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from Slade - Slade Alive! [live] (1991)
Come, and talk of all things we did today
Hear, and laugh about our funny little ways For we have a few minutes to breathe And I know that it's time you must leave Chorus So darling be home soon I couldn't bare to wait an extra minute If you know My darling be home soon It's not just these few hours I've been waiting Since you tired For the great relief of having you to talk to And now, a quarter of my life is almost past I, I think I've come to see myself at last And I know that the time spent confused Was the time that I spent without you And I feel in myself in blues Chorus But darling be home soon I couldn't bare to wait an extra minute If you know My darling be home soon It's not just these few hours I've been waiting Since you tired For the great relief of having you to talk to Break Go, and beat your crazy head against the sky Try, to see beyond the houses in your eyes It's OK to shoot the moon Chorus My darling be home soon I couldn't bare to wait an extra minute If you know My darling be home soon It's not just these few hours I've been waiting Since you tired For the great relief of having you to talk to |
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from Slade - Slade Alive! [live] (1991)
Hear me calling
Hear me calling you Hear me calling Hear me calling you And if you don't come soon I'll know my love ain't true Hear me calling Hear me calling loud Hear me calling Hear me calling loud And if you don't come soon Then I'll be wearing a shroud Break Hear me calling Hear me calling loud Hear me calling Hear me calling loud And if you don't come soon Then I'll be wearing a shroud |
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from Slade - Slade Alive! [live] (1991)
In like a shot from my gun
Chasing the truth you know is gonna come Let it, you know I begun You haven't got a good face I'll never notice when I start to race It's something you got it in space Chorus And it's in like a shot from my gun In like a shot from my gun In like a shot from my gun From my gun Break In like a shot to taste you Just you react the way you always do I know that you changed quite a few Chorus And it's in like a shot from my gun In like a shot from my gun In like a shot from my gun From my gun Break Chorus And it's in like a shot from my gun In like a shot from my gun In like a shot from my gun From my gun From my gun |
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from Slade - Slade Alive! [live] (1991)
Yeah yeah yeah
Sweet little rock 'n' roller Sweet little rock 'n' roller I got money money money I'll show you Oh sweet little rock 'n' roller Baby baby baby baby baby Woah my soul I got to let him let him let him let him hold you Gonna do you my money yeah baby Tutti tutti tutti tutti frutti Say I'm gonna love you oh rudi Baby baby baby baby baby Woah my soul Break Tutti frutti yeah oh rudi Tutti frutti oh rudi Tutti frutti baby oh rudi Tutti frutti oh rudi Baby baby baby baby baby Woah woah my soul I gotta girl name of Sadie Almost drive me crazy I gotta girl name of Sadie Almost drive me crazy Try to push in lovin' yes you do Darling darling I never do Tutti frutti hey tutti frutti hey Tutti frutti baby oh rudi Tutti frutti oh rudi Wanna love you baby But bamma lamma lamma lamma you can do Break Tutti frutti baby oh rudi Tutti frutti baby oh rudi Tutti frutti baby oh rudi Said I love you baby tutti frutti It's alright it's alright I'm gonna love you gonna love you tonight Gonna love you baby baby Gonna love you baby baby Gonna love you baby baby I'm gonna love you baby baby All alright now it's alright now Gonna love you baby Gonna love you baby Gonna love you yeah baby I'm gonna love you baby It's alright it's alright Woah woah woah Gonna love you baby Gonna love you baby Gonna love you baby I'm gonna love you baby It's alright it's alright Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Interact with Audience Wanna hear everybody singing now Everybody singing with us Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Alright alright Yeah Yeah Woah Woah I said yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Couldn't hear you Say it again Alright alright alright alright woah I said yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I said yeah yeah yeah-yeah-yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah-yeah-yeah yeah I said yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeahhhhhhh Yeahhhhhhh Tutti frutti oh rudi Tutti frutti baby oh rudi Tutti frutti rudi I love you Tutti frutti oh rudi It's alright it's alright Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Gonna love you baby gonna love you Gonna love you baby gonna love you Love you baby gonna love you Rudi tutti frutti baby baby Alright alright yeah yeah yeah Gonna love you baby gonna love you Love you little baby gonna love you Woah-woah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Gonna love you gonna love you Alright alright alright Alright alright alright |
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from Slade - Slade Alive! [live] (1991)
Know who you are
Know where you're going to Just take a look at the things That make up a good living Tied off your socks Trying your father's on Run round the world taking all That you want you can carry Know where you are And where you've been And where you're going to 'H' old 'H' sing a song Maybe you're wrong Finding a new way out Trying to work out a way To include one another Think what you are Think where you're going to 'H' sing a song to make out That you're playing is easy Know where you are And where you've been And where you're going to 'H' old 'H' sing a song Know who you are Know where you're going to Read a new book Finish the other one Right from the start try and Work out the finishing answer |
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Rock me boys - rock me boys!You and me are the greatest thing You and me are the honky kings Rockin' on is the next best thing To good love - to good love A little bit of what you like Slaps your face, says, 'on yer bike!' She told you once and told y |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
So you think you got an evil mind Well I'll tell you honey And I don't know why I don't know why So you think my singin's' out of time Well it makes me money And I don't know why I don't know why Anymore, oh no So cum on feel the noize Girls rock your bo |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
Everyday when I'm away I'm thinking of you Everyone can carry on Except for we two. And you know that our love And you know that I And you know that our love won't die. And it won't even show And no-one will know One little wave To say you'll behave It |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi I've seen the bridges of the world and they are for real/ I've had a red light off-the-wrist without me even getting kissed It still seems so unreal I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska I'v |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
Well alright ev'rybody, let your hair down
Want to see ev'rybody get up off their seat, Clap your hands stamp your feet, get down get with it, I said a-get down get with it and do the jerk. Come on baby I'm gonna watch ev'rybody work I said a-come on baby watch ev'rybody do the dance I said get down and get with it, it's been a long long time Yea yea yea I'm gonna watch ev'rybody move around I said a-come on baby, watch ev'rybody make some time To get down and get with it - it's alright yea yea yea Oh my my my my, oh baby it's alright oh my my my my Ev'rybody raise both your hands in the air, ev'rybody ev'rywhere I said a-clap your hands, ev'rybody clap your hands, yea yea yea Oh, my my my my, ev'rybody clap your hands oh my my my my Want to see ev'rybody get your boots on, ev'rybody ev'rywhere I said a-stamp your feet, come on and stamp your feet, yea Yea, yea, yea, oh my my my my (hoo!) Ev'rybody stamp your feet, oh my my my my Want to see ev'rybody get up off your seat Clap your hands, stamp your feet, make it Get down and get with it, I said a-get down get with it I said a-get down get with it baby yea yea yea Oh my my my my I said a-come on baby oh, my my my my I said a-stamp your feet yea, a-listen to the beat baby Yea yea yea oh my my my my Ev'rybody stamp your feet baby, I said a-my my my, my Yea yea get down and get with it baby I said get down and get with it now, yea yea yea I said my-my-my-my my my I said get down and get with it baby oh, my my my my I want ev'rybody to say they feel allllriiiiiiight. |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
Goodbye to Jane, goodbye to Jane, She's a dark horse see if she can Goodbye to Jane, goodbye to Jane, painted up like a fancy young man She's a queen can't you see what I mean; She's a queen See, (see) see, she's a queen And I know she's alright, alrigh |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi I've seen the bridges of the world and they're for real I've had a red light of wrist Without me even gettin' kissed It still seems so unreal I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska I've seen t |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
You keep me straight, I'll keep you narrow
You got the magic that can chill me to the marrow (woo) But I got somethin' here for you, it's big enough for two You want me sweet - I want you pretty You got some funny lines that make me sound so witty But I got somethin' here for you, it's big enough for two Let's call it quits, let's call it quits, Before we break a-one another into bits Let's call a tie, let's call a tie, Before we make a-one another start to cry You got the why, I got the wherefore You got me trapped hook line and sinker and so therefore I got somethin' here for you, it's big enough for two Let's call it quits, let's call it quits, Before we break a-one another into bits Let's call a tie, let's call a tie, Before we make a-one another start to cry You keep me straight, I'll keep you narrow You got the magic that can chill me to the marrow (woo) But I got somethin' here for you, it's big enough for two Let's call it quits, let's call it quits, Before we break a-one another into bits Let's call a tie, let's call a tie, Before we make a-one another start to cry Bully! I got a somethin' an' it's big enough for two ooh hoo. . . |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
