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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
Streets alive
Something in the air We're writing up a brand new constitution Don't want to grow old Age is in your head Another boy has soul His soul for rock and roll (We were) Born to rock Pull out all the stops And we scream We're the voice Cause we made our choice And that is (We were) Born to rock Yeah Rock and roll Yeah Look out All alone The party's just begun No boss to guard your shoulder generation Running out of time With us there's no control Rockin' is a crime Boss man says, "No more." (We were) Born to rock Pull out all the stops And we scream With the voice Cause we have the choice (We were) Born to rock Rock on! Watch out! Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh (We were) Born to rock Pull out all the stops (We were) Born to rock Pull out all the stops (We were) Born to rock We were born to rock! |
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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
C'mon! Yeah! I thought that I was indestructible But how could I imagine this I never gave a second thought Was only hit or miss While you feed me and it feel so good Does that mean that wrong is right? Guess I got the warning It happened overnight Honey, it's only nasty When it's nasty And you know that it hurts When it's right I'm a bad boy I'm a bad boy They call me nasty They call me bad 'Cause I'm a bad boy I'm a bad boy There are the good ways To be a bad, bad boy I'm a bad, bad boy I'm a bad, bad boy I'm a bad, bad boy Well my behaviour has been in question Since the day that I was born I get on my knees to love and to please Now you've been warned, yeah Pay the price if you don't ignite Now they're trying to pick and choose You may be the most and know the cost Yes, come to you Oh your eyes are on me now My defence must be bad somehow Bad boy I'm a bad boy Call me nasty They call me bad But I'm a bad boy I'm a bad boy There are the good ways To be a bad, bad boy I'm a bad, bad boy Show me And it's only nasty When it's nasty And you know that it hurts When it's right, right, right, right, right I'm a bad boy I'm a bad boy I found all the good ways Oh show me Bad boy I'm a bad boy I found all the good ways To be a bad 'Cause I'm a bad boy I'm a bad boy Please call me nasty Please call me bad 'Cause I'm a bad boy I'm a bad boy I found all the go |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!! My control That's what you take from me Damned my soul And you won't let me be Stop me in my tracks There's no lookin' back I can't see (no) It's much too late I feel great You take my breath away You leave me breathless You got me helpless You take my breath away You leave me breathless You got me helpless You take my breath away Inside-out, that's how she turns my head All my doubts are never put to bed She's got me runnin' blind, Never think I'll find sanity (oh) Hyperventilate, nothing's a in her place She takes my breath away And leaves me breathless Yes I'm so helpless She takes my breath away You leave me breathless I'm so helpless You take my breath away You take me if I breath And never let me know You cast a spell on me, and you don't let me go go go go go You leave me breathless You got me helpless You take my breath away You leave me breathless I'm so helpless You take my breath away You leave me breathless (oh, oh) You leave me breathless I'm breathless, breathless You leave me breathless Leave me breathless! |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
Friday night I was feeling blue
You wouldn't let me do What I wanted to do Looking fine in your nasty dress Brought on all my manliness You said we could do it Made me wait so long Why'd you change your mind Change your mind It ain't so wrong, no She said, What's your hurry We've got lots of time Don't push, don't rush Don't hand me a line But when you play with something nice Don't be that way with me Make it last, don't move so fast That's how it's got to be Baby who's calling the shots I thought it was me (ha) I guess it's not Baby who's calling the shots I wanna know Cause baby I'm hot I'm calling the shots Shoot me Closer, closer move a little closer Boys like me don't bite Cause if you do I'm going to make my move Well I'll keep it up all night We can toss, we can touch All that one on one Get the lead out, get the lead out With my loaded gun Baby who's calling the shots I thought it was me (ha) I guess I'm not Baby who's calling the shots I wanna know Cause baby I'm not Who's calling the shots Oh Who's who's who's who's Whoooo's Calling calling the shots I wish I was one time I gotta get some I'll take you, ow Babe baby babe baby Oh oh oh oh Closer, closer come a little bit closer This boy he, he won't bit Closer, closer a little bit closer Change your mind, change your mind I'll keep it up all night Baby who's calling the shots Thought it was me I guess it's not Baby who's calling the shots I wanna know Cause baby I'm hot Baby who's calling the shots I wanna know Cause baby I'm hot I'm hot I'm calling the shots |
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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
Oh the tension's mounting The pressure starts to show All the men in haunting Please don't let me go (Don't go) Try to free my body (Don't go) Try to strap me down (Don't go) These'll never break me (Don't go) Free wheel to look at me Condition critical I'm feeling physical Condition critical Now I'm really cynical The bells they are ringing Or is it in my head My nerves numb understanding I'm falling out of bed (Don't go) So call it paranoia (Don't go) I don't see it that way (Let's go) You say I adore ya (Hell no) We're gonna rock they way Condition critical I'm feeling physical Condition critical Now I'm really cynical Ooh ooh Whips and chains Don't feel no pain What's so wrong I think I'm going out of my head Over heels I can't feel No pain, only pleasure Get me out Take me home Can't you see my condition Woo-woo-woo Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition Condition critical Condition critical I'm feeling physical Condition critical Now I'm really cynical Condition critical I'm feeling physical Condition critical Now I'm really cynical (Cynical) Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition-aca |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
Coppin' coppin' coppin'
