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I was listening to the music on the radio
I had a feeling that something's not right The music was loud, we could still hear the crowd From the gig that we played that night We pulled into a motorway restaurant Stopped awhile, fooled around But I still had a feeling that something's not right 'Cause we're standing in a whole in the ground Stop, get out We are the strong arm of the law Stop, get out We are the strong arm of the law Into the night came a blue flashing light A blast from the siren to make sure But it came to a stop behind the motorway cop Who'd been tailing us for more than an hour He pulled us out of the car on the side of the road He questioned us one at a time Where is the gear that we know that you use We said the only speed we use is on cars Stop, get out We are the strong arm of the law Stop, get out We are the strong arm of the law You should've seen the stupid smirk drop from his face It was a negative exercise The way that we dress and the things that we do They thought it was an easy bust I was listening to the music on the radio I had a feeling that something's not right The music was loud, we could still hear the crowd From the gig that we played that night Stop, get out We are the strong arm of the law Stop, get out We are the strong arm of the law |
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Down on main street the scene was set
They check out the fuel turn the radio on Open the gates, assemble the gun Wait at the red, for the president's run The world was shocked that fateful day (*) A young man's lot was blown away, away Dallas 1 p.m., 1 p.m. Right and left in the back of the head Screaming confusion, shots rip the air Cadillac racing, cops on the run They couldn't believe the president's hit The shooting stunned as I seemed to run Is he dead, no-one will say Around the world the news was flashed We sat and watched your tragic history [Repeat *] The world was shocked In Dallas 1 p.m. We sat and watched Tragic history The world was shocked In Dallas 1 p.m. |
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We've got a 747 coming down in the night
There's no power, there's no runway lights Radio operator try to get a message through Tell the flight deck New York has no lights There's no power what do we do? 747 coming down in the night Try to get a message through We were strangers in the night Both on separate flights Strangers in the night Going nowhere This is Scandinavian one-o-one Flight from Hawaii coming out of the sun Kennedy should be in sight We can't see a thing here in the night Navigator says we're on the flight path There's no radio, no sign of life This is Scandinavian one-o-one For God's sake, get the ground lights on, because We were strangers in the night Both on separate flights Strangers in the night Going nowhere There's a 747 going into the night There's no power, they don't know why They've no fuel, they've got to land soon They can't land by the light of the moon They're overshooting, there's no guiding lights Set a course into the night Scandinavian one-o-one For God's sake get your ground lights on We were strangers in the night Both on separate flights Strangers in the night Going nowhere |
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In a giant´s step of mankind
On a distant lunar sea As you travel cross the universe Will you take a step Take a step for me Will you take a step for me The voyage of an eagle Blasting to the stars You take the hopes and dreams of men To find yourself To find tranquillity To find tranquillity Speeding across the universe And placed a lonely flag Out there in isolation At the final Final frontier At the final frontier Celebration As we wait for your return You took a giant leap for mankind On another On another world On another world Take it easy Take it slow Don't go fast Don't let go The eagle has landed |
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If you see me riding by
Do not stop me do not try Cause I'm a motorcycle man I get my kicks just when I can Motorcycle man Motorcycle man Like an angel slick machine Were taking risks that's what we mean Cause we're all motorcycle men We get our kicks just when we can Motorcycle man Motorcycle man |
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When my foot's on the throttle
there's no looking back I leave my motor ticking over when she's parked on the track I've got a sixty eight Chevvy with pipes on the side You know she's my idea of beauty and that's what I drive She's got wheels, wheels of steel Talkin' 'bout my wheels of steel I don't take no jibe from no motorway pigs When I'm cruisin' down the freeway I don't give no lifts If you see me comin' get out of my way You know a Transam didn't I blew it away She's got wheels, wheels of steel Talkin' 'bout my wheels of steel |
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