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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
I groove in stereo
She make the moves I love the nasty girls How 'bout them shoes You are so pretty girl I love ya thighs Take a trip in my Cadillac 2 the wild side 17 Crash chaos all around me 17 Crash hot sticky sweet 17 You're coming back with me Don't say a word Fire's burning down below Ice in my blood I ain't no Romeo No daddy sweet Just a bit of rock n' roll Found on the street 17 Crash chaos all around me 17 Crash hot sticky sweet 17 I bet u 10 2 1 Cause I fix the race Put it down 2 xperience A different kinda taste O my pretty 1 Don't look so sad Drink 2 me occasionally And all the fun we had 17 Crash chaos all around me 17 Crash hot sticky sweet 17 |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
She was always something special
A diamond shining bright in the rain Everybody dreams of angels No one will ever know how much I loved ya so Chorus Now it all seems funny Kinda like a dream Things ain't always what they seem What a shame What happened to Jayne U were always on my mind A childlike summer days in the sun Slowly wishes turn to sadness Time don't heal a broken gun I wish I'd never let u go Hear me now cause I want ya to know Chorus Now she's breakin' hearts in heaven Shining bright in the sky I still hear her voice in the wind I still thing of u in the night Well I guess she'll never know How much I need her so Chorus |
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from VH1 Classic Metal Mania: Stripped (2005)
She was always something special
A diamond shining bright in the rain Everybody dreams of angels No one will ever know how much I loved ya so Chorus Now it all seems funny Kinda like a dream Things ain't always what they seem What a shame What happened to Jayne U were always on my mind A childlike summer days in the sun Slowly wishes turn to sadness Time don't heal a broken gun I wish I'd never let u go Hear me now cause I want ya to know Chorus Now she's breakin' hearts in heaven Shining bright in the sky I still hear her voice in the wind I still thing of u in the night Well I guess she'll never know How much I need her so Chorus |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
Look around me, you astound me
You are oh so beautiful, oh yeah I am home Every song I sang I sang for you. Been away far to long, thought of you with every song It's gonna take a little time Gonna take a little concentration I think that time has come to state When I said I couldn't get enough of that situation Well I recognize, I don't want to stay away Oh so beautiful, oh so beautiful Oh so beautiful, oh so beautiful And through this crazy ride You've been there deep inside Deep inside I know I'm not alone When I'm with you I call it home And now it's all so clear, my doubts just disappear All my life (chorus) I've been waiting And I think its right Don't go away. Oh so beautiful, oh so beautiful Oh so beautiful, oh so beautiful I've been around this great big world Must have loved a million girls When I'm with you, I call it home |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
Psychotic
Neurotic Alcoholic You might call me imbecilic I'm dirty I'm so mean Like no other you've ever seen I'll take down the other side A place where you can meet and hide I'll take you down the darker way To a game - a game that I play And what you see is what you get A wicked man with no regrets I get whatever I want You won't forget Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back - back inside Pathetic, rejected, full of doom Some people call me Mr. Gloom I sold my soul - sold my soul When I went down the fire hole I'll take you down, down with me A nice place for you to be I'll take you down to my home I'll leave you there to die alone And what you see is what you get A wicked man with no regrets I get whatever I want You won't forget Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back - back inside Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back inside Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back inside - back inside Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back - back inside |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
Yeah and this time comes in my life, hey what's your story