Hey, I'm like a dog in heat On the road and losing sleep I'll meet a pretty maid uptown Been down every street So I dropped into the local bar Met me a girl from Kentucky When she looked into my eyes I knew I'd get lucky, hey Maybe I'll pass for 21 My love you're 16 The sight of you will blow my bed Forbidden fruit tempting me Got to get closer to you Time to make my move Buy you a drink And feel it out What've I got to lose But I could tell When she took the bait Tonight I got it made She's everything I fantasize And nothing more to say Tonight I'm coppin' a feel She's forbidden fruit You can't buy or steal I'll be coppin' a feel tonight And I really don't give a damn If I pay the price, no Ba-ba-ba-baby I feel the adrenaline Yeah, you got my hunger pain I wonder what you're thinkin' Now I'm fast again You're everything I wanted More than I bargained for So once you pull the trigger on my gun I'm comin' back for more I could tell When she took the bait Tonight I got it made She's everything I fantasize And there's nothing more to say Tonight I'm coppin' a feel She's forbidden fruit You can't buy or steal I'll be coppin' a feel tonight And I really don't give a damn If I pay the price Tonight tonight I'm coppin' a feel Around about midnight I'm gettin' real I can tell When she took the bait Tonight I had it made She's everything I fantasize And there's nothing more to say Tonight I'm coppin' a feel She's forbidden fruit I can't buy or steal I'll be copin' coppin' coppin' A feel tonight AndI don't give a damn If I pay the price Tonight tonight I'm coppin' a feel She's forbidden fruit You can't buy or steal Tonight I don't give a damn I'll pay the price Oh |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
So you think I 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 singing's out of time, well it makes me money And I don't know why And I don't know why anymore Oh no [Chorus]: So cum on feel the noize Girls rock your boys We get wild, wild, wild, We get wild, wild, wild, So cum on feel the noize Girls rock your boys We get wild, wild, wild, At your door So you think I got a funny face, I ain't got no worries And I don't know why And I don't know why So I'm a scruff bag well it's no disgrace, I ain't in no hurry And I don't know why I just don't know why anymore Oh no 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 got a dirty mind, well I'm a mean go getter And I don't know why And I don't know why anymore Oh no So cum on feel the noize Girls rock your boys We get wild, wild, wild, We get wild, wild, wild... |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
Ooh ooh ooh
I'm a victim of love When there's too many heartaches And too many tears It's cold and dark When I'm all alone Through the shadows Where no light shines Oh, I'm all out of love And so lost without you How could something so good Hurt so bad Where did we go wrong With what we had You're cold as ice A stranger to me What's it gonna take To change our destiny Cause I don't Wanna be your fool anymore No I don't Wanna be your fool anymore (oh no) When I feel so lonely And I need you only You always seem to come my way But if I ever leave you It's because you've been untrue All your cheating and lies Who can believe you No no not me Not me anymore Cause I don't Wanna be your fool anymore No I don't Wanna be your fool anymore You know I'm hurting You know I try You claimed me for a fool Took me for a ride Broken promises and a broken heart If we pull together They could tear us apart No oh I don't Wanna be your fool anymore No I don't Wanna be your fool anymore No I don't, baby Wanna be your fool |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Everybody wants to have a girl like you But I'm the one and it's right Somebody comes along and says they play your song My wish becomes his delight He'll try to take you from me Don't wanna let you go Not gonna get far from me Don't wanna let you go Your special your one of a kind (so...) Don't wanna let you go Some things money can't buy Your smiles pasted My time is wasted You say I told you so, told you so You can't tell lies from facts He'll try to hold you back You make the tension grow, grow and grow He'll try to take you from me Don't wanna let you go Your not gonna get far from me Don't wanna let you go Your special your one of a kind (so...) Don't wanna let you go Some things money can't buy... Don't wanna let you go Everybody wants to have a girl like you But I'm the one and it's right And somebody comes along and says he plays your song My wish becomes his delight He'll try to take you from me Don't wanna let you go Your not gonna get far from me Don't wanna let you go Your special your one of a kind (so...) Don't wanna let you go Some things money can't buy... Don't wanna let you go Your special your one of a kind (so...) Don't wanna let you go Some things money can't buy... Don't wanna let you go Don't wanna let you go Don't wanna let you go He'll try to take you away from me Don't wanna let you go, let you go, oh no no no (yeah) |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
She's a dancing girl who brings up the heat
Hits on all the men She knows how to move and make you feel Like you want to get into sin A chocolate bar was going really far Really made me catch my breath So she had an unordinary glance I got down tools in the chest Down and dirty You're down and dirty, alright She's down and dirty You're down and dirty She twisted her ass around drinks While the dirty works the girl's booty Whispered in my ear what I want to hear Says, "Come with me baby, let's play." (Okay!) She went to the back to get her traps My sixth sense was bothering me She came to work and something I heard Makes me want to get comfy Down and dirty She's down and dirty, alright Get down and dirty Get down (Listen) Down and dirty Woo! Alright Ooh yeah Well there's something going on Something I've never known before Leather and lace is all that I can see I lost my power of will You know she should be still Never thought I'd get hit by some teen, no I start to bleed, have mercy on me I'm feelin' a bit distressed What you're doing to me is so obscene Got myself into a mess She started to dance, I grabbed my pants Found my way to the door Hot on my trail, a thousand females Saying, "Baby, more more more!" Down and dirty (Hurt me) Down and dirty (Well, well, well) Down and dirty (Oh yeah) Get down and dirty (She is) Get down (Down) Get dirty (Dirty) Take me down (Alright) One more Get down (Oh yeah) Get dirty (Turn around) Get down (Come over here) Down and dirty Come back for more, ya hear? Hah! |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
