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With satan's hog no pig at all, and the weather getting dry
We'll head south from altamont in a cold blooded travelled trance So clear the road my bully boys and let some thunder pass We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives, We're transmaniacon mc Behind the pantry, behind the tree, the ghouls adopt that child Whose name resounds forever, whose name resounds on terror And I'm no fool to call that hog, cause man I remember Those who did resign their souls To transmaniacon mc And surely we did offer up behind that stage at dawn Beers and barracuda, reds and monocaine Pure nectar of antipathy behind that stage at dawn To those who would resign their souls To transmaniacon mc Cry the cable, cry the word, unknown terror's here And won't you try this tasty snack, behind the scenes or but the back Which was the stage at altamont, my humble boys of listless power: We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives We're transmaniacon mc |
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| 2. |
| 3:10 |
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Canadian mounted baby, a police force that works
Red and black, that's their color scheme get their man, in the end It's all right, it's all right. Frontenac chateau baby I'll cross the frontier at ten Got a whip in my hand baby And a girl or a husky at leather's end It's all right, it's all right My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim Hornswoop me bungo pony, dogsled on ice Make a dash for freedom baby, don't skate on polar ice It's to thick to be sliced by the light Of long and white polar nights It's all right, it's all right My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim |
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| 3. |
| 3:31 |
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Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dot
And a little bit of water goes a long way, 'cause it's hot Three good buddies were laughing and smoking in the back Of a rented ford They couldn't know they weren't going far Each one with the money in his pocket Could go out and buy himself a brand new car But they all had the money they had Money they hoped would take them very far The sky was bright, a traffic light, now and then a truck And they hadn't seen a cop around all day They brought everything they needed bags and scales to weigh the stuff The driver said the border's just over the bluff It wasn't until the car suddenly stopped In the middle of a cold and barren place And the other guy turned and spilled Three boys blood, did they know a trap had been lain? They're ok the last days of may, I'll be breathing dry air I'm leaving soon, the others are already there You wouldn't be interested in coming along, instead of staying here They say the west is nice this time of year |
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| 4. |
| 3:43 |
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You can have my autograph
I think I'll sign it love to you But should I sign it just for you Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do You can drive my motorcar It's insured to thirty thou Kill them all if you wish Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do You can have my autograph I think I'll sign it good health to you Upon the cast, your broken arm Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, I hope you heal up real quick Stairway to the stars... Come on, let's get on outa here |
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| 5. |
| 4:59 |
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So grab your rose and ring side seat,
We're back home at Conry's bar The blond girl with her tattoo, Reds and wine, cokes of course Oh my suzy, my suzy, Why did we ever start It's morning now, you'd never know The gin, the gin, glows in the dark, glows in the dark And underneath, the black light, Underneath it all Four and forty redheads meet, Come to doom 'til the dawn With threats of gas and rose motif Their lips apart like a swollen rose Their tongues extend, and then retract A redcap, a redcap, before the kiss, before the kiss. Doors like flint and window panes An endless shadow bar The owner's boys have gone to work To stop big deals behind the bar While outside on the turnpike They got this new hit tune Where thrills become as cheap as gas And gas as cheap as thrills One thrill and mundane here at last Expect the cross one more Lecherous invisible Beware the limping cat Whose black teeth grip between loose jaws Still ripe and fully bloomed A rose that's not from anywhere That you would know or I would care And the owners boys act most cheerfully Back home at Conry's bar When their patrons' thoughts at last Grow too big for their skulls And awful things are happening We've let this drama fold And now the time has come at last To crush the motif of the rose. So grab your rose and ring side seat We're back home at Conry's bar The blond girl with her tattoo Reds and wine, cokes of course Oh my suzy, my suzy Why did we ever start It's morning now, you'd never know The gin, the gin, glows in the da |
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| 6. |
| 3:10 |
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Screams in the night, sirens delight
Heat, broken glass, Satan's bred trash Big city madness, comfort my soul Give me a home where I can grow String of bright lights running up to the sky Throughout the hot night, the cars racing by You know they all see, but most of them pass She drives by my wares, don't hide in your glass wheel Screams in the night, sirens delight Heat, broken glass, Satan's bred trash Big city madness, comfort my soul Give me a home where I can grow Sounds of guitars fill up the night Can't make me feel, I said its alright In one hotel bed, you think you can grow If you find a home, please let me know |
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| 2:57 |
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She's as beautiful as a foot
She's as beautiful as a foot She heard somebody say, the other day Didn't believe it when he bit into her face Didn't believe it when he bit into her face It tasted just like a fallen arch She's as beautiful as a foot She's as beautiful as a foot She heard somebody say, the other day Don't put your tongue on the bloody tooth mark place Don't put your tongue on the bloody tooth mark place Her face changing now, a guernsey cow She's as beautiful, oh so beautiful, beautiful as a foot She heard someone say, the other day |
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| 4:03 |
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My heart is black, and my lips are cold
Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Oh, let the girl, let that girl, rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll Gardens of nocturne, forbidden delights Reins of steel, and it's alright Cities on flame, with rock and roll Marshal will buoy, but Fender control Let the girl, let that girl rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Let the girl, let that girl rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll |
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| 9. |
| 4:01 |
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By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye
Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes close They know me by my black telescope Your green tree mantle from which these things derive A lens of quartz and refract spoke that crystal lens Whose crystal rope once bound me to those Doctors and wives When my vision was oh, so cloudy And I saw things through two eyes I am a sailor on the raging depths And I know a thing or two Back to the corner mates and over the side Yes I know a thing or two By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes closed you'll know me by my black telescope Before my great conversion when the ridge was closed Before my visit to the workshop of telescopes By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye sees through the charms of doctors and their wives By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes closed you'll know me by my black telescope |
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| 10. |
| 3:51 |
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Don't you give up my young young friend
Here's a story I think will please How sir Rastus Bear was in fact redeemed Redeemed from the cell to which he'd been thrown By men whose love was more for the ice and cold Goblins of surcease, villains of wise They pranced your brain all through the long long night Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe You'd be by a song redeemed? Up on the north forty, I'm sure it was christmas day When sir Rastus Bear taught children how to play Games of life and love, and songs, oh, those songs Oh those deep but true, healed (?) country songs Goblins of surcease, villains of wise They pranced your brain all through the long long night Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe You'd be by a song redeemed? Redeemed, good lord, from the ice and cold Redeemed from the cell to which I've been thrown Redeemed by virtue, of a country song And I believe that lord, It won't be long |
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| 3:40 |
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| 13. |
| 2:51 |
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| 2:33 |
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