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On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines moaning out as one note song You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do When you′re riding sixteen hours and there′s nothing much to do And you don′t feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through Here I am - on the road again There I am - up on the stage Here I go - playing star again There I go - turn the page So you walk into this restaurant strung out from the road And you feel the eyes upon you, as you′re shaking off the cold You pretend it doesn′t bother you, but you just want to explode Yeah, most times you can′t hear ′em talk, other times you can All the same old clich?, ″Is it woman? Is it man?″ And you always seem outnumbered, you don′t dare make a stand Make your stand Here I am - on the road again There I am - up on the stage Here I go - playing star again There I go - turn the page Oo-ooh, out there in the spotlight, you′re a million miles away Every ounce of energy you try to give away As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play, yeah Later in the evening, you lie awake in bed With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head You smoke the day′s last cigarette, remembering what she said What she said He-ey Yeah And here I am - on the road again There I am - up on a stage Here I go - playing star again There I go - turn the page There I go - turn that page There I go, yeah, yeah There I go, yeah, yeah There I go, yeah There I go, yeah There I go, oo-oo-ooh There I go And I′m gone |
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BLEEDING ME
(Hetfield, Ulrich, Hammett) *I'm diggin' my way I'm diggin' my way to something I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better **I'm pushin' my stay I'm pushin' my stay to something I'm pushin' my stay to something better I'm sowing the seeds I'm sowing the seeds I've taken I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted This thorn in my side This thorn in my side is from the tree This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted It tears me and I bleed ***Caught under wheels roll I take the leech I'm bleeding me Can't stop to save my soul I take the leash that's leading me I'm bleeding me I can't take it Caught under wheel's roll The bleeding of me *** Repeat I am the beast that feeds the beast I am the blood, I am the release Come make me pure Bleed me a cure I'm caught under *** Repeat * Repeat ** Repeat |
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Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning,
I was dreaming I was Al Capone. Rumours going round, gotta clear out of town, Smell like a dry fishbone. Here come the law, gonna break down the door, Carry me away once more. Never, never, never want it anymore, Gotta get away from this stone cold floor. Crazy, stone cold crazy, yo. Rainy afternoon, ought to kill a typhoon, And she's playing on my slide trombone. Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore, Gotta get away from this stone cold floor. Crazy, stone cold crazy, yo. Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet, Fully loaded Tommy gun. Here come the deputy, try fucking getting me, Gotta fucking get up and run. They got the sirens loose, I ran right out of juice. They're gonna put me in a cell, If I can't go to heaven, let me go to hell. Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know, yeah. |
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Motives changing, day to day,
The fire increases, masks decay. I look at the river, white foam floats down, The body's poisoned, gotta sit tight. The wait, the wait, the wait, the wait. After wakening, silence grows, The screams subside, distortion shows. Mutant thoughts of bad mouthed news, Is just another birth of distorted views. The wait, the wait, the wait, the wait. The wait, the wait, the wait, the wait. |