In a funny looking glass
Reflection of a face One that I've seen before I knock wood I see you're using me Always trying to read the score When you're leading me on The truth comes then it's gone With you there's no certainty In your private schools You've broken all the rules Don't you try doing the same thing to me Oh, you're giving me promises What did I ever do to you Empty promises When am I ever gonna get the truth, oh oh What am I gonna do, yeah The first time I kissed you baby I kiss you in the back of my car You lead me to believe that That it's nothing like I see Honey, that's the way things are You promise me romance But that was just a dance A chance til you took control, yeah Let me be your private school I'll teach you the rules Maybe by the end of the summer So don't be giving me promises What did I ever do to you Empty promises When am I ever gonna hear the truth No more promises What did I, what did I ever do to you Empty promises When am I ever gonna get the truth, oh oh What am I gonna do Oh, what am I ever gonna do And you promised me the world But you dance to a different drummer Let me be your private school And I'll teach you the rules Baby by the end of the summer Then there'll be no more promises What did I ever do to you Empty promises When am I ever gonna hear the truth Promises oh oh Empty promises When am I gonna hear the truth Oh oh oh oh When am I gonna hear the truth (Promise) When am I gonna, gonna get the truth Empty promises What did I ever do to you |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
You gotta believe we can change the world Don't turn a blind eye to tomorrow's world But on the good side looking out Don't take for granted the silent shout The hands of time are rolling past To turn the tide, we must move fast Let's share the hope and pull some strings We hold the answer this vision sings They're holding on But for how long Let's set them free Put your helping hands together rockin' on for survival Gotta take a stand, time to make a plan, don't sit idle We are the key to the dreams It's not as hard as it seems No Get up and put your hands together All your helping hands Oh yeah We're three steps down, you're two steps back No more widgin' and that's a fact A call to arms, let's take a stand It's up to you to lend a helping hand They're holding on But for how long Let's set them free Put your helping hands together rockin' on for survival Gotta take a stand, time to make a plan, don't sit idle We are the key to the dreams It's not as hard as it seems No Get up and put your hands together All your helping hands, yeah We're the thunder in the storm That brings the winds of change Together we can overcome And start a brand new day Put your helping hands together rockin' on for survival (Yeah yeah) Gotta take a stand, it's time to make a plan, don't sit idle (No, no, no, no) Put your helping hands together rockin' on for survival Gotta take a stand, c'mon make a plan, don't sit idle (Oh!) |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
Ugh
Sweetness Huh I saw her standin' on the corner As I was drivin' my car She said, Hey there boy So I pulled over She asked, Are you goin' far? She got right in Oh oh I wasn't lookin' long Just one touch warm and tender Takes me to that moment of surrender I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you I never thought it could happen I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you Well I took her home She asked me in She said, Can you stay for a while? Cause behind closed doors I know what's in store Babe, I can tell by your style I can taste your lips, oh oh yeah I can see your face My gun is fully loaded Here's what I've got to do Shoot you full of love, baby That's what I got planned for you I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you (oh no) I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you I never thought it could happen I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you (oh no no) I never thought it could happen I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you Hey I can taste your lips, ah I can see your face I'm all beside myself What am I gonna do You're the only one for me And I'm the only one for you I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you (oh no) I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you I never thought it could happen I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you (oh no no no) I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I'm fallin' for you I'm fallin, I'm fallin' Baby I fallin' for you |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
I've got just seconds
To start my engine Get into gear and on the road I'm runnin' late Don't hesitate I want that woman and me to go Pedal to the metal I'm doin' a hundred and one Got a bag of tricks And lots of kicks It's time I'm havin' some fun I'm in a rush Can't wait I got to fly I'm in a rush (rush rush) It's time to party so let's go Time is runnin' faster by you Turn up the music It's rock and roll Don't be late Cause I can't wait Got to jam or I lose control I'm quick I never missed a trick all night Got a woman in the back Who's givin' me flack You know that it just ain't right I'm in a rush (rush rush) I can't wait I've got to fly I'm in a rush, rush Time to party so let's go Rush rush rush Can't wait all night I got to fly Oh oh oh I'm in a hurry I'm late, I'm late I've got to keep my cool Don't wanna lose it Can't wait, can't wait No, I'm burning to lose control I'm in a rush (rush rush) yeah I can't wait I got to fly Run run run run I've got to go Oh oh oh You're gonna run with me yeah I'm in a rush yeah Rush |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
Hey feel like goin' into town, boy
