my porno – ’cause you were PMS’n
You say it offends you – All that talking it never ends
Disconnected my X-Box and ditched all my friends
So you can go to the opera.
Dumped all my girlfriends – even the dirty ones
You say they annoy you – they wanna destroy you
I`m givin` you everything
Baby what do you want from me!

I give you everything
Zirconium diamond rings
I Gotcha LoJack for your pontiac
And some decals on your finger nails
And a a bass master, a Singing trout
And a TV and a CD
And a DVD from QVC
And baby what ya think of me!

Burned all my porno
You say it offends you
Disconnected my X-Box
Baby what do you want from me!
What do you want from me!
What do you want from me!

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Wicked young man

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

Wicked young man

Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin
The ice in my veins the staples in my chin
I’ve got it carved in my forehead “Slave To My Sin”
Too violent for the brotherhood to ever take me in

Gonna write down my law in blood upon the street
To the cadence of a goose-step heavy metal beat
Wanna purify my race gonna turn up the heat
Just wanna make ‘em die and make the job complete

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man
It’s not the games that I play the movies I see the music I dig
I’m just a wicked young man

I like to run my body on heavy heavy fuel
I can punch through a wall I can kick like a mule
I got a pocketful of bullets and a blueprint of the school
I’m the devil’s little soldier I’m the devil’s little tool

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man
It’s not the games that I play the movies I see the music I dig
I’m just a wicked young man

I got every kind of chemical pumpin’ through my head
I read Mein Kampf daily just to keep my hatred fed
I never ever sleep I just lay in my bed
Dreamin’ of the day when everyone is dead

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man
It’s not the games that I play the movies I see the music I dig
I’m just a wicked young man
I am a vicious young man oh I am a vicious young man
I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man

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Spark in the dark

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

Spark in the dark

Welcome to the party
It’s only me and you
Tell the world to go away, babe
And I’ll tell you what to do
Come over here and kiss me
I want to pull your hair
Turn out the lights and hold me
I want to touch you everywhere
We don’t need nobody, baby
We don’t need champagne
I’ll take you to the deepest, darkest, hottest, lovers’ lane

For a little spark in the dark
Just a little spark in the dark
Don’t matter where we sleep
Don’t matter where we park
All we need is a spark, spark
Spark in the dark
Just a little spark in the dark

Come around midnight
We’ll be crawlin’ on the floor
Burnin’ with the fever
And yellin’ out for more
But don’t you write it in your diary, baby
Don’t blab it on the phone
Cuz if your mom and dad find out
They’ll skin me to the bone
Now we don’t need instructions, baby
Don’t you be afraid
It takes a little friction
That’s how our love is made

From a little spark in the dark
Just a little spark in the dark
Don’t matter what you say
No matter what you do
As long as it is me and you
We got a spark in the dark
Just a little spark in the dark, yeah

We don’t need nobody, baby
We don’t need cocaine
I’ll take you to the deepest, darkest, hottest lovers’ lane
Spark in the dark
Just a little spark in the dark
Don’t matter where we sleep
Don’t matter where we park
All we need is a spark, spark
Spark in the dark

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Pick up the bones

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

Pick up the bones

Collecting pieces of my family
In an old pillow case
This one has a skull

But it don’t have a face
These look like the arms of father so strong
And the ring on this finger

Means my Grandma is gone
Here’s some legs in a cloud
Where my sister once played

Here’s some mud made of blood
And these teeth are decayed
The ear of my brother

The hand of a friend
And I just can’t
Put them back together again

Pick up the bones
And set them on fire
Follow the smoke going higher and higher
Pick up the bones
And wish them goodnight
Pray them a prayer and turn out the light

There are stains on the floor
Where kitchen once stood
There are ribs on the fire place
Mixed with the wood

There are forces in the air
Ghosts$in the wind
Some bullets in the back
And some scars on the skin

There were demons with guns
Who marched through this place
Killing everything that breathed
They’re an inhuman race

There are holes in the walls
Bloody hair on the bricks
And the smell of this hell
Is making me sick

Pick up the bones
And set them on fire
Follow the smoke going higher and higher
Pick up the bones
And wish them goodnight
Pray them a prayer and turn out the light

Pick up the bones
And set them on fire
Follow the scope going higher and higher
Pick up the bones
And wish them goodnight
Pray them a prayer and turn out the light

Now maybe someday
The suns gonna shine
Flowers will bloom
And all will be fine

But nothing will grow
On this burnt cursive ground
Cuz the breathe of the death
Is the only sound

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Make that money

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

Make that money

When I was a boy
I never played with toys
Never had a friend
Never laughed or cried much
And when I was a boy
My father was a man
With a strict and sturdy hand
No soft touch

Make that money, make that money
Make that money run like honey
On your tongue
Gotta make that money
Make that money, listen sonny
Learn to sting before your stung

Now that I’m a man
Every penny has been planned
I’m financially grand
And perfectly greedy
Sentimental fools
I make all your rules
I’ve got your cash, got your jewels
They’re all mortgaged to me

Make that money, make that money
Make that money run like honey
On your tongue
Gotta make that money
Make that money, listen sonny
Learn to sting before your stung

And I know
‘Cause he told me so
Told me so
I believe him
I still believe…
Give me that money

Controlling all your cash
I could make you live in trash
I eat pheasant, you eat hash
No philanthropy
But when it’s time for me to croak
Bury me with all my dough
And where there should’ve been an oak
My private money tree will grow

Make that money
Said make that money
Make that money run like honey
On your tongue

Told me so
Told me so
He told me so

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Give the radio back

sierpień 22, 2008 · Dodaj komentarz

Give the radio back

Hey teacher, whatcha trying to do?
I’m gettin tired livin in this zoo
You slap my face and you lock me down
You beat my head right in the ground
I never ever felt this way before
I can’t take it no more
So give the radio back
Yeah, give the radio back
Give the radio back to the maniacs
Well, there’s a party going on outside
All my friends got ya terrified
Don’t call the cops, call the State Police
Don’t break up this blown-out symphony
You think I’m wasting all my precious time
You say my music oughta be a crime
Well, give the radio
Give the radio back
Yeah, give the radio back
To the maniacs
To the maniacs
I never ever felt this way before
Ain’t gonna take it no more
Yeah, give the radio back
Give the radio back
Ah, give the radio back
To the maniacs
To the maniacs
Oh, give the radio
To the maniacs
Oh, give the radio
To the maniacs
Give it, give it, give it, give it, give give give the radio
To the maniacs
The little maniacs
You’re all maniacs

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