I know just exactly where to be
You know what my freedom means to me What it means, what it means to me Just exactly what my freedom means to me. I say I know just what I want to be You say what's it all supposed to mean What's it mean. But we don't agree Just exactly what's it all supposed to mean. Chorus Hey hey hey hey what you doin' to me Hey hey hey look wot you dun I know what your mind is going through You know my mind is going through it too Through it too, going through it too And you know my mind is going through it too. Chorus |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
I don't want to drink my whisky like you do
I don't need to spend my money but still do Don't stop now a c-'mon Another drop now c-'mon I wanna lot now so c-'mon That's right, that's right I said Mama but we're all crazy now I said Mama but we're all crazy now I said Mama but we're all crazy now And you told me fool fire water won't hurt me And you tease me and all my ladies desert me Don't stop now a c-'mon Another drop now c-'mon I wanna lot now so c-'mon That's right, that's right I said Mama but we're all crazy now I said Mama but we're all crazy now I said Mama but we're all crazy now I don't want to drink my whisky but still do I had enough to fill up "H" Hill's left shoe Don't stop now a c-'mon Another drop now c-'mon I wanna lot now so c-'mon That's right that's right I said mama we're all crayzee now, I said mama we're all crayzee now, I said mama we're all crayzee now, I said mama we're all crayzee now, I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! Come on, come on. I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! (repeat and fade) |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall? It?s the time that every Santa has a ball Does he ride a red nosed reindeer? Does he turn up on his sleigh? Do the fairies keep him sober for a day? So here it is, Merry Christmas, Everybody?s having fun, Look to |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
My friend Stan’s got a funny old man
Oh yeah, oh yeah He makes him work all night 'til he can’t do it right Oh yeah, aha And from the way you blacked my eye, I know that you’re the reason why And from the way you fix his tie I see you're gettin’ to him, gettin’ to him My friend Jack’s got an ache in his back Oooooh oh yeah The doc said he’d be fine if he’d just take his time Ohh oh, ooh And from the way you blacked my eye I know that you’re the reason why And from the way you fix his tie I see you're gettin’ to him, you've been gettin’ to him - kinky! And from the way you blacked my eye I know that you’re the reason why And from the way you fix his tie I see you're gettin’ to him, you've been gettin’ to him My friend Pete says his body is weak Oh yeah, aha He told me he can’t sleep and his temperature’s steep Oh yeah, woho And from the way you blacked my eye, I know that you’re the reason why And from the way you fix his tie I see you're gettin’ to him, you've been gettin’ to him, You've been gettin’ to him, you've been gettin’ to him Oh yeah! |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
I believe in woman, my oh my I believe in lovin', my oh my Don't a women need a man, try and catch one if you can I believe in woman, my oh my We all need someone to talk to my oh my We all need someone to talk to my oh my Ya need a shoulder to cry on, c |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
Spoken:
This is Rockin' Radio the Wall of Sound Stay tuned to this frequency! This is Rockin' Radio the Wall Of Sound The music that rocks The music that shocks The music that comes to you from everywhere Cuz this is the music of the land I love that music I love that sound I love that record I love that noise Stayed tuned to Radio W.O.S. The Wall Of Sound I'm in trouble I'm in deep I don't know why you can't sleep I feel something in my brain It's this sound keepin' me sane I love that music I love that sound I love this new channel I've found I love that record I love that noise This frequency's my favourite toy Radio Wall Of Sound Comin' up from my tower Radio Wall Of Sound Twenty-four hours of power My head is spinnin' around FM stereo sound Tell's me just who I am Who's that? Telegram Sam I love that record I love that noise Now my girl rocks with the boys I love that music I love that sound So just play the radio loud Radio Wall Of Sound Comin' up from my tower Radio Wall Of Sound W.O.S. power Radio Wall Of Sound Comin' up from my tower Radio Wall Of Sound Twenty-four hours of power Spoken: This is Rockin' Radio the Wall Of Sound The music that rocks The music that shocks That music that comes to you from everywhere Cuz this is the music of the land I love that record I love that noise I love it, I love it, I love it This is the big one This is the wall of sound I love that music I love that sound Spoken: You're listening to radio loud Wall to wall sound the music comes to you from all around your head. Look out! I love that record I love that noise Spoken: You think the music here it's not It's inside your head you are the wall of sound Radio Wall Of Sound Comin' up from my tower Radio Wall Of Sound Twenty-four hours of power Radio Wall Of Sound Comin' up from my tower Radio Wall Of Sound W.O.S. Power Radio Wall Of Sound Stay tuned to this frequency! |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
I like black and white Dream in black in white You like black and white Run runaway: See chameleon Lying there in the sun All things to everyone Run runaway If you're in the swing Mud in everything If you're in the swing Run runaway If you got it soft Don't beat around the bush If you got it soft Run runaway Oh now can't she wait? No no come on and wait Oh now can't she wait? Run runaway I like black and white Dream in black in white You like black and white Run runaway |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
You know how to skweeze me (wo-oh)
You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know When a girl's meaning yes, she says no You got rude talk You got one walk All your jokes are blue You've got long nails You tell tall tales Some you think are true And there's nowhere to go you won't go If there's nowhere to run you go slow If you move up to me then I'll show You the way Then you'll know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know When a girl's meaning yes, she says no You got a sweet tongue You sing love songs, Can't you learn to spell? Take me back home You got it all wrong 'Cos we sing that as well And there's nowhere to go you won't go If there's nowhere to run you go slow If you move up to me then I'll show You the way Then you'll know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know When a girl's meaning yes, she says no, oh Oh, you know how to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know When a girl's meaning yes, she says no You know how to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy, yeah And I thought you might like to know, know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know, know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) ==Credits== *Written by Noddy Holder and Jim Lea *Vocals & Rhythm Guitar: Noddy Holder *Lead Guitar: Dave Hill *Bass Guitar: Jim Lea *Drums: Donald Powell |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
Came up to you one night
noticed the look in your eye saw you was on your own and it was alright yeh it was alright. Said I could call you Sidney I couldn't make out why standing here on your own an' it was alright yeh it was alright. So won't you take me back home take me back home and we can find plenty to do and that will be alright yeh it will be alright. You and your bottle of brandy both of you smell the same still on your feet still standing so it was alright yeh it was alright. Superman comes to meet you looks twice the size of me I didn't stay round to say goodnight so it was alright yeh it was alright. |
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from Slade - Wall Of Hits (1996)
Cuma westas chickadee
Have a housemaid on your knee eat an apple ev'ry day An onion keeps ev'ryone away Have an athlete on your feet have some lovesmell on your shee Eat an apple ev'ry day the doctor has got to keep away He'll tell you Thanks for the mem'ry thanks for it all Wham bam thank you malm thanks for the ball. Have a burgular alarm Have a milkmaid on your farm can you raise a ballyhoo If only there's nothing else to do. Have some butter with your fly They sald bananas could get you high Eat an apple ev'ry day the doctor has got to earn his pay He'll tell you . . . Cuma westas chickadee Tap the water on your knee eat an apple ev'ry day The doctor has got to keep away He'll tell you . . . |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
I won't laugh at you when you boo-hoo-hoo coz I luv you
I can turn my back on the things you lack coz I luv you I just like the things you do mmm, don't you change the things you do mmm You get me in a spot and smile the smile you got and I luv you You make me out a clown then you put me down I still luv you I just like the things you do mmm, don't you change the things you do mmmm When you bite your lip you're gonna flip your flip but I luv you When we're miles apart you still reach my heart how I love you I just like the things you do mmm, don't you change the things you do mmm, Only time can tell if we get on well coz I luv you All that's passed us by we can only sigh hihi coz I luv you I just like the things you do mmm, don't you change the things you do mmm. |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
Baby, baby, baby!