Don't be a fool Cause they're out to get you there Any way they can You better watch your left You better watch your right Cause they're comin' at you, yeah Comin' from both sides Hold your head up high Look'em in the eye No need to compromise It's time you realize Can you tell me (Who-o's) Who's king of the hill (Who's king of the hill) Can you tell me, yeah (Who-o's) Who's king of the hill So get up on your feet, boy Don't let'em get you down You got to watch your backside Yeah, no time to fool around They'll try to run you down Into the ground, yeah That's the name of the game You better stand tall Tear down the wall You did your best To hell with the rest, tonight Hold your head up high Look'em in the eyes No need to compromise Can you tell me (Who-o's) Who's king of the hill (Who's king of the hill) Can you tell me (Who-o's) Who's the king of the hill Please somebody out there Tell me who-o's king of the hill Can you tell me, yeah (Who-o's) Who's king of the hill (Who's the king of the hill) Yeah Hey, get lost man Do you think it's tough enough Well I got news for you Let me tell you I'm the king of the hill Yeah fool, I'm talking to you Hey listen here and listen good You're in the wrong place, dude Yeah show'em where it's at Carlos I am king, uh ah uh ah I am king of the hill, yeah Out of my way punk Yeah, your xxx is mine Can you tell me (Who-o's) Who's king of the hill Ha (Who's king of the hill) Hey baby can you tell me, yeah (Who-o's) King of the hill (Who is the king of the hill) I rule Uh ah oh uh da da da da Doot doot doot do do yeah Ha ha ha I'm not really that tough |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Lookin' for some action, want a mean machine Gettin' hot 'n' nasty, climbin' in-between I'm-a rockin' in the mornin' and in the night I'm gonna find a mama makes me feel right Get down Let's get crazy Right now Let's get crazy (alright) Wanna kiss your lips, not the ones on your face Your innocent jive is really out of place In need of assistance A dog for my bone Ain't no way tonight I go home alone Get down Let's get crazy Right now Let's get crazy (hahahahahahaha) Oh rock on! Get crazy Intoxication runnin' through my veins A shot of the past keep runnin' in my brain wave I'm rockin' in the mornin' and in the night I'm gonna find a rocker makes me feel right Get down Let's get crazy Right now Let's get crazy (ah come on get down to business) Get down (ha) Let's get crazy Right now Let's get crazy (crazy) Oh right now Get down (oh come on) We're gonna get crazy (we're gonna rock on tonight) Right now (ooh yeah) Let's get crazy (hoohoohoohoohoo) Get down (well well well well well well) Let's get crazy (get insane) Right now (oh sometime tonight) Let's get crazy (CRAZY!) |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Oh!...oh! Loves got me by the ass again I've been in love since I don't know when I keep a-runnin' and I don't know why Love's givin' me a crock of lies Out of breath and I'm out of time Misery is a ruff fight Love's a bitch, baby Love's a bitch, yes it's crazy Love's a bitch, baby Love's a bitch, yeah it's crazy Love's a bitch! Like a cat with diamond eyes Love's power it can hypnotize Done me in (ha) More than twice She'll make you think that it's over night Your all alone in a room that's wrong Your body shakes Your feet are cold Love's a bitch, baby Love's a bitch, yeah it's crazy Love's a bitch, baby Love's a bitch, yes it's crazy Love's a bitch! (whoa, ooh ooh, yes it is) (Oh, oh, oh) Such a bitch (oh) Don't you wait, don't stand still Gotta keepa movin' or you'll pay the bill Go by car, go by train You gotta keepa runnin' or you'll feel the pain Keepa runnin', keepa runnin' Love's a bitch, baby Love's a bitch, yes it's crazy Love's a bitch, bitch, bitch, baby Love's a bitch, it's crazy Love's a bitch! (NO!) It's a bitch!!!! |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
There's a light At the end of the tunnel It's rock and roll There's no fight Words into action Your life is your own The tarp is rising Take the thunder And show us your home I say We celebrate it We generate it The main attraction Satisfaction guaranteed to rock the chains that bind you Oh whoa-whoa! You can fate Your time has come To feel the need Don't be safe The sky is the limit No need to retreat So take your best shot And place your bet on what you know (God can tell you) The stage is set now You've got to know how For The main attraction Satisfaction guaranteed to rock the chains that bind you The main attraction Your reaction guaranteed to leave your tracks behind you In the end We'll stand in the spotlight We are the show (Here we go) We'll defend Here's our performance It's all we know We capture the moment Power and glory is ours to hold (And you never let go) It's a celebration The instigation It's The main attraction Satisfaction guaranteed to rock the chains that bind you The main attraction Your reaction guaranteed to leave your tracks behind you Main attraction Satisfaction The main attraction Your reaction |
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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
Ma-mamma Weer all crazee now Ma-ma-mama Weer all crazee now I don't want to drink my whiskey like you do I don't need to spend my money But still do PRECHORUS: Don't stop now Come on Another drop now So come on I don't lie now Come on That's right That's right CHORUS: I say Ma-mama Weer all crazee now Ma-ma-mama Weer all crazee now And you told me Fooled me That you don't want to hurt me But you lied And you tease me And all my ladies desert me I'm gonna get 'em back PRECHORUS: CHORUS: Get crazee SOLO I SAY Ma-mama Weer all crazee now Ma-mama Weer all crazee now Ma-mama Weer all crazee now MAMA MAMA MAMA WEER ALL CRAZEE NOW Get crazy with me MA-MAMA WEER ALL CRAZEE NOW Come on I'm going crazy Help me MA-MAMA WEER ALL CRAZEE NOW Wild and crazy I SAID Mama Mama Mama Weer all crazee I SAID Mama Mama Mama Weer all crazee now Scribe |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Well I'm an axegrinder Piledriver Mama says that I never never mind her Got no brains I'm insane The teacher says that I'm one big pain I'm like a laser 6-streamin' razor I got a mouth like an alligator I want it louder More power I'm gonna rock ya till it strikes the hour Bang your head! Metal Health'll drive you mad Band your head! Metal Health'll drive you mad Well I'm frustrated Outdated I really want to be over-rated I'm a finder And I'm a keeper I'm not a loser and I ain't no weeper I got the boys to make the noise Won't ever let up Hope it annoys you Join the pack Fill the crack Well now you're here There's no way back Bang your head! Metal Health'll drive you mad Bang your head! Metal Health'll drive you mad Metal Health'll cure your crazy Metal Health'll cure your mad Metal Health is what we all need It's what you oda have Bang your head Wake the dead We're all metal mad It's all you have So bang your head And raise the dead Oh yeah! Metal Health It drives you mad mad mad mad Bang your head! Metal Health'll drive you mad Bang your head! Metal Health'll drive you mad (Ahhh, get your straight jackets on tonight... oh!!!) (The bad boys are gonna set you right, oh rock on, rock ya, rock ya!) Bang your head! |