Save your conscience For some other cheap soul Puerto Rican spiritual number And I thought "The further from home, the closer to you" I need a whiskey, I'm bleeding gasoline You play the starring role in my psychedelic dream Don't need no witness, don't need no referee They're running hot tonight, her danger symphony Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It could not faze me I only want to let you know Bitch is back, right on track Bitch is back, I like it like that Let me come inside your sacred heart Let me feel your warm embrace I love you, hate you, confiscate you Can't live without your face If you're in jail, I pay your bail I shouldn't but it's a fact Stop the world in motion, swim the ocean Just to get you back Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It, it could not faze me I only wanna let you know Bitch is back, right on track Bitch is back, I like it like that, yes I do Bitch There ain't no justice, no need to compromise There's so much mystery, behind those steel blue eyes She give me music, she give me surgery She moves just like the wind, her dark identity Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It could not faze me I only wanna let you know Bitch is back |
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from L.A. Guns - Hollywood Raw-The Original Sessions (2005)
Yeah and this time comes in my life, hey what's your story
Save your conscience For some other cheap soul Puerto Rican spiritual number And I thought "The further from home, the closer to you" I need a whiskey, I'm bleeding gasoline You play the starring role in my psychedelic dream Don't need no witness, don't need no referee They're running hot tonight, her danger symphony Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It could not faze me I only want to let you know Bitch is back, right on track Bitch is back, I like it like that Let me come inside your sacred heart Let me feel your warm embrace I love you, hate you, confiscate you Can't live without your face If you're in jail, I pay your bail I shouldn't but it's a fact Stop the world in motion, swim the ocean Just to get you back Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It, it could not faze me I only wanna let you know Bitch is back, right on track Bitch is back, I like it like that, yes I do Bitch There ain't no justice, no need to compromise There's so much mystery, behind those steel blue eyes She give me music, she give me surgery She moves just like the wind, her dark identity Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It could not faze me I only wanna let you know Bitch is back |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Yeah and this time comes in my life, hey what's your story
Save your conscience For some other cheap soul Puerto Rican spiritual number And I thought "The further from home, the closer to you" I need a whiskey, I'm bleeding gasoline You play the starring role in my psychedelic dream Don't need no witness, don't need no referee They're running hot tonight, her danger symphony Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It could not faze me I only want to let you know Bitch is back, right on track Bitch is back, I like it like that Let me come inside your sacred heart Let me feel your warm embrace I love you, hate you, confiscate you Can't live without your face If you're in jail, I pay your bail I shouldn't but it's a fact Stop the world in motion, swim the ocean Just to get you back Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It, it could not faze me I only wanna let you know Bitch is back, right on track Bitch is back, I like it like that, yes I do Bitch There ain't no justice, no need to compromise There's so much mystery, behind those steel blue eyes She give me music, she give me surgery She moves just like the wind, her dark identity Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It could not faze me I only wanna let you know Bitch is back |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
With crystal eyes she gazes Like a desert flower In the morning rain She's well aware of every promise made She's a child of light in a world of pain Oh let her be free, Holy Zion Give us eyes to see Something to rely on Crystal eyes, I still love you You're my one desire Crystal eyes, I can't live without your touch You are my crystal eyes Crystal eyes, she don't say much But she sees right through Your thin disguise You'll never know she comes and goes Slips through the veil of the dead of night Oh let her be free, Holy Zion Give us eyes to see Something to rely on Crystal eyes, I still love you You're my one desire Crystal eyes, I can't live without your touch You are my crystal eyes Crystal eyes, she's an angel That fell to earth like a gift from God Sweet, serene, skin like cream My love protects your every thought Oh let her be free, Holy Zion Give us eyes to see Something to rely on Crystal eyes, I still love you You're my one desire Crystal eyes, I can't live without your touch You are my crystal eyes |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
Come on everybody I'm back in town