So you think I've got an evil mind Well, I'll tell you honey And I don't know why And I don't know why So you think my singin's out of time Well, it makes me money And I don't know why And I don't know why Any more, oh no So cum on feel the noize Girls rock the boys We get wild, wild, wild We get wild, wild, wild So cum on feel the noize Girls rock the boys We get wild, wild, wild Until dawn So you say I've got a funny face I ain't got no worries And I don't know why And I don't know why Say I'm a scumbag, well it's no disgrace I ain't in no hurry And I don't know why I just don't know why Any more, oh no So cum on feel the noize Girls rock the boys We get wild, wild, wild We get wild, wild, wild So cum on feel the noize Girls rock the boys We get wild, wild, wild Until dawn So you think we have a lazy time Well, you should know better And I don't know why I just don't know why And you say I've got a dirty mind Well, I'm a mean go-getter And I don't know why And I don't know why Any more, oh no So cum on feel the noize Girls rock the boys We get wild, wild, wild We get wild, wild, wild So cum on feel the noize Girls rock the boys We get wild, wild, wild Until dawn So cum on feel the noize (Cum on) Girls rock the boys (Rock the boys) We get wild, wild, wild (We get wild) We get wild, wild, wild (Yeah) So cum on feel the noize (Sing it, feel it) Girls rock the boys (Grab 'em, grab 'em) We get wild, wild, wild (We get wild) We get wild, wild, wild (We get wild) So cum on feel the noize (Can you feel it? Can you feel it?) Girls rock the boys (Rock the boys) We get wild, wild, wild (Cum on, get wild) We get wild, wild, wild (Get wild) So cum on feel the noize (Cum on, cum on, cum on) Girls rock the boys (Rock the boys, rock the boys) We get wild, wild, wild (We get wild) We get wild, wild, wild (We get wild) |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
Everyday when I'm away
I'm thinking of you Everyone can carry on Except for we two. And you know that our love And you know that I And you know that our love won't die. And it won't even show And no-one will know One little wave To say you'll behave It won't even show How far love can go. Everyday when I'm away And there's been a few Every land I need a hand To help me come through. And you know that our love And you know that I And you know that our love won't die. And it won't even show And no-one will know One little wave To say you'll behave It won't even show How far love can go. And you know that our love And you know that I And you know that our love won't die. And it won't even show And no-one will know One little wave To say you'll behave It won't even show How far love can go. |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
I've seen the bridges of the world and they're for real I've had a red light off the wrist Without me even gettin' kissed It still seems so unreal I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska I've seen the sunset in the East and in the West I've sang the glory that was Rome And passed the "Hound Dog" singer's home It still seems for the best And I'm far far away with my head up in the clouds And I'm far far away with my feet down in the crowds Lettin' loose around the world But the call of home is loud Still as loud I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre And felt the silence hanging low in no mans' land And though those Spanish nights were fine It wasn't only from the wine It still seems all in hand And I'm far far away with my head up in the clouds And I'm far far away with my feet down in the crowds Lettin' loose around the world But the call of home is loud Still as loud I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi The Grand Bahama Island stories carry on And though those arigato smiles Stay in your memory for a while There still seems more to come. And I'm far far away with my head up in the clouds And I'm far far away with my feet down in the crowds Lettin' loose around the world But the call of home is loud Still as loud And I'm far far away with my head up in the clouds And I'm far far away with my feet down in the crowds Lettin' loose around the world But the call of home is loud Still as loud |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
Well alright ev'rybody, let your hair down
Want to see ev'rybody get up off their seat, Clap your hands stamp your feet, get down get with it, I said a-get down get with it and do the jerk. Come on baby I'm gonna watch ev'rybody work I said a-come on baby watch ev'rybody do the dance I said get down and get with it, it's been a long long time Yea yea yea I'm gonna watch ev'rybody move around I said a-come on baby, watch ev'rybody make some time To get down and get with it - it's alright yea yea yea Oh my my my my, oh baby it's alright oh my my my my Ev'rybody raise both your hands in the air, ev'rybody ev'rywhere I said a-clap your hands, ev'rybody clap your hands, yea yea yea Oh, my my my my, ev'rybody clap your hands oh my my my my Want to see ev'rybody get your boots on, ev'rybody ev'rywhere I said a-stamp your feet, come on and stamp your feet, yea Yea, yea, yea, oh my my my my (hoo!) Ev'rybody stamp your feet, oh my my my my Want to see ev'rybody get up off your seat Clap your hands, stamp your feet, make it Get down and get with it, I said a-get down get with it I said a-get down get with it baby yea yea yea Oh my my my my I said a-come on baby oh, my my my my I said a-stamp your feet yea, a-listen to the beat baby Yea yea yea oh my my my my Ev'rybody stamp your feet baby, I said a-my my my, my Yea yea get down and get with it baby I said get down and get with it now, yea yea yea I said my-my-my-my my my I said get down and get with it baby oh, my my my my I want ev'rybody to say they feel allllriiiiiiight. |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
How does it feel, runnin' around, 'round, 'round?
How does it feel, watching from upside down? 'Cause many years from now there will be new sensations And new temptations, how does it feel? How does it feel, right at the start? And how does it feel, when you are thrown apart? 'Cause many years from now there will be new elations And new frustrations, how does it feel? Do you know, know, know what it's like To be searchin' in your own time? All your attempting, experimenting - all on the climb Do you know, know, know what it's like To be searching and suddenly find All your illusion, all your confusion - all left behind? How does it feel turnin' away? And how does it feel facing another day? 'Cause many years from now there will be newer poisons And new horizons, how does it feel? Do you know, know, know what it's like To be searchin' in your own time? All your attempting, experimenting - all on the climb Do you know, know, know what it's like To be searching and suddenly find All your illusion, all your confusion - all left behind? 'Cause many years from now there will be new tomorrows And still some sorrows, how does it feel? Do you know, know, know what it's like To be searchin' in your own time? All your attempting, experimenting - all on the climb Do you know, know, know what it's like To be searching and suddenly find All your illusion, all your confusion - all left behind? |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
I know just exactly where to be
You know what my freedom means to me What it means, what it means to me Just exactly what my freedom means to me. I say I know just what I want to be You say what's it all supposed to mean What's it mean. But we don't agree Just exactly what's it all supposed to mean. Chorus Hey hey hey hey what you doin' to me Hey hey hey look wot you dun I know what your mind is going through You know my mind is going through it too Through it too, going through it too And you know my mind is going through it too. Chorus |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
I don't want to drink my whisky like you do
I don't need to spend my money but still do Don't stop now a c-'mon Another drop now c-'mon I wanna lot now so c-'mon That's right, that's right I said Mama but we're all crazy now I said Mama but we're all crazy now I said Mama but we're all crazy now And you told me fool fire water won't hurt me And you tease me and all my ladies desert me Don't stop now a c-'mon Another drop now c-'mon I wanna lot now so c-'mon That's right, that's right I said Mama but we're all crazy now I said Mama but we're all crazy now I said Mama but we're all crazy now I don't want to drink my whisky but still do I had enough to fill up "H" Hill's left shoe Don't stop now a c-'mon Another drop now c-'mon I wanna lot now so c-'mon That's right that's right I said mama we're all crayzee now, I said mama we're all crayzee now, I said mama we're all crayzee now, I said mama we're all crayzee now, I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! Come on, come on. I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! I said mama (repeat mama) yeah! (repeat and fade) |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall?
It's the time that every Santa has a ball Does he ride a red nosed reindeer? Does he turn up on his sleigh? Do the fairies keep him sober for a day? So here it is, Merry Christmas, Everybody's having fun, Look to the future now It's only just begun. Are you waiting for the family to arrive? Are you sure you've got the room to spare inside? Does your Granny always tell you That the old songs are the best, Then she's up and rock 'n' rollin' with the rest... So here it is, Merry Christmas, Everybody's having fun, Look to the future now It's only just begun. What will your daddy do when he sees your mama kissing Santa Claus? Aha Are you hanging up a stocking on your wall? Are you hoping that the snow will to start to fall? Do you ride on down the hillside In a buggy you have made? When you land upon your head then you've been slayed. So here it is, Merry Christmas, Everybody's having fun, Look to the future now It's only just begun. (x 4) |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
My friend Stan’s got a funny old man
Oh yeah, oh yeah He makes him work all night 'til he can’t do it right Oh yeah, aha And from the way you blacked my eye, I know that you’re the reason why And from the way you fix his tie I see you're gettin’ to him, gettin’ to him My friend Jack’s got an ache in his back Oooooh oh yeah The doc said he’d be fine if he’d just take his time Ohh oh, ooh And from the way you blacked my eye I know that you’re the reason why And from the way you fix his tie I see you're gettin’ to him, you've been gettin’ to him - kinky! And from the way you blacked my eye I know that you’re the reason why And from the way you fix his tie I see you're gettin’ to him, you've been gettin’ to him My friend Pete says his body is weak Oh yeah, aha He told me he can’t sleep and his temperature’s steep Oh yeah, woho And from the way you blacked my eye, I know that you’re the reason why And from the way you fix his tie I see you're gettin’ to him, you've been gettin’ to him, You've been gettin’ to him, you've been gettin’ to him Oh yeah! |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
I believe in woman, my oh my
I believe in lovin', my oh my Don't a women need a man, try and catch one if you can I believe in woman, my oh my We all need someone to talk to my oh my We all need someone to talk to my oh my Ya need a shoulder to cry on, call me I'll be standing by We all need someone to talk to my oh my We all need a lot of lovin' my oh my Yeah, a whole lot of lovin' my oh my I can lend a helpin' hand if you ain't go nothing planned We all need some lovin' my oh oh my So let's all swing together my oh my We can all swing together my oh my You've got troubles on your own, no need to face them all alone We can all swing together my oh my So let's all pull together my oh myyyyyy.... |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
Hold on!