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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
Got my head to the grindstone I'm trying to act like a fool My head is a lampshade They can't find me at school Well I'm an animal Yes I'm a cannonball They say I'm out for blood One thing I wanna do is Party all night (Oh-oh!) Party all night (Oh-oh-oh!) Party all night (Yeah!) All night long Driving right way on the wrong side A bit too much to drink Women in the backseat And they don't know what to think They say I've lost my head You'll probably end up dead But they're too blind to see What's a party to me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Is to party all night (Oh-oh!) Let's party all night (Oh-oh-oh!) Party all night (Yeah!) All night long Uh! Let's have a good time, good time C'mon Everybody's parties I'm on a one way cruise Lookin' for trouble We got nothing to lose They're on the telephone They're trying to send me home We're gonna pull the plug We've got a new kind of school Let's party all night Let's party all night Party all night Let's party all night (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Let's party all night (Oh!) (We're party animals, baby) Let's party all night (Oh-oh-oh!) (We've got nothing to lose) Let's party all night All night long, yeah! Let's party all night Let's party boys |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
She's got hurricane eyes And know what she sees She's got lovin' thighs And she gets it for free She makes a cigarette shake And don't need no advice She won't put on the breaks And you feed her device, yeah She's gonna tease you up and down now Gonna play for keeps I said Put up Or shut it up now Put up Or shut it up Yeah Ha! She's got hounds on her trail And they follow her scent She's the kind of female That don't need no good sense (She's wild) She's got a license to thrill And she shoots from the hip Takes her power up well And your passion is sure to drip And all so packaged move for speed now When the feeling climbs I said Put up Or shut it up now (You gotta, gotta) Put up Or shut it up Yeah Listen You want a piece of the action And I don't want to be cheated, no Gotta feel the connection She's turning on her feet, yeah! Oh, here we go Comin' to getcha babe Oh yeah She's got hurricane eyes And you know what she sees She's got love in her thighs And she gives it away for free She's gonna tease you up and down now Gonna play for keeps You gotta Put up Or shut it up now I said Put up (Ha!) Or shut it up (Now) Why don'tcha Put up Or shut it up Why don'tcha Put it up Or shut it up Why don'tcha Put up Or shut it up now Put it up Or shut it up now Woo! |
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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Oh whoa Na na na noo noo Information Is time to comfort the weak Invitation to rock with you They will freak Ho-ho-ho! Red alert This house is a-rockin' Red alert Tearin' the walls down Red alert No way to stop them Red alert Give me more, more, more Red alert I'm amazed All the people that walk down the tower In a haze A masseuse will trigger the score No, no, no Red alert This house is a-rockin' Red alert Tearin' the walls down Red alert No way to stop them Red alert Give me more, more, more Red alert Oh tear it down We've been bad Not as bad as we could have been Not so sad Next week we're gonna do it, do it again Yeah, yeah, yeah Red alert This house is a-rockin' Red alert Tearin' the walls down Red alert No way to stop them Red alert Give me more, more, more Red alert This house is a-rockin' Red alert Tearin' the walls down Red alert No way to stop them Give me more, more, more Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Red alert |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
Take action Gotta raise a fist in blood Domination Can't continue acting like jerks You show me all there's a chance With only words for defence There is no freedom to speak, no Rise or fall Number one to take the stand Rise or fall Take a word from this promised land Yeah Your reaction Sticks and stones are no match for steel This rebellion Revolution's in your hands Now listen So it's part Apache Do you know what that means? Is it a segregation? Rise or fall Number one to take the stand Rise or fall Take a word from this promised land Strength in numbers can alter your place Take the action before it's too late Make a stand Give it up Rise or fall Number one to take the stand Rise or fall Take a word from this promised land Rise or fall Number one to take the stand Rise or fall Take a word Take a word from this land Rise or fall Rise or fall |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Watch out! You better get yourself runnin' I got hurricane comin' No warning surprise I'm gonna take my leave I wanna plant my seed Don't let it shock you hold tight, hold tight You better run for cover I'm a hit-n-run lover Run for cover tonight (get ready!) So you think it's easy Try to be this sleazy Well I'll tell you it's nice (ha ha) We're gonna make a name Ain't gonna play no games You'd better take the first flight tonight You better run for cover I'm the hit-n-run lover Run for cover tonight Find some shelter and hide No survivors tonight, hold tight Tonight (yeah watch out!) You better get yourself runnin' I got hurricane comin' No warning surprise I'm gonna take my leave I wanna plant my seed Don't let it shock you hold tight, hold tight Run for cover I'm the hit-n-run lover You better run for cover tonight (yeah) Run for cover I'm the hit-n-run lover Run for cover tonight Look out Watch out Get out Hold out Run for cover tonight Run for cover! Woo! |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
Oh, on a night so long ago