Gonna bring you up, gonna shake you down Gonna set you up to another place Gonna wipe that smile back on your face I'm calling all the home girls in L.A. I've got some thing good, gonna come your way All the fine girls from old Times Square I love your style and savour faire Don't want your conversation Don't want to talk about trust I want excitation I want your Dirty Luv Dirty Luv Come on little baby I love your stuff I'd die 4 U, Can't get enough I'm a back door lover in a limousine I'll show you streets you've never seen I'll do you baby Do you good On the trunk and on the hood Take it faster, take it faster Call me slave or call me master Don't want conversation Or the stars above Just gimme some stimulation and a slice of your Dirty Luv Dirty Luv I'm watchin' you Dirty Luv Oh come on baby Come on love My sweet baby got the stuff Don't want your complications Or the stars above Just gimme some stimulation I want a slice of your Dirty Luv Dirty Luv I'm watchin' you Dirty Luv Dirty Luv |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Talking 'bout your silver, baby
Talking 'bout your gold Give you in discrecious With a 25 a soul I'm not wasting any time Listening to those words we learn I've got better things to do Stop in jail like we supposed Look, you ain't got no claws Always want your point of view I watch those standing dogs, yeah She don't believe in love She don't believe in love She don't believe in love Bad girl, don't believe in love Can't flakes you up or twice Stop to slap the nail Spread yourself like margarine All over the sense of town Drag myself right up to top Where it sounds secure you know I don't need this anymore Stop in jail like we supposed Look, you ain't got no claws Always want you point of view I watch those standing dogs, they go She don't believe in love She don't believe in love She don't believe in love Bad girl, don't believe in love She don't believe in love She don't believe in love She don't believe in love Bad girl, don't believe in love Talking 'bout your silver, baby Talking 'bout your gold Give you in discrecious With a 25 a soul I'm not wasting any time Listening to those words we learn I've got better things to do Stop in jail like we supposed Look, you ain't got no claws Always want your point of view I watch those standing dogs, yeah |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
> Does anyone remember Lucy
I used to see her so much more A candle burns tonight for Lucy Coz' she ain't coming back for sure And I remember Lucy A little girl lost in a greedy world Oh goodbye Lucy, You could be the saddest of girls Don't call me crazy It makes me sad Don't call me crazy You don't want to make me Mad There's something wrong with Lucy And no one seems to have a cure A demon lives inside of Lucy I think I know for sure I remember Lucy a little girl lost in a greedy world Oh goodbye Lucy, you could be the saddest of girls Don't call me crazy It makes me sad Don't call me crazy You don't want to make me Mad |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
A boy shoots a gun, a girl looks for fun
Runnin' round in the Hollywood streets Shakedown all around, Lay your dirty money down You can't always get what you need Midnight's cool, right, die in the moonlight No cure for the social disease Sex fiends, Acid Queens, livin' on a bad dream This town never sleeps Down in the city Gettin' what you need Down in the city Make your poor heart bleed Livin' by the trigger, always better if it's bigger Won't catch me down on my knees Shake it down, lay it down, Sin City all around Hollywood's the city of sleaze Loose change, no-names, lookin' for a fast way To make it to the top ot the heap Face down, gutter bound, Laughin' at the poor clown Walkin' on his name in the street Down in the city Give you what ya need Down in the city Make your poor heart bleed Ha, ha, ha, ha A boy shoots a gun, a girl looks for fun Runnin' round in the Hollywood streets Shakedown all around, Lay your dirty money down You can't always get what you need Loose change, no-names, lookin' for a fast way To make it to the top of the heap Face down, gutter bound, Laughin' at the poor clown Walkin on his name in the street Down in the city Give you what ya need Down in the city Make your poor heart bleed Down in the city Give you what ya need Down in the city It's good enough for me You're gonna burn Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha |
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from L.A. Guns - Hollywood Raw-The Original Sessions (2005)
A boy shoots a gun, a girl looks for fun
Runnin' round in the Hollywood streets Shakedown all around, Lay your dirty money down You can't always get what you need Midnight's cool, right, die in the moonlight No cure for the social disease Sex fiends, Acid Queens, livin' on a bad dream This town never sleeps Down in the city Gettin' what you need Down in the city Make your poor heart bleed Livin' by the trigger, always better if it's bigger Won't catch me down on my knees Shake it down, lay it down, Sin City all around Hollywood's the city of sleaze Loose change, no-names, lookin' for a fast way To make it to the top ot the heap Face down, gutter bound, Laughin' at the poor clown Walkin' on his name in the street Down in the city Give you what ya need Down in the city Make your poor heart bleed Ha, ha, ha, ha A boy shoots a gun, a girl looks for fun Runnin' round in the Hollywood streets Shakedown all around, Lay your dirty money down You can't always get what you need Loose change, no-names, lookin' for a fast way To make it to the top of the heap Face down, gutter bound, Laughin' at the poor clown Walkin on his name in the street Down in the city Give you what ya need Down in the city Make your poor heart bleed Down in the city Give you what ya need Down in the city It's good enough for me You're gonna burn Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
