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| 0:57 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:57 | 
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We're coming to stay
Can't send us back 'cause we're from the stars We'll show you the way Life is forever, and life is hours The sound gives you vision My voice lets you hear Ten thousand watts screamin' clear Let the music move your soul Burn the fire of rock and roll We're calling your name You can't answer back 'cause you're in a dream Your body's the same But nothing around you is what it seems (It's not what it seems) Things as they are Change to how they could be Transforming the world that you see Let the music take control Burn the fire of rock and roll Let the music move your soul Burn the fire of rock and roll ... We're coming to stay Can't send us back 'cause we're finally free Our hearts are the same We only have time for the ones who dream (And all of us dream) The sound gives you vision My voice lets you hear Ten thousand watts screamin' clear Let the music move your soul Burn the fire of rock and roll Let the music take control Burn the fire of rock.. Feel the music move your soul Burn the fire of rock and roll |
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| 3. |
| 4:23 |
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Comes way after midnight
Slinks around the alleys of your mind Wakes you and you're breathless Cannot figure out what's deep inside you A strike will come you'll least expect Aaaw no, there's a snakebite coming from inside Your mind Wide-eyed, left in wonder In the dark the poison feeds your mind Praying for an angel A spirit in your heart you've left enshrined There's no rescue there's no escape Aaaw no, there's a snakebite coming from inside Your mind ... How much longer can you stand this Anxiety, the guilt, the fear, the doubt A coiling hiss of madness At its will a tongue that lashes out Your heart will pound out deep regrets Aaaw no, there's a snakebite coming from inside Your mind There's a snakebite coming from inside There's a snakebite coming from inside There's a snakebite coming from inside Your mind |
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| 4. |
| 4:21 |
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| 5. |
| 4:32 |
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You gave yourself so easily
Well that's OK with me I am tired of your running around Please leave me be Why don't you get out of my life Go away I've had it with you makin' the rounds You got nothing to say But you keep on comin' around And manage to cut me inside You're charged 3rd degree sensual homicide Miss Mistreater My little miss Miss Mistreater I can't resist So hard to see what's going on My blindfold was in place In the pack and fallin' back Keep pickin' up the pace You've got a spell on me Can't fight it, can't beat it alone I wait so patiently And pray for your voice on the phone Miss Mistreater I got the itch Miss Mistreater I can't resist ... You've got a spell on me Can't fight it, can't beat it alone I wait impatiently To hear your sweet voice on the phone Miss Mistreater My little miss Miss Mistreater You're such a bitch Miss Mistreater I got the itch Miss Mistreater I can't resist My little miss I can't resist |
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| 6. |
| 4:11 |
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Got the gear, got the gas, got compression
She's the one gonna lessen my load I'll make her shine in a cold pure perfection Feel the gleam as I'm startin' to roll Pouring on the speedway heat She is my concrete connection I fly with a I ride with a I glide with a bolt in my heart I'm alive gonna Power drive hit my Overdrive with this bolt in my heart Ain't no losin' Got my movin' and My groovin' all the way now I ain't lookin' for divine intervention Turn the key, hit the gas, and I go My direction is cast to the concrete I ain't going where the Down Boys go Moving to the asphalt beat I am a motor mutation Run away, run Run to stay, gonna Make my way with this bolt in my heart Parallel fire, I'm Speed for hire, been a Road vampire Oh Pablo give me some guitar ... Accelerate, accumulate No time to give to vindicate Lubricate 'n desecrate I'll make the air disintegrate Aggravate and decimate A navigatin' heavy weight Pounding down hard cross the ground I fly with a I ride with a I glide with a bolt in my heart I lean with my Bad machine, and I My morphine is this bolt in my heart Gonna fly, gonna Get real high, least I Least I'll try with a bolt in my heart Runaway, run Run to stay, gonna Make my way with this bolt in my heart Ain't no losin' got my movin' and my Groovin' all day now I can't deny it gets me high When I'm feelin' and I'm speeding Down the asphalt way now With this bolt in my heart |
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| 7. |
| 4:06 |
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[Jeff Martin, Paul Gilbert, Scott Travis]
Spinning around its master Its master is setting it free Hurling into the void now Between the earth and he Sea of sulfurid acid Sky of ammonia and lead A monteraneous world Soon to be covered in red Breath of carbon dioxide A satellite of the dead You've just realized Don't be surprised A day will come soon of 17th Moon The 17th Moon comin' soon Whirling and twirling and spitting out fire Belching out tons of stream It was once a small point in the sky Getting closer or so it seems Jupiter didn't want it Venus moved out of its way A barreling ball of gases Its evil is coming this day Crushing down all around us Now you got the piper to pay You've just realized Don't be surprised A day will come soon of 17th Moon The 17th Moon comin' soon Streams of rusty poison Stripping of its back Heard for the god of war Yes, Mars is under attack Hundreds of millions of whispers Floating upon the air Beggars of God's forgiveness All so unprepared Churches full of people Souls so unrepaired Don't be surprised You've just realize A day will come soon of the 17th Moon Rivers flowing of arsenic Lakes of Mercury Come to end your existence Coming to set you free A monsteranous world Comes for you and me You've just realized Don't be surprised A day will come soon of 17th Moon The 17th Moon comin' soon |