She left me and went away Why did she have to go Don't know, she wouldn't say Everything is changed Oh oh oh this time I guess that's it for me Yesterday is gone My love's so far away And she's gone gone gone gone And it's time I face the day All these restless days Turn to sleepless nights Angel of my life Come back to me And make it right I'm gonna run to you Won't you come to me I'm missing you Are you missing me Wanna run to you (wanna run to you) Won't you come to me (come to me) I'm missing you Are you missing me tonight Oh, are you missing me baby Somewhere in time Two hearts will meet again Together you and I Baby, baby can we find out the names Before the curtain falls And the shows about to end Will you be there for me The way I've been there waiting for you I'm gonna run to you (gonna run to you) Won't you come to me (come to me) I'm missing you Baby are you missing me I'm gonna run to you (gonna run to you) Won't you come to me (come to me) I'm missing you, are you missing me I don't know (gonna run to you) Oh Baby I'm gonna run to you Oh, run with me I'm gonna run to you Run to you, baby Baby baby baby Please |
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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
Yeah All right Oh yeah Oh, come on boys Your lights sheen nothing like sparkles You look like you're toast Put you hands up in the air Treat me like a host I wonder if you're ready But I can't hear you breathe My nerves are not quite steady But you will only see that I want more (I want more) So give it all (Give it all) Scream Scream and shout Lose your minds Let it out Take me higher Higher Higher Scream and shout Coats are smaller in this asylum I can see what's on your minds Looking for some truth Is what you really want to find Cause we are pure escapists Yes times are getting tough We just want to rock and roll We can't get enough I want more (I want more) So give it all (Give it all) Scream Scream and shout Lose your minds Let it out Take me higher Higher Higher Scream and shout Hahahahahaha! You see that from the front row We are shapes of things to come You're handcuffed to your seat And there is no place left to run Your brains are in our power We ponder as we feed A healthy dose of metal And that's all you'll ever need I want more (I want more) So give it all (Give it all) Shout to the car (Shout to the car) I want it all, yeah Scream Scream and shout Lose your minds Let it out Scream Scream and shout Lose your minds Let it out Out Out! |
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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
Well I have street sense radar Ooh, is supposed be news You better lock up your daughters You never know when we're due Good news, bad news It's all the same Addicts on main streets They give us the blame Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! We're a sign of the times Having fun ain't no crime We're a sign of the times Having fun all the time, yeah Great impersonators We broke all the rules We laugh with our masks on The joke is on you You're getting furry It does you no good It's the same old story It's a human zoo Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! We're a sign of the times Having fun ain't no crime We're a sign of the times Having fun all the time, yeah My, my, my, my, yeah Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Cha! Cha! I see a sign up ahead Got it's lights flashing red I can see you're the same These are the words that I read Long live rock and roll (Roll!) Long live rock and roll (Roll!) Long live rock and roll It's gonna save your soul Good news, bad news It's all the same Addicts on main streets Please, please give us a break Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! We're a sign of the times Having fun ain't no crime We're a sign of the times Having fun all the time Hey! We're just a sign of the times We're just a sign of the times We're just a sign of the times, yeah We're a sign of the times Having fun all the time Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
You're the hunter, I'm the game Since we met, I'm not the same The hunger in you can't be satisfied You had a secret strategy To take control and capture me I lost my will and now I'm paralyzed We made a slave to love That's what I'll always be A victim of your touch You stole my soul and now I'm just a slave to love, yeah It took one night at your hotel To fall from grace into your spell I can't believe you brought me to my knees You kiss me once and love me twice I'm on your mental sacrifice Your target's touch was hot and aim to please We made a slave to love That's what I'll always be A victim of your touch You stole my soul and now I'm just a slave to love Oh, I'm being used Been held hostage for so long Is this a one way love affair Really wrong We made a slave to love That's what I'll always be A victim of your touch You stole my soul and now I'm just a slave to love Just a slave to love Just a slave to love A victim of your touch |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Slick Black Cadillac! Ooooo, Just a big black set of wheels What it takes to get me off I'm gonna drive all night Spin my wheels n' lights It feels all right Ooh yeah it feels all right I don't need no drivers license I'm too reckless to survive It's like a carburetor instigator Feels all right Yes it feels all right Drivin' in a Slick Black Cadillac It's got solid gold hubcaps It makes me feel like a king I only need one thing And that's a Slick Black Cadillac (Oooo, give it up) (Slow down!) Now I got a fully equipped rock 'n' roll machine At speeds that take me high, high, high At dead man's curve I hear one word drive, drive, drive Drive, drive, drive My machine is making headlines Gives me love and everything It's like an institution an a revolution Feels all right Oh yeah it feels all right Drivin' in a Slick Black Cadillac It's got solid gold hubcaps It makes me feel like a king I only need one thing And that's a Slick Black Cadillac (pull over, woooooo) Got the coppers on my tail Just for me an A.P.B. (yeah yeah) Sirens spinnin' It's me who's winnin' There're after me After me Before I know just what happened I disappeared to their surprise I got a Cadillac monkey on my back And I don't mind No no, I don't mind Drivin' in a Slick Black Cadillac It's got solid gold hubcaps It makes me feel like a king I only need one thing And that's a Slick Black Cadillac (wait a minute) Slick Black Cadillac It's got solid gold hu-hubcaps Slick Black Cadillac I lay it down, spin wide and get laid in back (ooh yeah) Drivin' in a Slick Black Cadillac It makes me feel like a king, alright! |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Slick Black Cadillac! Ooooo, Just a big black set of wheels What it takes to get me off I'm gonna drive all night Spin my wheels n' lights It feels all right Ooh