I need the highway wind blowin' in my hair
Five thousand miles I've roamed now, I'm gettin' there This is my destiny, the way that I choose Don't need no one to talk about About love and blues Round, round, up and down Moves so fast, never touch the ground High, high, touch the sky Don't come down, don't make me try Lost in space or any other place Living my dream on the moving train Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow, yeah I remember way back when, I was just like you Yeah, I killed myself to live, but I didn't have a clue I got saddled in chrome and steel 750 reasons why I can't stand still Oh no, here I go Gotta keep moving, gotta let go 'Nother town, 'nother girl Can't stand still till I've seen the world Till I've seen the world, when I cry Get in my spaceship, watch me fly Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow, yeah, ooh, ah Don't need no one to tell me to settle down Life in the fast lane suits me to the ground This is my destiny, the way that I choose Don't need no one to tell me About love and blues Round, round, up and down Moves so fast, never touch the ground High, high, touch the sky Don't come down, don't make me try Lost in space or any other place Puttin' my dream on the moving train Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow Gypsy, electric gypsy, oh oh oh Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow Gypsy, electric gypsy, (n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-no no no no no no) round I blow Gypsy, electric gypsy, (oh oh oh oh oh) round I blow Gypsy - |
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from L.A. Guns - Hollywood Raw-The Original Sessions (2005)
I need the highway wind blowin' in my hair
Five thousand miles I've roamed now, I'm gettin' there This is my destiny, the way that I choose Don't need no one to talk about About love and blues Round, round, up and down Moves so fast, never touch the ground High, high, touch the sky Don't come down, don't make me try Lost in space or any other place Living my dream on the moving train Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow, yeah I remember way back when, I was just like you Yeah, I killed myself to live, but I didn't have a clue I got saddled in chrome and steel 750 reasons why I can't stand still Oh no, here I go Gotta keep moving, gotta let go 'Nother town, 'nother girl Can't stand still till I've seen the world Till I've seen the world, when I cry Get in my spaceship, watch me fly Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow, yeah, ooh, ah Don't need no one to tell me to settle down Life in the fast lane suits me to the ground This is my destiny, the way that I choose Don't need no one to tell me About love and blues Round, round, up and down Moves so fast, never touch the ground High, high, touch the sky Don't come down, don't make me try Lost in space or any other place Puttin' my dream on the moving train Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow Gypsy, electric gypsy, oh oh oh Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow Gypsy, electric gypsy, (n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-no no no no no no) round I blow Gypsy, electric gypsy, (oh oh oh oh oh) round I blow Gypsy - |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
I need the highway wind blowin' in my hair
Five thousand miles I've roamed now, I'm gettin' there This is my destiny, the way that I choose Don't need no one to talk about About love and blues Round, round, up and down Moves so fast, never touch the ground High, high, touch the sky Don't come down, don't make me try Lost in space or any other place Living my dream on the moving train Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow, yeah I remember way back when, I was just like you Yeah, I killed myself to live, but I didn't have a clue I got saddled in chrome and steel 750 reasons why I can't stand still Oh no, here I go Gotta keep moving, gotta let go 'Nother town, 'nother girl Can't stand still till I've seen the world Till I've seen the world, when I cry Get in my spaceship, watch me fly Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow, yeah, ooh, ah Don't need no one to tell me to settle down Life in the fast lane suits me to the ground This is my destiny, the way that I choose Don't need no one to tell me About love and blues Round, round, up and down Moves so fast, never touch the ground High, high, touch the sky Don't come down, don't make me try Lost in space or any other place Puttin' my dream on the moving train Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow Gypsy, electric gypsy, oh oh oh Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow Gypsy, electric gypsy, (n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-no no no no no no) round I blow Gypsy, electric gypsy, (oh oh oh oh oh) round I blow Gypsy - |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Live form Hollywood, the original L.A. Guns