I like black and white (Dreaming of black and white) You like black and white Run run away See chameleon (Lying there in the sun) All things to everyone Run run away If you're in the swing (Money ain't everything) If you're in the swing Run run away See chameleon (Lying there in the sun) All things to everyone Run run away If you gotta crush (Don't beat about the bush) When I gotta crush Run run away See chameleon (Lying there in the sun) All things to everyone Run run away Oh now can't you wait (Love don't come on a plate) Oh now can't you wait Run run away See the chameleon Lying there in the sun All things to everyone Run run away Run run away Run run away Run run away |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
You know how to skweeze me (wo-oh)
You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know When a girl's meaning yes, she says no You got rude talk You got one walk All your jokes are blue You've got long nails You tell tall tales Some you think are true And there's nowhere to go you won't go If there's nowhere to run you go slow If you move up to me then I'll show You the way Then you'll know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know When a girl's meaning yes, she says no You got a sweet tongue You sing love songs, Can't you learn to spell? Take me back home You got it all wrong 'Cos we sing that as well And there's nowhere to go you won't go If there's nowhere to run you go slow If you move up to me then I'll show You the way Then you'll know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know When a girl's meaning yes, she says no, oh Oh, you know how to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know When a girl's meaning yes, she says no You know how to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy, yeah And I thought you might like to know, know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know, know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) You know how to pleeze me (wo-oh) You're learnin' it easy (wo-oh) And I thought you might like to know How to skweeze me (wo-oh) ==Credits== *Written by Noddy Holder and Jim Lea *Vocals & Rhythm Guitar: Noddy Holder *Lead Guitar: Dave Hill *Bass Guitar: Jim Lea *Drums: Donald Powell |
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from Slade - Get Yer Boots Onthe Best of Slade (2004)
Came up to you one night
noticed the look in your eye saw you was on your own and it was alright yeh it was alright. Said I could call you Sidney I couldn't make out why standing here on your own an' it was alright yeh it was alright. So won't you take me back home take me back home and we can find plenty to do and that will be alright yeh it will be alright. You and your bottle of brandy both of you smell the same still on your feet still standing so it was alright yeh it was alright. Superman comes to meet you looks twice the size of me I didn't stay round to say goodnight so it was alright yeh it was alright. |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
Oh, I know, if you're ready for me, my hot rod's ready to burn
An' I know, if you're waitin' for me, my engine's startin' to turn I've bin livin' on Platform Nine, travellin' thru' I've bin savin' my skin machine for you Look out … tonight … a-will be … a night to remember Look out … a-tonight … is a-gonna be … a night to remember Look out, yeah … look out, yeah I know, if you're revvin' it up, my radiator will boil An' I know, if you get into gear, you need a better quality oil I've bin livin' on borrowed time, well overdue I've been savin' it all alone for you Look out … tonight … a-will be … a night to remember Look out … 'cos tonight's … gonna be … a night to remember Look out, yeah … look out, look out Oh, I know, if you're ready for me, my engine's ready to burn, burn, burn I know, if you're ready for me, my hot rod's ready to turn Look out … tonight … is gonna be … a night to remember Look out … a-tonight … is gonna be … a night to remember Look out, yeah … for me, a night to remember … a night to remember, look out, yeah … look out, yeah |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
A bunch of fives hit me in the jaw - Lovers luck pushed me on the floor, oh no
Pulitzer prize in GBH and now I'm not just a pretty face, oh no (C'mon) Nancy pick me up - (C'mon) Nancy bring me round (C'mon) A knuckle sandwich knocked me down, down, down (C'mon) Nancy pick me up - (C'mon) From a left and right (C'mon) A knuckle sandwich put me out like a light You don't hit a man with his glasses on This is what you call having fun, oh no I ended up with a broken nose They're never so big when they're on their own, oh no (C'mon) Nancy pick me up (C'mon) Nancy bring me round (C'mon) A knuckle sandwich knocked me down, down, down (C'mon) Nancy pick me up (C'mon) From a left and right (C'mon) A knuckle sandwich put me out like a light - Let' em fight Knocked me down, down, down, down, down Knocked me out Knock us out Knock us out Knock us out Knock us out Knock us out Knock us out yow! Ooh you're knocking me out Well you're knocking me out Yeah Heard a fist and I get down to a knee She said "Hey there mate, are you looking at me?" oh no Who are you looking at then she said All I knew was a kick in the head in bed Whoah (C'mon) Nancy pick me up (C'mon) Nancy bring me round (C'mon) A knuckle sandwich knocked me down, down, down (C'mon) Nancy pick me up (C'mon) From a left and right (C'mon) A knuckle sandwich knocked me out like a light (C'mon) Nancy pick me up (C'mon) Nancy bring me round (C'mon) A knuckle sandwich knocked me down, down, down, down, down, down Knocked me down, down, down, down, down |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
Leather Army, goin' barmy, givin' it some stick
Denim Jackets make a racket, layin' it on thick Can't you see the rock there's gotta roll Can't you see the boys are goin' out of control Let the rock roll out of control, out of control … yeah Generatin' Guitar Heroes, holdin' all the chords All-electric, pyro-technics, hear the Ravers roar Can't you see the rock there's gotta roll Can't you see the boys are goin' out of control Let the rock roll out of control, out of control … yeah, yeah If you can't stand it, you're gettin' too old You're never too old, to rock 'n' roll out of control, out of control Let the rock roll out of control, Let the rock roll out of control Let the rock roll out of control, Let the rock roll out of control … out of control, out of control, out of control, out of control Oh, Leather Army, goin' barmy, givin' it some stick Denim Jackets getta-wack-it, layin' it on thick Can't you see the rock there's gotta roll Can't you see the boys are goin' out of control Can't you see the rock there's gotta roll Can't you see the boys are goin' out of control Let the rock roll out of control, Let the rock roll out of control - etc |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
Lock Up Your Daughters
Yeh yeh yeh Sometimes you're acting the fool Sometimes you're breaking the rules Sometimes you want to run away Sometimes you stay out of school But it's a dirty old town and you know where it's where we all belong, Tell your mama back home coz she was just the same when she was young I want to give you some advice Lock up your daughters right now It will give you a smile on your face Lock up your daughters somehow This is the time ' the time and the place. Sometimes you whip up a storm Don't get to bed until dawn Sometimes you get a little high You'll wish you'd never been born Well it's a crazy old world everybody's got to get along Tell your mama back home coz she was just the same when she was young I tell you right now. Lock up your daughters right now It will give you a smile on your face Lock up your daughters somehow This is the time ' the time and the place. You'd better lock up your daughters right now It will give you a smile on your face Lock up your daughters somehow This is the time ' the time and the place. Lock up your daughters right now It will give you a smile on your face Lock up your daughters somehow This is the time ' the time and the place. |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
Spoken: (well shouted actually)
"Dearly beloved, brothers and sisters, we are gathered here tonight to join together this rock and this roll in ear-holy catastrophe. For thine is the power and the glory, for ever and ever, till deaf do us part. Till deaf do us part. Till deaf do us part." Hallelujah (hallelujah) Hallelujah (hallelujah) I've seen the light (I've seen the light) I've seen the light (I've seen the light) I've seen the light (I've seen the light) Glory hallelujah honey I'm on fire Hey hey Hey Glory hallelujah you're givin' me the bug (I'm on fire, I'm on fire) Mister bop-a-lu-la your boogie is a drug (I'm on fire, I'm on fire) My my my you're runnin' with the pack Gotta get ya back, gotta get ya back, gotta get ya back All that ferocity, people come and see it for miles (I'm on fire, I'm on fire) High speed velocity, see them rockin' in the aisles (I'm on fire, I'm on fire) My my my you're leading me astray, Every other day, every other day, every other day Hey hey Rock and roll preacher I wanna meet ya I'm on fire (hallelujah) I'm on fire (hallelujah) Rock and roll sister I can't resist ya I'm on fire (hallelujah) I'm on fire (hallelujah) Yeah Hey hey Hey hey hey hey yeah Twenty one sermons ooh when you start to dance (I'm on fire, I'm on fire) I pray to heaven you don't get a second chance (I'm on fire, I'm on fire) My my my you're runnin' with the pack Gotta get ya back, gotta get ya back, gotta get ya back Rock and roll preacher I wanna meet ya I'm on fire (hallelujah) I'm on fire (hallelujah) Rock and roll sister I can't resist ya I'm on fire (hallelujah) I'm on fire (hallelujah) I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire Hallelujah (hallelujah) Hallelujah (hallelujah) Lordy lordy (lordy lordy) Lordy lordy (lordy lordy) Lordy hallelujah honey I'm on fire My my my you're leading me astray Every other day, every other day, every other day Hey hey Rock and roll preacher I wanna meet ya I'm on fire (hallelujah) I'm on fire (hallelujah) Rock and roll sister I can't resist ya I'm on fire (hallelujah) I'm on fire (hallelujah) I'm on fire (hallelujah) I'm on fire (hallelujah) Lordy lordy Lordy lordy Hallelujah (hallelujah) Hallelujah (hallelujah) Lordy lordy lordy, Lordy lordy lordy |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
