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| 6:43 | 
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Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Oooh it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power big fat tyres and everything I love it and I need it I bleed it yeah it's a wild hurricane Alright hold tight I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my girl I'm gonna keep her to the end Nobody gonna have my girl She stays close on every bend Oooh she's a killing machine She's got everything Like a moving mouth body control and everything I love her I need her I seed her Yeah She turns me on Alright hold on tight I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my head I got speed inside my brain Nobody gonna steal my head Now that I'm on the road again Oooh I'm in heaven again I've got everything Like a moving ground an open road and everything I love it and I need it I seed it Eight cylinders all mine Alright hold on tight I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Oooh it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power big fat tyres and everything I love it and I need it I bleed it Yeah it's a wild hurricane Alright hold on tight I'm a highway star I'm a highway star I'm a highway star |
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| 2. |
| 12:18 |
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Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad See the blind man shooting at the world Bullets flying taking toll If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have And you've been hit by flying lead You'd better close your eyes and bow your head And wait for the ricochet |
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| 3. |
| 7:37 |
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We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have much time Frank Zappa and the Mothers Were at the best place around But some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the ground Smoke on the water, fire in the sky They burned down the gambling house It died with an awful sound Funky Claude was running in and out Pulling kids out the ground When it all was over We had to find another place But Swiss time was running out It seemed that we would lose the race Smoke on the water, fire in the sky We ended up at the Grand Hotel It was empty cold and bare But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside Making our music there With a few red lights and a few old beds We make a place to sweat No matter what we get out of this I know we'll never forget Smoke on the water, fire in the sky |
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| 4. |
| 9:29 |
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No one sees the things you do
Because I stand in front of you But you drive me all the time Put the evil in my mind Used to sing and say my prayers Live my life without a care Now I have become a fool Because I listened to the mule How can I change when my mind is a friend of a Lucifer hid in the ground Just another slave for the mule |
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| 5. |
| 9:52 |
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There once was a woman
A strange kind of woman The kind that gets written down in history Her name was Nancy Her face was nothing fancy She left a trail of happiness and misery I loved her Everybody loved her She loved everyone and gave them good return I tried to take her I even tried to break her She said I ain't for takin' won't you ever learn I want you I need you I gotta be near you I spent my money as I took my turn I want you I need you I gotta be near you Ooh I got a strange kind of woman She looked like a raver But I could never please her On Wednesday mornings boy you can't go far I couldn't get her But things got better--she said Saturday nights from now on baby you're my star She finally said she loved me I wed her in a hurry No more callers and I glowed with pride I'm dreaming I feel like screaming I won my woman just before she died I want you I need you I gotta be near you I spent my money as I took my turn I want you I need you I gotta be near you Ooh I had a strange kind of woman |
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| 6. |
| 10:27 |
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You're lazy just stay in bed
You're lazy just stay in bed You don't want no money You don't want no bread If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw You don't want to live you don't want to cry no more Well my trying ain't done no good I said my trying ain't done no good You don't make no effort no not like you should Lazy you just stay in bed Lazy you just stay in bed You don't want no money You don't want no bread |
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| 7. |
| 19:54 |
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We had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars Meeting all the groovey people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealice We're space truckin' round the the stars Come on let's go Space Truckin' Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And everynaut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' round the stars Come on let's go Space Truckin' The fireball that we rode was moving But now we've got a new machine Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah the freaks said Man those cats can really swing They got music in their solar system They've rocked around the Milky Way They dance around the Borealice They're Space Truckin' everyday Come on |
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| 1. |
| 6:18 |
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Black night is not right,
I don't feel so bright, I don't care to sit tight. Maybe I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. I don't need a dark tree, I don't want a rough sea, I can't feel, I can't see. Maybe I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. Black night, black night, I don't need black night, I can't see dark night. Maybe I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. |
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| 2. |
| 7:25 |
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Good Golly, said little Miss Molly
When she was rockin' in the house of blue light Tutti Frutti was oh so rooty When she was rockin' to the east and west Lucille was oh so real When she didn't do her daddies will Come on baby, drive me crazy--do it, do it I'm a speed king you go to hear me sing I'm a speed king see me fly Saturday night and I just got paid Gonna fool about ain't gonna save Some people gonna rock some people gonna roll Gonna have a party to save my soul Hard headed woman and a soft hearted man They been causing trouble since it all began Take a little rice take a little beans Gonna rock and roll down to New Orleans [repeat first two stanzas in inverse order] |
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| 3. |
| 8:03 |
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Lucille, please come back where you belong,
Lucille, please come back where you belong, I've been good to you baby, please don't lead me along. I woke up this mornin', Lucille was not in sight, I asked my friends about her but all their lips was tight, Lucille, please come back where you belong, I've been good to you baby, please don't lead me along. Lucille, baby, satisfy my heart, Lucille, baby, satisfy my heart, I played love with you baby, And gave you such a wonderful start. |
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