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| 8. |
| 4:30 |
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You rock my world out of its place
You took my soul out of its space There's no denying, sad but true I just can't get over you I sit alone right by the phone Waiting For your love Waiting So hard to find, you're so unkind I feel you near time after time At the sunrise I'm still awake I see my hopes a sad sad fake I bid this rhyme just killin' time And waiting In the dark Waiting ... From nine to nine you're on my mind Can't seem to shake this time You and your disappearing game What I'm left is quite insane In the park or in the dark Anytime you're on my mind as I'm Waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting.. |
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| 9. |
| 4:18 |
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[Paul Gilbert, Jeff Martin, Bruce Bouillet]
Kicked in the teeth I fell down on the floor Smooth talkin' won't save me now that's for sure I can't deny the truth Well I might have tried, but she's got the proof I thought that I was smooth She's on to all my moves You can't desguise poison eyes She wants my life, I can't hide from Poison eyes (your eyes) 357 in nylons and rouge Hunting me down she said she's been used There's nothing left to say If she catches up she'll blow me away She pulled the hammer down Wants me face on the ground You can't desguise poison eyes She wants my life, I can't hide from Poison eyes She crashed through the door She said, "I won't be your fool no more" Smiles, and pulls the hammer back Get even or bust, she's on the attack (shoot me) You can't desguise poison eyes She wants my life, I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide from your eyes You can't desguise poison eyes It's time to die for my lies (from your) Poison, Poison, Poison eyes |
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| 10. |
| 1:20 |
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| 11. |
| 5:16 |
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[Jeff Martin, Russ Parrish]
Pray to the rain Pray to the god of thunder We are as one Through the blood of our brothers On through the ages We have lived here free Spirits from the past remind me We get our strength from the light up above God of the sun We face the east The smoke is offered upward (we pray Heammawihio) To fight this scourge Who rape this land our mother The white eyes came across the sea Bringing pain and misery Oh five us hope great spirit up above God of the sun Great father I pray With the strength of your light Help us find a way We wish only to breath The dust of our fathers And to hunt where their spirits lives Now they bury our pride And caputure our souls Leaving us barren With no place left to go And with pain in our hearts And tears in our eyes We look up and we pray To the God of the sun On throught the ages we have lived here free Spirits from the past remind me We get our strength from the light up above God of the sun, God of the sun They've captured our pride They've cut us inside The winds of war are blowing strong Our trail of tears gets long God of the sun |
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| 12. |
| 3:16 |
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[Bruce Bouillet, Jeff Martin, Paul Gilbert]
I know it's true Know what you wanna do I can see See what you want from me 'Cause your eyes show it Yeah, Your eyes show it Your eyes show it to me (what you need) Your body talks Its shoutin' when you walk That's the language I read It screams I got the need You know I know it I know you know it I know just want you need All shaken up in love Give it to me, gotta give it to me I'm hooked, I got the buzz Give it to me Can't ya see what you're doin' to me 'Cause your eyes show it Yeah, your eyes show it Your eyes show it to me All shaken up in love Give it to me, gotta give it to me I'm hooked, I got the buzz Give it to me Can't ya see what you're doin' to me |
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| 13. |
| 4:09 |
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[Jeff Martin, Paul Gilbert, Scott Travis]
Reads a note lying on his desk But the words already smear the morning press Tell him that he's got a job to do A lethal dose that he'll be giving you Should have run when you heard the screams Now it's all one big bad dream Hang your heard sadly, dose his job gladly Sing out, here comes the preacher And a tune to greet ya The executioner's song Gotta judgment seat awaitin' here Life is flashin' cold and crystal clear Metal halo custom made for you A bolt a power to your maker You'll be pushed on through A sweet and sickly distant melody There ain't a whole lot of time to be Going down badly, slowly and medly Sing out, here comes the preacher And a tune to greet ya The executioner's song Cry out, your maker gonna meet ya He'll be there to seat ya The executioner's song rolls on A sweet and sickly distant melody There ain't a whole lot of time to be Dead man walk sadly Boldly and madly Your time has come Your shadow runs into another Dark silhouetted Feels no regret, yeah Sing out here comes the preacher And a tune to greet ya The executioner's song Cry out your make gonna greet ya He'll be their to seat ya The executioner's song rolls on |
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| 14. |
| 5:18 |
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march
Against the world in which they have to live and all the hate that's in their hearts They're tired of being pushed around and told just what to do They'll fight the world until they've won and love comes flowing through Children of tomorrow live in the tears that fall today Will the sun rise up tomorrow bringing peace in any way? Must the world live in the shadow of atomic fear? Can they win the fight for peace or will they disappear? So you children of the world, listen to what I say If you want a better place to live in spread the words today Show the world that love is still alive you must be brave Or you children of today are Children of the Grave, Yeah! |
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