It's true we walk in disbelief Clutching to our faded glory Trust in me but I'm a thief Get down on your knees before me Worlds collide, hate fills my mind Tension rising, no surrender The street's a place where love is dying All hail to thee thy legal tender Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down, so Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down At night the vipers rip my flesh The bitch from hell is feeding Scratch my wounds to keep them fresh She likes 'em young 'n bleeding Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Greed and hate, fear and shame Wasted our disaster Cuts like cancer in my brain Man, now he's your master Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
> Well I see those little junkies in your labyrinth
Where you can make your deals and drink your absinthe Dream dealing, soul stealing, mercenary Cold like a razor, Incendiary Karma's a bitch when you need to score Don't show emotion and don't ask for more Fast talkin' dream dealer got it all up his sleeve Fast talkin' dream dealer he's so fuckin' hard to believe Fast talkin' dream dealer your never gonna even the score Fast talkin' dream dealer always need a little bit more He knows your every hiding place, Politician, trustworthy face Don't think about it, don't turn your back Fast talkin' dream dealer got it all up his sleeve Fast talkin' dream dealer he's so fuckin' hard to believe Fast talkin' dream dealer your never gonna even the score Fast talkin' dream dealer always need a little bit more Dream dealing, soul stealing, mercenary, Don't show emotion and don't ask for more Fast talkin' dream dealer got it all up his sleeve Fast talkin' dream dealer he's so fuckin' hard to believe Fast talkin' dream dealer your never gonna even the score Fast talkin' dream dealer always need a little bit more |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Give
Give me Give me some Give me some more You gave me a friend You saved me again Take Take me Take me some Take me some more You gave me a friend You saved me again Scar Scar me Scar me some Scar me some more Give |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
Long time ago
Knew a sweet little lassy Hair like fire And a walk kinda sassy She had ruby lips And sleazy eyes Jungle hips And Lucy Lucy thighs Baby baby take my hand Baby baby understand Give a little love 2 your baby Give a little love 2 your man She had a reputation And a cruel smile Give her an inch and she'll take a mile Holy waters only make believe Betty Boop what u doing to me Baby baby take my hand Baby baby understand Give a little love 2 your baby Give a little love 2 your man Now I'm driving all night In a limousine She's showing me things I've never seen There's a place in the world 4 a woman like u Doing all the things that u gotta do Baby baby take my hand Baby baby understand Give a little love 2 your baby Give a little love 2 your man |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Long time ago
Knew a sweet little lassy Hair like fire And a walk kinda sassy She had ruby lips And sleazy eyes Jungle hips And Lucy Lucy thighs Baby baby take my hand Baby baby understand Give a little love 2 your baby Give a little love 2 your man She had a reputation And a cruel smile Give her an inch and she'll take a mile Holy waters only make believe Betty Boop what u doing to me Baby baby take my hand Baby baby understand Give a little love 2 your baby Give a little love 2 your man Now I'm driving all night In a limousine She's showing me things I've never seen There's a place in the world 4 a woman like u Doing all the things that u gotta do Baby baby take my hand Baby baby understand Give a little love 2 your baby Give a little love 2 your man |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
Well it's a good thing I kissed you when I did
I like the sexy way your fingers slid And anything done became undid Wait a minute honey I think we should video No no no got to give it to me No no no coz' I need it you see It's a good thing Talking about a good thing, yeah It's a good thing Nothing but a good thing, yeah It's a good thing you called me when you did The pressure building up upon my lid And on to your back I watched you slid Gotta tell you honey I wish they were all like you No no no got to give it to me No no no coz' I need it you see (chorus) Well it's a good thing I kissed you when I did I like the sexy way your fingers slid And anything done became undid Wait a minute honey I think we should video No no no got to give it to me No no no coz' I need it you see (chorus) |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