Ruby, Ruby
Well I got some food if you're in the mood and the Montrachet's on ice Let me satisfy your appetite with some coq au vin on rice Oh oh oh Ruby Red - Better use your ruby head Oh oh oh Ruby Red - Lying in your ruby bed Well I got some food If you're in the mood, oysters aphrodisiac And some fine liqueur 100% pure that'll put you on your back Oh oh oh Ruby Red - Better use your ruby head Oh oh oh Ruby Red - Lying in your ruby bed - Ruby, Ruby If you start at the top, you can end up at the bottom If you taste there's no waste. All you do is feed your face Oh oh oh Ruby Red - I wanna little bit of Ruby - Just a little bit of Ruby Oh Ruby Red - Making sure you get well fed Oh oh oh Ruby Red - Better use your ruby head Oh oh oh Ruby Red - Lying in your ruby bed I wanna feel Ruby - I wanna hold Ruby |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
Heh yeah, hah hoh …
Oh, you make my fool-heart a-quiver, you bring out the devil (bring out the devil) Oh, you make me stand an' deliver, you bring out the devil (bring out the devil) Woh oh, your dad has caught us in the car. He said look now son your ways are goin' too far Woh ho, she brings out the devil in me Oh, you make me melt like butter, you bring out the devil (bring out the devil) Oh hoh, you find me lyin' in the gutter, you bring out the devil (bring out the devil) Woh ho, you gotta get out on the double. Come on back little girl, come, there won't be any trouble I said, woh ho, she brings out the devil in me I bin a hard-case, a head-case, a nut-case, a special-case Never been an angel in white She taught me good things, bad things, tried to clip my wings Stop me goin' out on the town every night Oh, I give her all of the patter, she brings out the devil (brings out the devil) Oh, when I've had too much to drink, she says it doesn't matter (says it doesn't matter) Woh ho, she understands the way I am She knows I'll give her good lovin' any time I can Woh ho, she brings out the devil in me Oh, you're not expectin' me to woe her, swear I'm gonna leg it (swear I'm gonna leg it) Oh, you've got so much to give, be sure that I get it (be sure that I get it) Woh ho, you're stood where we're headin' You gotta come, headin' for a shotgun weddin' Woh ho, she brings out the devil in me, yeah I said, woh ho, she brings out the devil in me Woh ho, she brings out the devil in me, ha ha ha ha … ha ha ha ha … |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
Uh huh, Jack the Lad with his three-pieced suit on
Likes to keep his three-piece clean At the bar with his whistle an' flute on Chats to broads with his old routine They say, who was the lady I saw you with last night … hey hey hey Oh oh, that was no lady, you're talkin' 'bout my wife … ow ow ow Harry Rash with his fancy foot work - showin' off at the local dance Givin' all the girls the glad eye - ain't their type - he don't stand a chance Oh ho, who was the lady I saw you with last night … well oh oh Oh ho, that was no lady, you're talkin' 'bout my wife … well oh oh If she finds out, you know she's gonna kill me - I'll be nowhere to be found She'll throw me out … Will somebody come an' save me - I'll be hidin' underground get on … hey hey hey, yeah … oh … oh well ho Oh ho, who was the lady I saw you with last night … woh ho ho Oh ho, that was no lady, you're talkin' 'bout my wife … hey hey hey Woh ah, that was no lady, you're talkin' 'bout my wife … oh ho ho That was my wife … well heh heh |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
Coming over to bend your ear -
Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part Are you hearing it loud and clear - Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part Keep a rockin' your times are tough - Let me know when you've had enough Hanging from the ceiling - The balconies are starting to shake Coming over to slaughter you - Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part Do you want us to torture you - Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part Are you feeling the frequency - All the speed and the energy Riding on their shoulders - The heavy boys are taking the strain We'll turn it upiIf you just specify Reach for the power - If you want it we'll supply Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part Looking forward to tighten out - Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part Are you feeling the force and clout - Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part When you're aching and cracking up - Let me know when you've had enough Hanging from the ceiling, The balconies are shaking, There's a hurricane a-comin' And the window panes are starting to break Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part - Till deaf do us part |
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from Slade - Till Deaf Do Us Part (2004)
Ah, Till deaf do us part
Ah, Till deaf do us part Reach for the power Reach for the power Till deaf do us … deaf do us … deaf do us part Rest in peace Amen |
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from Slade - Rogues Gallery (2004)
Woh hohowho ho wohwohwohou
Woh hohowho ho wohwohwohou You're going round the circle through another phase Your temperature rising, you're wining and dining a girl who's half your age She gives you all the business She gives to older men And it's oh so understandable this lady-killer move There must be something bottled up You think you gotta prove 'Cause now that you're a member Of something on the side It's number one, two and three, four and five, six, seven year Can you control the bitch? One, two and three, four and five, six, seven Can you - control - the itch? Woh hohowho ho wohwohwohou Woh hohowho ho wohwohwohou To tell the truth you're old enough to be her dad She ain't gonna let up she wants you to set up a cosy little pad Where she can entertain you And everything is free I can tell you always were a sucker for a pretty face The nights you're home a Romeo'll be there to take your place 'Cause now that you're a member Of something on the side It's number one, two and three, four and five, six, seven year Can you control the bitch? One, two and three, four and five, six, seven Can you - control - the itch? You tell the wife another business trip abroad It's getting too much you better not touch what you cannot afford I know it's monkey business And I've seen it all before And I know that you were overcome when she told you you're the best You better believe she's saying the same to me and all the rest 'Cause now that you're a member Of a little bit on the side It's number one, two and three, four and five, six, seven year Can you control the bitch? One, two and three, four and five, six, seven Can you - control - the itch? Woh hohowho ho wohwohwohou Woh hohowho ho wohwohwohou One, two and three, four and five, six, seven year Woh hohowho ho wohwohwohou One, two and three, four and five, six, seven year Woh hohowho ho wohwohwohou One, two and three, four and five, six, seven year Woh hohowho ho wohwohwohou One, two and three, four and five, six, seven year (repeat to fade) |
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from Slade - Rogues Gallery (2004)
All Join Hands
I remember the time when I saw you Standing there all alone in a crowd I remember the time coz we drunk too much wine We all join hands and we all join hands So let's all join hands here and now All the girls get a kiss in the ballroom All the boys Brahms & Lizst on the floor I remember the time when we sang Auld Lang syne We all join hands and we all join hands So let's all join hands here and now Have the time of your life when you're younger And have the time of your life when you're old Drink the wine ' feeling fine as we sang Auld Lang syne We all join hands and we all join hands So let's all join hands here and now We all join hands and we all join hands So let's all join hands here and now Here and now Here and now Here and now |
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from Slade - Rogues Gallery (2004)
Harmony in my life.
There ain't nothing in this big old world you care about There ain't nothing in this world that I can't do without, Oh it's gotta be me, oh it's gotta be me I can change you, rearrange you, wait and see. I believe in everything you say and do. Is there anything you say that may be true? No more second chance, your choice is overdue. Oh it's gotta be me, oh it's gotta be me I can change you, rearrange you, wait and see. Harmony in my life. There ain't nothing in this big old world you care about There ain't nothing in this world that I can't do without, Oh it's gotta be me, oh it's gotta be me I can change you, rearrange you, wait and see. The attention you receive goes to your head, You'd be better off believing me instead. If you leave me is it something that I said? Oh it's gotta be me, oh it better be me I can change you, rearrange you, wait and see. Harmony in my life. There ain't nothing in this big old world you care about There ain't nothing in this world that I can't do without, Oh it's gotta be me, oh it's gotta be me I can change you, rearrange you, wait and see. |
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from Slade - Rogues Gallery (2004)
Hey ho wish you well, wish you well, wish you well...
