1. |
All Fired Up
04:06
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Here we go again, I’m running out of breath
The way that woman move, she’s riding me to death
Just a little break, and we’re ready once again
Her boots and leather skirt are short circuiting my brain
All fired up
Me and my baby’s rollin’, we ain’t ever gonna stop (‘cause we’re)
All fired up
Me and my baby’s rollin’, we ain’t never ever gonna stop, oh no.
She’s coming back, a magnificent machine
A real man-eater, keeps her engine clean
We’re rolling around until I’ve got no more to spend
She grabs a hold of me, and starts me up again
All fired up
Me and my baby’s rollin’, we ain’t ever gonna stop (‘cause we’re)
All fired up
Me and my baby’s rollin’, we ain’t never ever gonna stop, oh no.
Feeling like a freight train, rolling down the tracks
Nothing’s gonna stop me now, ain’t nothing’s gonna hold me back
Explode into a train-wreck, end of the line
She’s picking up the pieces, and we’re rolling of again
All fired up
Me and my baby’s rollin’, we ain’t ever gonna stop (‘cause we’re)
All fired up
Me and my baby’s rollin’, we ain’t never ever gonna stop, oh no
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2. |
It's Only Rock'n'roll
03:38
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Enjoy my boots and leather
Drink my drink up without ice
‘scuse me just a minute
While I adjust from left to right
Ref:
We’ll play on through ‘till morning
Rockin’ on through the night
The neighbors need no warning
They’re proud to join the fight
It’s only rock’n’roll
Bullet belts and denim
Records playin’ all night long
A shot of bourbon
Smoke from the muzzle of a gun
Ref.
Head held high hungover
Start my engine once again
You say the party’s over
Not by a longshot my old friend
Ref
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3. |
Motor Madness
02:47
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I love the sights
The smell of fumes
The sound reminds me I’ve got nothing left to lose
A summer’s night
A winter’s day
That revving engine’s gonna blow my mind away
Motor madness
Black smoke
White lightning
On the racetrack we’ll do most of our fighting
Fueled fire
Glory bound
Molten crust on a scorched ground.
Motor Madness
Shout out
Hey, hey
The checkered flag is a million miles away
Full speed
Don’t stop
Me and my machine’s gonna make it to the top
Motor Madness
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4. |
Ghost Town
04:02
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Walking down the city streets
Not a soul in sight
It’s Saturday, and I just got paid
But something just ain’t right
Where has everybody gone
No one screams or shouts
Is there something going on
That I don’t know about
I hit the bar
I’m on my own
There’s no one here
I drink alone
Ghost town
Looking for some action
In this god forsaken town
But a gloryhole is just a hole
When no one is around
Where have all the ladies gone
No pretty girls to kiss
Is there something going on
A virus I have missed
I step outside
I’m on my own
There’s no one here
I walk alone
Ghost town
I am the last survivor left
As far as I can see
It’s just my own reflection
To keep me company
Sitting on a barstool
Thinking when did it all go wrong?
Raise the glass and toast myself
The new king in this town
I step outside
I’m going home
My new domain
I walk alone
Ghost town
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5. |
Rosie's
03:44
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Whisky in my pocket
Dollar in my jeans
Take the door and lock it
Throw away the key
Don’t need anybody
On the scene
Well, I’m up and I’m going
Gonna take my leave
And head on down to Rosie’s, gonna see if I can’t unwind
Head’s a million voices
Throat has none
There’s a million choices
I take just one
It’s the bar on the corner
Down the street
Now it’s time to relax
To put up my feet
Head on down to Rosie’s gonna see if I can’t unwind
Head on down to Rosie’s yeah… Have myself a time!
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6. |
Reckless Driver
03:02
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Reckless driver on a Saturday night
Pushing your foot through the floor
You wanted a taste, I gave you a bite
Now you’re coming back for more
Push me to the backseat, baby, do it to me all night long
It’s the way you got it going on, on-and-a-on-and-on.
Wooooaaaaaaaaooooowwwww
You’re my reckless driver
Use me as your stick shift, baby
Burnin’ burnin’ out on first
Pickin’ up speed on second
Will my engine die of thirst?
Fuel me up with liquor, fill me up with booze
Ain’t got time for traffic, baby, I ain’t got time to lose
Wooooaaaaaaaaooooowwwww
You’re my reckless driver
Rollin’, ballin’, all night, baby
Tramplin’ my blue suede shoes
My grin it goes from ear to ear
I ain’t gonna sing the blues
Shift in to the fast lane darlin’
Take us to the finish line
Your drivin’ skills are insane, honey
Hey! You blow my mind
Wooooaaaaaaaaooooowwwww
You’re my reckless driver
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7. |
Shut Your Lights
03:47
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Say something clever
Say something wise
I see right through
Your dirty lies
I’m not polite
I have no class
I’d be delighted
To kick your ass
Get in my face
Get on my nerves
You think you’re in for a fight
I’m gonna give you what you deserve
Hey, hey!