When you see me
I'm coming down the road to your back door Sound of a gun - she stood there laughing Like her life has no tomorrow I watched her fade into the dark and cruel night Something sounded like a promise Round and round - heaven bound Stranded in a stranger's town Here it comes, Another heartache Here it comes, Another fall Girl, I want you You've got the prime time in my morning imagination I'll be creeping like perfumed smoke No place for you to hide I'm gonna shake you girl and keep you satisfied You and me, This time forever Feel the motion set me free Love the things you do for me Here it comes, Another heartache Here it comes, Another fall Sweet liberation, just like a woman She can make the water wine Jubilation, your sweet caresses Gonna drive me outta my mind I want to let you know just what you mean to me You and me this time forever Climb inside my Jaguar All your friends call you star Cross your fingers, make a wish Got the stuff I can't resist Here it comes, Another heartache Here it comes, Another fall |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Jesus can you hear me
I know it's been a while But mama says she's getting tired Of waiting for you to come back into style And me I don't mind waiting another day or two But that's not like you, just not like you Hey world, God is coming to save us all But his watch must have stopped Cause he never did show, or even bother to call Jesus can you help us, and you're just a man Sent down here to save us and you're doing all you can Now my fear of god is mighty, but the words I speak are true Jesus where are you, where are you Hey world, God is coming to save us all But his watch must have stopped Cause he never did show, or even bother to call So I'll sit here and wait for you Cause there's really nothing left for me to do I'll wait for you Mama says she's getting tired Of waiting for you to come back into style I know it's been a while And still I sit here by myself and smile There's no easy way, there's nothing to say It gets harder each and every day Each and every day Hey world, God is coming to save us all But his watch must have stopped Cause he never did show, or even bother to call |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't you like me, won't you invite me Take me on back to your home Do you think I'm easy, Would you like to please me Next time you're all alone Would you say you care, rough my hair Do whatever I please Will you keep me in style, 'cuz you know all the while That I'm the Hollywood Tease Oh, what a lonely person you are Oh, without me you couldn't get far Let me be rude, do you mind if I'm crude I'll insult all of your friends Never reprimand me, Say you won't demand me Promise that you like all my trends Will you run my bath, make me laugh Get right down on your knees Stare in amazement at my Hollywood basement I'm the Hollywood Tease Oh, what a lonely person you are Oh, without me you couldn't get far, Oh hot dog Want to abuse you, I'm out to confuse you Suck your blood and leave you for dead Hey I'm sarcastic, I'll treat you like a spastic Ignore every word that you say Gonna snore in your ear, spit in your beer Do whatever I please When I've broken your heart, I'll quickly depart 'Cuz I'm the Hollywood, I'm the Hollywood I'm the Hollywood, I'm the Hollywood ha, ha, Tease |
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from L.A. Guns - Hollywood Raw-The Original Sessions (2005)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't you like me, won't you invite me Take me on back to your home Do you think I'm easy, Would you like to please me Next time you're all alone Would you say you care, rough my hair Do whatever I please Will you keep me in style, 'cuz you know all the while That I'm the Hollywood Tease Oh, what a lonely person you are Oh, without me you couldn't get far Let me be rude, do you mind if I'm crude I'll insult all of your friends Never reprimand me, Say you won't demand me Promise that you like all my trends Will you run my bath, make me laugh Get right down on your knees Stare in amazement at my Hollywood basement I'm the Hollywood Tease Oh, what a lonely person you are Oh, without me you couldn't get far, Oh hot dog Want to abuse you, I'm out to confuse you Suck your blood and leave you for dead Hey I'm sarcastic, I'll treat you like a spastic Ignore every word that you say Gonna snore in your ear, spit in your beer Do whatever I please When I've broken your heart, I'll quickly depart 'Cuz I'm the Hollywood, I'm the Hollywood I'm the Hollywood, I'm the Hollywood ha, ha, Tease |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Sex, drugs, something's happening