yeah it feels all right I don't need no drivers license I'm too reckless to survive It's like a carburetor instigator Feels all right Yes it feels all right Drivin' in a Slick Black Cadillac It's got solid gold hubcaps It makes me feel like a king I only need one thing And that's a Slick Black Cadillac (Oooo, give it up) (Slow down!) Now I got a fully equipped rock 'n' roll machine At speeds that take me high, high, high At dead man's curve I hear one word drive, drive, drive Drive, drive, drive My machine is making headlines Gives me love and everything It's like an institution an a revolution Feels all right Oh yeah it feels all right Drivin' in a Slick Black Cadillac It's got solid gold hubcaps It makes me feel like a king I only need one thing And that's a Slick Black Cadillac (pull over, woooooo) Got the coppers on my tail Just for me an A.P.B. (yeah yeah) Sirens spinnin' It's me who's winnin' There're after me After me Before I know just what happened I disappeared to their surprise I got a Cadillac monkey on my back And I don't mind No no, I don't mind Drivin' in a Slick Black Cadillac It's got solid gold hubcaps It makes me feel like a king I only need one thing And that's a Slick Black Cadillac (wait a minute) Slick Black Cadillac It's got solid gold hu-hubcaps Slick Black Cadillac I lay it down, spin wide and get laid in back (ooh yeah) Drivin' in a Slick Black Cadillac It makes me feel like a king, alright! |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
Holdin' me close
On a hot summer night Clothes are drippin' wet, babe You feel so nice Teach me, teach me darling Teach me something new Oh oh I wanna make love to you We'll fit together My hand in your glove Little little girl I need your woman's touch My hot desire Is runnin' away with me Come on baby Set it free Stay with me tonight Stay forever Stay with me tonight You'll discover That this feeling's right Like no other Stay with me tonight All my life I dreamed of this My satin sheets And your satin dress My hot desire Is runnin' away with me Come on baby Set me free Stay with me tonight Stay forever Stay with me tonight You'll discover That this feeling's right Like no other Stay with me tonight Oh oh oh Oh Stay with me tonight Stay forever Stay with me tonight You'll discover That this feeling's right Like no other Stay with me tonight Stay Stay with me Stay with me Baby G-g-g-g-get get Closer closer closer Closer to you (Stay with me tonight) Stay with me tonight Oh oh oh You don't need to hurry baby On my satin sheets Take off your satin dress Too much to handle |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
We're not the ones to blame Burning passions mixed with pain Past the point of no return Nothing stays the same The streets become our home Restless souls out on our own Trapped my ruins made by fools Chasing the unknown In the still of the night With nowhere to turn We took a roll of the dice And we learn And in the still of the night Streets of fire will burn As we run for our lives To survive Yeah Voices in the dark Calling us to play a part Little be known the razor's edge Have we gone too far? Every chance that we take There is a price that must be paid It's easy come and easy go But we are here to stay Yeah! In the still of the night With nowhere to turn We took a roll of the dice And we learn In the still of the night Streets of fire will burn As we run for our lives To survive Yeah Oh! In the still of the night (Of the night) With nowhere to turn We took a roll of the dice And we learn And in the still of the night Streets of fire will burn As we run, run for our lives To survive To survive To survive And where do I turn In the still of the night And what did I learn In the still of the night The fires still burn, yeah Yeah, yeah |
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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
Whoa! Woo-woo yeah Turn it up until it bangs your head Tear it down now mother don't play dead People stand the noise All the little toys Put some more coke on the fire Stomp your hands Clap your feet Stomp your hands To the beat Stomp your hands Clap your feet Stomp your hands To the beat Mixed up kids lookin' for that night They're getting higher everything in sight, well alright The music's pretty loud Someone in the crowd Think they're gonna cause us a riot Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh Stomp your hands Clap your feet Stomp your hands To the beat, oh Stomp your hands Clap your feet Stomp your hands To the beat Rock on, rock on, rock on Yow! How how how how how Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh) (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh) Whoa-oh-oh-oh ho ho ho Stomp your hands Clap those feet, yeah Stomp your hands To the beat C'mon boys Stomp your hands Clap your feet Whoa-whoa, all night, yeah, yeah, yeah Stomp your hands (Oh whoa oh oh) Clap your feet Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh Stomp your hands Clap your feet Stomp your hands To the beat All night long Stomp your hands (Everybody) Clap your feet (Everybody stomp your hands to the beat in the heat yeah yeah yeah yeah woo!) Stomp your hands (Oh!) Clap your feet (Oh whoa whoa whoa whoa, rock all night, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Oh yeah Stomp your hands (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Clap your feet (My my my, my my my my my my, my, my, m |
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from Quiet Riot - Quiet Riot (1988)
Some people call me the gangster of love, yeah
Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak of the pompitous of love People talk about me, baby (People talk about me, baby) They say I'm doin' you wrong (doin' you wrong) Well, don't let that worry you worry baby (oh baby ....) Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home (Everybody Singing Along) I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin' on the run Wooo Wooooo ... |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