Hey ho wish you well, wish you well... Hey ho wish you well Everybody wanna yell High fly touch the sky Over the moon Here there everywhere Any grumble going spare High fly touch the sky Over the moon Over the moon Mad dogs and Englishmen Going out in the midday sun Come on and join the fun Do you know what I mean Are you a ladies man Gypsies kiss in a caravan Drinking the black and tan Do you know what I mean Hey ho wish you well Everybody wanna yell High fly touch the sky Over the moon Here there everywhere Any grumble going spare High fly touch the sky Over the moon Over the moon Turn on your Dictaphone Take your secretary home Break down in a parking zone Do you know what I mean Riff raff I need a bath Try and look good on a photograph I'm on a crazy path Do you know what I mean Hey ho wish you well Everybody wanna yell High fly touch the sky Over the moon Here there everywhere Any grumble going spare High fly touch the sky Over the moon Over the moon Mad dogs and Englishmen Going out in the midday sun To hot to jump the gun Do you know what I mean Are you a ladies man Gypsies kiss in a caravan Drinking the black and tan Do you know what I mean Hey ho wish you well Everybody wanna yell High fly touch the sky Over the moon Here there everywhere Any grumble going spare High fly nice and high Over the moon Hey ho wish you well Hey ho wish you well Hey ho wish you well Hey ho wish you well Hey ho wish you well Hey ho wish you well Hey ho wish you well Hey ho wish you well Hey ho wish you well Hey ho wish you well... |
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from Slade - Rogues Gallery (2004)
You can try, taking me out of my home town.
You can't take me home town out of me. Oh oh, I win you lose. You can make, you can make fun of my background, When there's nobody else around. Oh oh, I win you lose. I win you lose. We can walk all the narrow lines, And we all get the seven year itch. We all think we're doing fine. Miles apart, it's getting harder to take the strain, I'm only human and I feel the pain, Oh oh, I win you lose. Shame on me - infidelity on the brain, Too many promises'll go down the drain. Oh oh, I win you lose. I win you lose. Hey there ain't, ain't no place like my home you see. Nobody's gonna make a monkey of me - Oh oh I win you lose. I win you lose - I win you lose - I win you lose. |
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from Slade - Rogues Gallery (2004)
The boys are getting rowdy - skies are getting cloudy
and we're standing in the rain My feet are getting wetter - now I'm feeling better - and we're all out of our brain There's another urban jungle on heat and another rebel out on the street You gotta watch yourself whoever you meet 'Cos she's little Sheila - she's right now - She's little Sheila - Sheila's right now, yeah. On up and over under, can you hear the thunder on a concrete avenue? Pointed toe stiletoes, ringing in the ghettoes, when the girls are on the loose There's some more commotion down in the street and some more emotion out in the heat You gotta watch yourself whoever you meet 'Cos she's little Sheila - she's right now - She's little Sheila - Sheila's right now, yeah. The boys are getting meaner and I ain't getting no cleaner, See me standin' in the rain I'm getting soaking wet and then I drop my cigarette And see it floating down the drain There's another urban jungle on heat And another rebel out on the street You gotta watch yourself whoever you meet There's another urban jungle on heat And another rebel out on the street You gotta watch yourself whoever you meet |
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from Slade - Rogues Gallery (2004)
Myzsterious Mizster Jones.
He'll wanna read your palm and keep you calm Got a voodoo head on a lucky charm With a snake tattoo going down his arm - The myzsterious Mizster Jones. Well he's the living proof of eternal youth Got an icecold diamond in his tooth. And the walls will tumble when he hits the roof - The myzsterious Mizster Jones. Oh what's good for him is bad for me Oh it's hard to break a myzstery. A double dealing hero to bring you down to zero. His origins unkown and he ain't got no home - The myzsterious Mizster Jones. He's into shooting stars eccentric cars Grew up fussing fighting in the bars. All he's got to show for it's the battle scars - The myzsterious Mizster Jones. Oh what's good for him is bad for me . . . Whatever makes him tick go take your pick With a five line rhyming limerick. Is it his silver tongue? Well maybe that's the trick Of the myzsterious Mizster Jones. Oh what's good for him is bad for me . . . The myzsterious Mizster Jones - the myzsterious MizsterJones. |
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from Slade - Rogues Gallery (2004)
Well, I see my friends and family are waiting at the door.
It's a party like you never saw before. Oh oh oh oh. There's a bareskin in the bedroom and another on the floor. It's a party like you never saw before. Oh oh oh oh. So I say . . Time to rock. Time to roll. Oh I can't wait to celebrate as we go marching home. Time to rock. Time to roll. Oh I can't wait to celebrate as we go marching home. Well there's people there who I don't know, they're knockin' at the door. It's a party like you never saw before. Oh oh oh oh. All the nice girls love a sailor - they get one in every town, But I like to see the rich girls get 'em down. So I say . . Time to rock. Time to roll. Oh I can't wait to celebrate as we go marching home. Time to rock. Time to roll. Oh I can't wait to celebrate as we go marching home. Well it's getting out of order and somebody called the law, Let's pretend that we can't hear 'em at the door. There's a time and place for everything. It's now and we're all here. There's nothing anymore that's very clear. So I say . . Time to rock. Time to roll. Oh I can't wait to celebrate as we go marching home. Time to rock. Time to roll. Oh I can't wait to celebrate as we go marching home. |
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from Slade - Rogues Gallery (2004)
Well, I been walking on water (I walk the water)
I been walking on water (I feel the beat) I been running on alcohol (Oh now I'm rolling on home) Now I'm running on home again Yeah, I'm running on home again. Rolling rolling along. I don't ever wanna go without it, you're bringing me to life, Gonna show you the funny side today, Hey hey hey hey. You give me something, there's no doubt about, to get me thru the night Keep on laughing when you see me walk this way. Hey hey hey hey. Is it time to go and face the music? I wanna stay in bed. Pardon me if I feel a little slow, Oh oh oh oh Too much of everything the night before - I'm easily led. Are my feet on the floor, well I don't know, Oh oh oh oh Well, I been walking on water (I walk the water) I been walking on water (I feel the beat) I been running on alcohol (Oh now I'm rolling on home) Now I need a hair of the dog Now, I'm rolling on home again. Yeah, I'm rolling on home again. Rolling rolling along. |
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from Slade - You Boyz Make Big Noize (2004)
You break windows when you get mad
You go nowhere with Jack the Lad You give Verbal to your old man Actin' like a clown, don't you let me down You go runnin' when it's your round You ain't funny, a clown's a clown An' you won't kick me, no, when I'm down Actin' like a clown, don't you let me down Chorus (Fools go crazy) ? I know that I ? (I will, maybe) ? An' I don't know why ? (Fools go crazy) ? Actin' like a clown Don't you let me down Your face don't fit, you're outta place We're all washed-up in the Rat Race You're all spaced-out, you're outta space Actin' like a clown, don't you let me down Chorus (Fools go crazy) ? I know that I ? (I will, maybe) ? An' I don't know why ? (Fools go crazy) ? Actin' like a clown Don't you let me down I know that I ? An' I don't know why You break windows when you get mad You give earache when things go bad Don't give heartache to your old man Actin' like a clown, don't you let me down Chorus (Fools go crazy) ? I know that I ? (I will, maybe) ? An' I don't know why ? (Fools go crazy) ? Actin' like a clown Don't you let me down Chorus (Fools go crazy) ? I know that I ? (I will, maybe) ? An' I don't know why ? (Fools go crazy) ? Actin' like a clown I said don't you let me down No, no, no, no ? Oh, I don't know why I'm actin' like a clown I said don't you let me down ? ooh |
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from Slade - You Boyz Make Big Noize (2004)
You can't depend on your teacher
you can't depend on your preacher You can't depend on politicians you can't depend on superstitions Said, hey - Love can rock you Never stop you - Ah ah ah ah Love is like a rock You can't rely on mother nature You can't rely on your pay cheque You can't depend on your doctor, no no You can't rely on your lawyer Said, hey - Love can rock you Never stop you - Ah ah ah ah Love is like a rock Said, hey - Love can rock you Never stop you - Ah ah ah ah Love is like a rock You can't depend on your teacher Teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher You can't depend on your preacher Preacher, preacher, preacher, preacher, preacher Love is like a rock Said, hey - Love can rock you Never stop you - Ah ah ah ah Love is like a rock Said, hey - Love can rock you Never stop you - Ah ah ah ah, hey, hey, hey Love is like a rock, rock, rock, rock Hey - Love can rock you Never stop you - Ah ah ah ah Love is like a rock Hey - Love can rock you Never stop you - Ah ah ah ah Love is like a rock Hey - Love can rock you Never stop you - Ah ah ah ah Love is like a rock |
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from Slade - You Boyz Make Big Noize (2004)
Me and the boys wanna dance and score