I’m gonna shut your lights
Teach you a lesson
Take you to school
I hit like a bear
And kick like a mule
Take the order
Get the pay
Brass-knuckle sandwich coming your way
Get in my face
Get on my nerves
You think you’re in for a fight
I’m gonna give you what you deserve
Hey, hey!
I’m gonna shut your lights
Rattling your teeth
Scrambling your brain
If you’re still standing
I’ll do it all again
A flying fist will leave you
In a lot of pain
But don’t you worry, mister
My hands are Novocain
Step on my toes
Get on my nerves
I’m gonna do what’s right
I’m gonna give you what you deserve
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!
Get in my face
Get on my nerves
You think you’re in for a fight
I’m gonna kick you right to the curb
Hey, hey!
I’m gonna shut your…
Hey, hey!
I’m gonna shut your…
Hey, hey!
I’m gonna shut your lights!
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8. |
I'm The Devil
03:45
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I’m the Devil
But I don’t need no disguise
Yes, I’m the Devil
But I don’t need no disguise
Got a mean streak about me, baby
And let me tell you: I ain’t nice
Got a red-hot poker
And a long, red tail
All the world’s people
Are gonna scream and wail
‘Cause I’m the Devil
And I don’t need no disguise
Got a mean streak about me, baby
And let me tell you: I ain’t nice
If you see my silhouette
In the setting sun
Tell your mother, your brother, your father
You know they’d better run
‘Cause I’m the Devil
And I don’t need no disguise
Got a mean streak about me, baby
Got a mean streak, yeah,
I’ve got a mean fuckin’ streak, yeah yeah
And let me tell you: I ain’t nice
No!
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9. |
Criminal Man
02:54
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If there’s a will, there’s a way
When I need something, you sure got to pay.
I want it all, what’s yours is mine
Sharp dressed liar with a silver dollar smile
I’ve got a hunger
Need it, feed it
I’m ambitious
A political man
I’ve got the power
Use it, abuse it
I am a fraud
I’m a Criminal Man
A man of God, I am divine
I make a living stealing money from the blind
Road to salvation is paved with gold
Cashing in collection, laughing at you all
I’ve got a hunger
Need it, feed it
I ain’t no saint or a miracle man
I’ve got the power
Use it, abuse it
I am a sinner
A Criminal Man
A money man, I’m full of lies
Stepping over bodies, dollars in my eyes
I crave it all, and even more
Caught up in shady business, I’m rotten to the core.
I’ve got a hunger
Need it, feed it
A big investor
A billion dollar man
I’ve got the power
Use it, abuse it
A crooked soul
I’m a criminal man
A hood, a gangster
A slime ball, a weasel
My hair is slick, my skin is tanned
I’ll rob you blind
But you knew it, and blew it
The world’s my oyster
I’m the criminal man
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10. |
World On Fire
04:40
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I’ve had enough
But instead of lying down
Grab my torch and incinerate
everything that can be found
You ask for water
But all I have to give is gasoline
That's mean
Apocalyptic visions
Fuel my insanity
Ignite the nations
And set me free
In a world on fire
Keep on fanning the flames
In a world on fire
Burn it down
Feed the flame
Turn your head
Don’t you ever meet my gaze
With the snap of my fingers
I’ll set your soul ablaze
The killer in me says “Do it”
The sadist in me says “I’ll do it for free”
Yeah, for free
I work in symbiosis
With all my different personalities
My name is Legion
Now set me free
In a world on fire
Keep on fanning the flames
In a world on fire
Burn it down
Feed the flame
Step into my furnace
Let embers caress your face
Lay down on the pyre
Embrace death, know your place
And there’s no more room for mercy
No quarter will be given anyway
Anyway
Dreams turn to nightmares
In this infernal burning rage
Flames of Hades
Will lay to waste
This world on fire
Keep on fanning the flames
In a world on fire
Burn it down
Do it all over again
Fire!
Keep on fanning the flames
In a world on fire
From the ashes
I’ll rise again
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11. |
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Hey, bartender, come on over fast
What do you want? What do you need?
A pint of pure perfection in a frosted glass
Coming right up, satisfaction guaranteed
I’m bone dry, and I’m about to burst
Gotta keep hydrated, gotta quench my thirst
Fill me up
I’m a thirsty dog
Fill me up
Can’t get enough
Hey beer-lady bring your jugs to me
What do you want? What do you need?
A cooling pint of golden liquid ecstasy
Coming right up, satisfaction guaranteed
I’m bone dry, and I’m about to burst
Gotta keep hydrated, gotta quench my thirst
Fill me up
I’m a thirsty dog
Fill me up
Can’t get enough
Fill me up
I’m a thirsty dog
Fill me up
Can’t get enough
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Duckwalk Chuck Sandnes, Norway
Duckwalk Chuck is a Norwegian band that plays hard, uncompromising rock`n`roll, where absolutely nothing is left to chance. Straight forward and in your face! Exactly as hard, gritty rock`n`roll should be delivered: With loads of attitude, well-crafted tunes, powerful riffs and great choruses that will embed in your brain instantly! ... more
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