We got blind compassion Don't need discussion Think you know just what I mean Nowhere's a smokin' While the rules are broken Had to be seen to be believed As a preacher of lust You gotta do what you must Practice what you preach If you got an invitation We'll change the location Gotta have room to breathe I want love, huh! Whole lotta love, tons! Give me love Our love Well let's pump her, pump her Strike it rich what you're dreamin' of (The Pump) Let's pump her, pump her (Damn) We're gonna hunt for gold Gonna dig for love The more I get The more I want Love mushes out my brain She's gotta move real slow High and low The girl's gonna drive me insane She's got a real cool cat That know where it's at Has to be the ultimate find Have you heard the score Ready for more I knew that the pump was the prize I want love Give your love Wow! Love Ooh Love Well let's pump her, pump her Strike it rich what you're dreamin' of Let's pump her, pump her (It's the way you find) We're gonna hunt for gold Gonna dig for love Oh get down Ooh! Ooh! Ow! C'mon Oh Push it baby Give it to me Oh yeah! I want love All your love Whole lotta love Cheap chime for love Well let's pump her, pump her (You know what I'm saying baby) Strike it rich what you're dreamin' of (C'mon give it to me) Let's pump her, pump her We're gonna hunt for gold Gonna dig for love One more Get down-a |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
Times are changing Nothing stays the same For this jukebox generation Adhere to fashion Like computer games Modern day communication The news hard to take Will fade tomorrow They are the strong They'll survive The wild and the young They all have their dreams The wild and the young They've got to be free The sun never sets For souls on the run The wild and the young Yeah Hah! Roaring passion With no guilt or shame It's accepting education, yeah! Misbehaving No regrets, no blame With a bold kind of sophistication So close to the edge And high on the wire They are not wrong They're alive The wild and the young They all have their dreams The wild and the young They've got to be free The sun never sets For souls on the run The wild and the young Ha! So close to the edge And%2 |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Hello you yes it's me You can't come back Your flyin' free You think you found Everything that you need Fly away, fly away To your new home Across the seas Oh leave your nest Oh baby leave the best thing That you've been Whoa, whoa, whoa Fly on, Thunderbird fly Fly on, spread your wings to the sky Fly on, Thunderbird fly On your own And I'm alone In the shadow Of what we done And I can't help but think That someday You'll be back home (whoa) Fly away, fly away To your new home Across the bay And give your best Ooh baby leave the best thing That you've been Oh, oh, oh Fly on, Thunderbird fly Fly on, spread your wings to the sky Fly on, Thunderbird fly (fly on) (Ah, ah, ah, ah) (Ah, ah, ah, ah ah ah ah) When all is said All is done Still I live And carry on Don't look back But think of me We'll meet again Fly away (oh) Fly on, Thunderbird fly Fly on, spread your wings to the sky Fly on, Thunderbird fly Fly on, Thunderbird fly You've got fly away Fly on, spread your wings to the sky On to the sky Fly on Thunderbird... Fly! |
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from Quiet Riot - QR III (1986)
Midnight masquerade Innocent fantasies Never ended from room to room Dressed up for sharades Every guest has a part to play And the rules are understood Undercover A secret rendez-vous They won't discover That it's me and it's you At the Twilight Hotel Check your soul at the door They've got memories to sell And so much more Last call at the bar Fast talkin' it promises Never really reaching the lines Seems to bizarre Such a twisted reality This place full of manic minds It's like a dreamland With time standing still So make your big plans They've got all the frills At the Twilight Hotel Check your soul at the door They've got memories to sell And so much more In the Twilight Hotel Price of life still like gold It's a twilight magic spell And anything goes Undercover A secret rendez-vous They won't discover That it's me and it's you At the Twilight Hotel Check your soul at the door They've got memories to sell And so much more In the Twilight Hotel Price of life still like gold It's a twilight magic spell And anything goes |
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from Quiet Riot, Quiet Riot - Metal Health (1983)
Life's been good
Life's been bad Now I know What I had Has taken it's toll on me Yes we give And we take What we get Is what we make Believe that dreams come true Life is crazy We're not fools, no, no The price is high When you keep the score Take your souls And your goals To the top Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all We have loved Burned by fate But for once Set the record straight Time does heal all wounds You have laughed We have cried Paid our dues Yes we're turned the tide Mistakes are far and few We need no guidance Our aim is true Down the road There were many tolls But we know Cause we've grown What we need Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all The price is high When you keep the score Take your souls And your goals To the top Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all Na, na, na-na-na na-na Na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na Na, na, na-na-na na-na Na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na Na, na, na-na-na na-na Na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na Na, |
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from Quiet Riot - Condition Critical (1984)
Life's been good Life's been bad Now I know What I had Has taken it's toll on me Yes we give And we take What we get Is what we make Believe that dreams come true Life is crazy We're not fools, no, no The price is high When you keep the score Take your souls And your goals To the top Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all We have loved Burned by fate But for once Set the record straight Time does heal all wounds You have laughed We have cried Paid our dues Yes we're turned the tide Mistakes are far and few We need no guidance Our aim is true Down the road There were many tolls But we know Cause we've grown What we need Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all The price is high When you keep the score Take your souls And your goals To the top Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all Together we stand We won't take no more Cause we're winners And winners take all Na, na, na-na-na na-na Na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na Na, na, na-na-na na-na Na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na Na, na, na-na-na na-na Na-na, na-na-na-na Na-na-na, na Na, |
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