There is a monkey suit across the door You ain't coming in now with your crazy crowd Oh no there ain't no jeans allowed Yeh hey we're going on the town Me and the boys are gonna wear you down Yeh hey we're going on our way Me and the boys and we we're doing O.K. Down at the Raj and we can all perspire The Vindaloo kid has got his jeans on fire Curry and lager are the spice of life Next day they're gonna give me strife Yeh hey we're going on the town Me and the boys are gonna wear you down Yeh hey we're going on our way Me and the boys and we we're doing O.K. Me and the boys and we we're doing O.K. yeh Me and the boys well we got no doubt You're never too old to be a gadabout Can't take em anywhere they cause a ruck Oh no they never will grow up Yeh hey we're going on the town Me and the boys are gonna wear you down Yeh hey we're going on our way Me and the boys and we we're doing O.K. Me and the boys and we we're doing O.K. There in your jeans you know have cost the earth You ain't coming in its more than my jobs worth Look at the kid now with his shirt tail out Oh no you wanna hear them shout Yeh hey we're going on the town Me and the boys are gonna wear you down Yeh hey we're going on our way Me and the boys and we we're doing O.K. Me and the boys and we we're doing O.K. Me and the boys and we we're doing O.K. |
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from Slade - You Boyz Make Big Noize (2004)
Whiplash in the dead of night
And down on Sunset dynamite Blinding lights on the Marquee shining bright There's George on his knees again On the town with Miss Zimmerman Alert the media and then my friend Ooh la la in L.A., Ooh la la in the U.S.A. One night stands with a one night band is this Ooh la la in L.A., Ooh la la in the U.S.A. Making out every turned on a hit and miss You see the food and you feel the force B.L.T. and there ain't no sauce You get enough to feed a horse that's true And down at Barney's playing pool Minnesota Fats is ulta cool A load of balls make you look a fool then you Ooh la la in L.A., Ooh la la in the U.S.A. One night stands with a one night band is this Ooh la la in L.A., Ooh la la in the U.S.A. Making out every turned on a hit and miss Runaway on the radio A powerplay every hour or so A never ending red eyed T.V. show Ooh la la in L.A., Ooh la la in the U.S.A. One night stands with a one night band is this Ooh la la in L.A., Ooh la la in the U.S.A. Making out every turned on a hit and miss It's in the dead of night And it's a dynamite The blinding lights are shining brighter and brighter He's on his knees again Alert the media my friend Ooh la la in L.A., Ooh la la in the U.S.A. One night stands with a one night band is this Ooh la la in L.A., Ooh la la in the U.S.A. Making out every turned on a hit and miss |
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from Slade - You Boyz Make Big Noize (2004)
Oh we ain't goin' nowhere
We're just looking for somewhere Whatever pulled us apart Is still the same - It's still the same Oh we're all one day older Your hands are gradually colder What made me weak at the knees Is still the same - It's still the same Oh you ain't been so tender Your smell ain't how I remember Although your eau de cologne Is still the same - It's still the same Oh I ain't a great romancer And I ain't got all of the answers What made me weak at the knees Is still the same - It's still the same Nothing's changed - I'm taking the blame No nothing has changed - It's still the same Nothing's changed - Start over again It's all in the game - It's still the same - It's still the same Oh I know nothing's changing I know I need re-arranging I know I'm taking the blame it's still the same - It's still the same Oh I know nothing's changing I know there's nothing remaining I know it's all in the game it's still the same - It's still the same Nothing's changed - I'm taking the blame No nothing has changed - It's still the same Nothing's changed - Start over again It's all in the game - It's still the same It's still the same - Nothing's changed Start over again - It's all in the game It's still the same - It's still the same |
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from Slade - You Boyz Make Big Noize (2004)
I hear the silence roar, The tiger's silver paw
Can rip you to the bone, I roar in silence alone There's a never-ending stream, of never-ending dreams You bring out the gypsy in me, can't you set this tearaway free I hear the silence roar, we ain't above the law She moves across a crowd, the roaring silence is loud There's a never-ending stream, of never-ending dreams You bring out the savage in me, fancy-free and no guarantee … yeah There's a never-ending stream, of never-ending dreams You bring out the gypsy in me, can't you set this tearaway free The roaring silent sound, take your defences down All quiet on the western front, the roaring silence is gone The roaring silence is gone, the roaring silence is gone |
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from Slade - We'll Bring The House Down (2004)
<!Lemme love into you
Lemme lemme love into you Let me take you Let me make you Let me give you love Let me give you something, Let me let me give you something To remember, let me bend ya Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love (guitar solo) Lemme love into you Lemme lemme love into you Let me meet ya Let me treat ya Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love Let me give you love |
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from Slade - We'll Bring The House Down (2004)
Satisfaction guaranteed, if I can get my way
Satisfaction yes indeed, there's nothing more to say Only that boys will be boys and they rise to the occasion Girls lovely girls, wanna stop your night starvation I wanna feel em (they like it) I wanna squeeze em (you like it) I wanna hold em (we want it) More oh yeah I wanna touch em (they like it) I wanna squeeze em (you like it) I wanna hug em (we want it) More oh yeah Interaction guaranteed - a fire down below They may be called the weaker sex, the female dynamo Only that boys will be boys and they're out to kill the passion Girls lovely girls, always wanna be in fashion I wanna feel em (they like it) I wanna squeeze em (you like it) I wanna hug em (we want it) More oh yeah I wanna touch em (they like it) I wanna feel em (you like it) I wanna hold em (we want it) More and more L-l-lazy lovers ain't no use, you end up needing more. You had a hard day's no excuse, We've heard it all before. Boys will be boys, whistling and shouting at them. Girls luvverly girls, oh what would we do without them? I wanna feel em (they like it) I wanna squeeze em (you like it) I wanna hold em (we want it) More oh yeah I wanna touch em (they like it) ohh uh uh I wanna feel em (you like it) ohh uh uh I wanna hug em (we want it) More and more and more I wanna touch em, hold em, squeeze em, feel em Kiss em, tease em, love em, hug em Oooooooooooo! More and more and more and more. I wanna hug em, tease em, squeeze em, hold em Touch em, squeeze em, feel em, rough em Oooooooooooo! More and more and more and more And more and more and more and more |
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from Slade - We'll Bring The House Down (2004)
Roll it on roll it on
Old Funny Farm ain't no home Joe was sittin' there on his own Sittin there a pissin', missin' all the kissin' Wishin' that he wasn't alone. CHORUS I heard it on the news I heard it on the news Nuts bolts and screws I heard it on the news I heard it on the news I heard it on the news Nuts bolts and screws I heard it on the news All of the cuckoos at rest One flies away from the nest Finds himself a cutie, a root-tootin beauty She make the hair stand up on his chest CHORUS All he needed was a little bit of company Just to help him take away some of the misery All he wanted was a little bit of ecstasy Sure looks like he had it sure no doubt about it at all Joe he got a shot in the arm And now he's sleepin' back at the farm Still knows he can do it I guess he always knew it He never done nobody no harm CHORUS |
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from Slade - The Amazing Kamikaze Sydrome (2004)
Wohouhouhou
Cheap and nasty Cheap and nasty Cheap and nasty Ooh She was a stranger who came out of nowhere She makes a living out there on the street And with a faraway look in her faraway eyes The face of an angel who's seen the hard times A case of survival without any ties It's cheap and nasty love She'd leave it if she could Cheap and nasty love You know it ain't magic, no She couldn't make any other profession And as she says "Well, a girl's gotta eat" Trying anything once with a trick of the trade Rents by the hour making sure she gets paid No satisfaction it drives her insane It's cheap and nasty love And she'd leave it if she could Cheap and nasty love You know it ain't magic, no Wohouhouhou Wohouhouhou Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Woh, cheap and nasty love And she'd leave it if she could 'cause cheap and nasty love You know it ain't magic, no Cheap and nasty (love) Cheap and nasty (love) Cheap and nasty love You know it ain't magic Oh you know it ain't magic, no Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |
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from Slade - The Amazing Kamikaze Sydrome (2004)
(1) Rock me boys - rock me boys!You and me are the greatest thing
You and me are the honky kings Rockin' on is the next best thing To good love - to good love A little bit of what you like Slaps your face, says, 'on yer bike!' She told you once and told you twice There's no way - no way Chorus You cocky rock boys You wanna roll away You cocky rock boys You rule o.k. You cocky rock boys You wanna roll away You cocky rock boys You rule o.k. - you rule o.k.(2) Get your oats in while you can You're full of wit and it hits the fan A fifty - fifty gambling man Has no chance - no chance You live on speed and it breaks your neck A clapped out, living, loving wreck You gotta keep yourself in check I tell ya - tell yaChorus R E P E A T(3) Yeah... Oh won't you rock me - rock me boys, rock me boys Oh won't you rock me - roll away, roll away Oh won't you rock me - oh won't you rock me Oh won't you rock me - oh won't you rock me Yeah...Chorus R E P E A TYou cocky rock boys - you cocky rock boys You cocky rock boys You Frank and Johnny - you Frank and Johnny You Frank and Johnny - you're hurting my arm You Frank and Johnny |
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from Slade - The Amazing Kamikaze Sydrome (2004)
Over and over
You're such a shy girl See you every day Oh me oh my girl Don't know what to say Have you lost your voice Are you spoilt for choice My reputation's strictly for the birds Don't believe in everything you've heard How I operate - You ain't got long to wait We'll do it over and over (don't you turn me over) Then I love 'em and leave 'em high Over and over (don't you turn me over) Then I love 'em and leave 'em high - High and dry You take me home and I promise I'll behave Won't wake your ma, I'll be silent as the grave You'll be the first to crack - then you'll want me back To do it over and over (don't you turn me over) Then I love 'em and leave 'em high Over and over (don't you turn me over) Then I love 'em and leave 'em high High and dry - High and dry You're such a shy girl, See you every day Oh me oh my girl, Don't know what to say You want equality - You won't get none of that from me We'll do it - Over and over (don't you turn me over) Then I love 'em and leave 'em high Over and over (don't you turn me over) Then I love 'em and leave 'em high - High and dry I leave 'em I leave 'em High and dry I love 'em I leave 'em - I love 'em I leave 'em high I love 'em, I leave 'em - I leave 'em High and dry I leave 'em High and dry - I love and leave 'em high |
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from Slade - The Amazing Kamikaze Sydrome (2004)
All them days of my youth were mis-spent
We were running riot fooling round wherever we went Everybody gone mad everybody gone mad Plenty good lovin' hanging out on the town Woe betide you if your lady caught you with your kecks down There'd be trouble all night there'd be trouble alright We got by without any money You never shut your big mouth Got all kicked out in a hurry Out in the dog the dog the doghouse In the doghouse - In the doghouse - In the doghouse Beautiful well you know I'm a liar Don't look at the mantlepiece when you're poking at the fire What your mama don't know won't hurt her no no All them days of my youth with no sense We'd be writing words of wisdom on the wall in the gents Dirty little rhymes from some dirty little minds We got by without any money You never shut your big mouth Got all kicked out in a hurry Out in the dog the dog the doghouse In the doghouse - In the doghouse - In the doghouse We were flat broke skint in the local coffee bar Singing to the juke with a broken down guitar Everybody going mad everybody going mad Nowhere to go in the middle of the week Smoke a little joke a little use a bit of cheek There'd be trouble alnight there'd be trouble alright In the doghouse - In the doghouse - In the doghouse In the doghouse - In the doghouse - In the doghouse |
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from Slade - The Amazing Kamikaze Sydrome (2004)
I believe in woman, my oh my
I believe in lovin', my oh my Don't a women need a man, try and catch one if you can I believe in woman, my oh my We all need someone to talk to my oh my We all need someone to talk to my oh my Ya need a shoulder to cry on, call me I'll be standing by We all need someone to talk to my oh my We all need a lot of lovin' my oh my Yeah, a whole lot of lovin' my oh my I can lend a helpin' hand if you ain't go nothing planned We all need some lovin' my oh oh my So let's all swing together my oh my We can all swing together my oh my You've got troubles on your own, no need to face them all alone We can all swing together my oh my So let's all pull together my oh myyyyyy.... |
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from Slade - The Amazing Kamikaze Sydrome (2004)
Wanna be a big operator do ya dig
You play hard to get and make me laugh yeh Wanna face the rat race - Wanna find myself a place A womaniser on my epitaph I'm your man - I'm your Razzle Dazzle Man I'm your man - I'm your Razzle Dazzle Man Oh but I know for sure, you'll keep coming back for more Take me I'm yours Yeh I'm your man - I'm your man - I'm your man - I'm your man Wanna be a smooth operator in a groove - Oh I'm a man of means Wanna be like a sheik A harem makes you weak Break right into my dreams I'm your man I'm your Razzle Dazzle Man I'm your man I'm your Razzle Dazzle Man Oh but I know for sure - You'll keep coming back for more Take me I'm yours Yeh I'm your man - I'm your man - I'm your man - I'm your man Baby baby you're looking so good I ain't seen ya since I don't know when Baby baby baby Baby baby Baby baby Where do we go from here You wanted a car You wanted a ring You wanted to take all my money You wanted everything And I couldn't give you everything It's good to see you don't you know It's bin a long time don't you know It's good to see you don't you know It's bin a long time don't you know It's good to see you don't you know It's bin a long time don't you know It's good to see you don't you know It's bin a long time don't you know You're never gonna change You're never gonna act your age |
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from Slade - The Amazing Kamikaze Sydrome (2004)
Hold on!
I like black and white (Dreaming of black and white) You like black and white Run run away See chameleon (Lying there in the sun) All things to everyone Run run away If you're in the swing (Money ain't everything) If you're in the swing Run run away See chameleon (Lying there in the sun) All things to everyone Run run away If you gotta crush (Don't beat about the bush) When I gotta crush Run run away See chameleon (Lying there in the sun) All things to everyone Run run away Oh now can't you wait (Love don't come on a plate) Oh now can't you wait Run run away See the chameleon Lying there in the sun All things to everyone Run run away Run run away Run run away Run run away |
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from Slade - The Amazing Kamikaze Sydrome (2004)
Spoken Hey you - You up there - Yeah you
Can you hear me? I said, I said Can you hear me? Don't you listen to me when I'm talking to you? If you can't go for it, you can't go for it good! And that means you ain't gonna get away from what you got comin'! She's a cool kinda mama - Sure gonna slam the hammer down When your pistons are pumping - Sure gonna slam the hammer down Oh when your body starts to shake It's time to loosen off the brake And ram it down Push the pedal to the metal - Sure gonna slam the hammer down Gonna burn up the rubber - Sure gonna slam the hammer down The chequered flag won't make you stop, You keep on going 'til you drop and ramming it down Keep a moving and motor racing and the wheels go round and round Oh when you win you'll be celebrating, ready to slam the hammer on down Got a flash little chassis Screams when you slam the hammer down First, second, third and fourth Into top and ram the hammer down You know it's getting all too much When you're letting out the clutch And ramming it down Keep a moving accelerating And you're waiting to face the crowd Now you're opening up a wide gap Ready to slam the hammer on down Yeah.... yeah.... yeah.... Yeh.. yeh.. yeh! Yeh.. yeh...! You dun alright You dun alright You dun alright You dun alright Oh she's a cool kinda mama Sure gonna slam the hammer down Get it up and ram it up And baby gonna ram the hammer down When you loosen off the brake Oh when you're body starts to shake Fill her up with juice then baby Gonna slam the hammer down |
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from Slade - Slade On Stage (2004)
Oh, I know, if you're ready for me, my hot rod's ready to burn
An' I know, if you're waitin' for me, my engine's startin' to turn I've bin livin' on Platform Nine, travellin' thru' I've bin savin' my skin machine for you Look out … tonight … a-will be … a night to remember Look out … a-tonight … is a-gonna be … a night to remember Look out, yeah … look out, yeah I know, if you're revvin' it up, my radiator will boil An' I know, if you get into gear, you need a better quality oil I've bin livin' on borrowed time, well overdue I've been savin' it all alone for you Look out … tonight … a-will be … a night to remember Look out … 'cos tonight's … gonna be … a night to remember Look out, yeah … look out, look out Oh, I know, if you're ready for me, my engine's ready to burn, burn, burn I know, if you're ready for me, my hot rod's ready to turn Look out … tonight … is gonna be … a night to remember Look out … a-tonight … is gonna be … a night to remember Look out, yeah … for me, a night to remember … a night to remember, look out, yeah … look out, yeah |
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from Slade - Slade On Stage (2004)
Everyday when I'm away
I'm thinking of you Everyone can carry on Except for we two. And you know that our love And you know that I And you know that our love won't die. And it won't even show And no-one will know One little wave To say you'll behave It won't even show How far love can go. Everyday when I'm away And there's been a few Every land I need a hand To help me come through. And you know that our love And you know that I And you know that our love won't die. And it won't even show And no-one will know One little wave To say you'll behave It won't even show How far love can go. And you know that our love And you know that I And you know that our love won't die. And it won't even show And no-one will know One little wave To say you'll behave It won't even show How far love can go. |
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