Needles and hugs, stick me, hold me Now you're on your way to a place In outer space, where the stars are bright And your mind will race Hey man, something's going down Death, love, nothing's happening Push, shove, chain reaction Now you're on your way to a place In outer space where the stars are bright And your mind will race Hey man, something's going down around here Don't try, just fly, you can be free, you'll see Hey man Something's going down Nothing's going down Something's going down Nothing's going down Hey man, nothing's going down around here Hey man, growing hazy never too clear Now I'm on my way, now we're on our way Don't try, just fly, you can be free you'll see Hey man Something's going down Nothing's going down Something's going down Nothing's going down Something's going down Nothing's going down Around here |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
Sitting here in my electric chair,
I've got a lot on my mind I see you through the mirror Got me hypnotized What's wrong with me Has got a lot to do With what's wrong with you I can't escape, degenerate I didn't fake it alone My Yoko, partner in crime Left me tranquilized What's wrong with me Has got a lot to do With what's wrong with you |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Welcome to the American dream
Your nightmare realized Things ain't always quite what they seem Your worst fears come to life My eyes are bleeding again Have been and will since I don't know when The pain tells me I'm alive I'm in control and I will survive The pain tells me I'm alive I am alive Welcome to the new devil's church City streets and alleyways Seems to me he's found a new perch In the place where your child plays My hands are bleeding again Have been and will since I don't know when The pain tells me I'm alive I'm in control and I will survive The pain tells me I'm alive I am alive Trapped within these four walls Locked inside your mind Turning reason into treason Confronted and confined Your candle slowly fading Turning light and life to dust For memory and things to be are false Without true trust Your needle isn't sharp enough To puncture through my vein Your false Gods aren't real enough To even scratch my soul You think you're clutching diamonds When all you really have is coal My feet are bleeding again Have been an will since I don't know when The pain tells me I'm alive I'm in control and I will survive The pain tells me I'm alive I am alive |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
Somebody love me Somebody care Somebody hold me When I am scared Somebody reach out and hold my hand Somebody somewhere must understand I found you You wanted me too Somebody touch me Somebody give Give me a reason I wanna live Oh, I don't ask for much All I want darling is a little trust I found you You wanted me too I found you You wanted me too Somebody trust me, Somebody care I ain't got much, girl But I'm willing to share Oh it's hard, this world can be so cold We all need a little love It's what makes us whole I found you You wanted me too I found you You wanted me too |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
See me coming
Down the road I'm coming down the road Standing by the end of the line What u gonna do Intuition can't u see Mistreator got the shake on me Fire and water rollin' dice I'm gonna get u No matter the price I'm a hard man 2 fight I'm an easy man 2 please Baby don't u mess with me Cause u couldn't take the heat I wanna be your man I wanna be your lover baby I wanna be your man No complication let me explain I'll take u higher than an airplane Look in the mirror What do I see I see the devil And he's looking at me I'm a hard man 2 fight I'm an easy man 2 please Baby don't u mess with me Cause u couldn't take the heat I wanna be your man I wanna be your lover baby I wanna be your man |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
Just another night And I'm all alone I wonder where you are Who you're holding And I'm wasting time By the telephone It gets harder when there's no way of knowing I always thought we'd be together someday There was nothing that could keep me away Coulda worked it out somehow But it's over now Thought you'd be comin' 'round But it's over now When I close my eyes I can see your face There was still so much to discover All the time we shared Can't be erased No you're in the arms of another I always thought we'd be together someday There was nothing that could keep me away Coulda worked it out somehow But it's over now Thought you'd be comin' 'round But it's over now If you broke my heart I can't let it show I can take the pain I can't let you go Some people change I guess it had to be Even though you're gone now You still mean so much to me Just another day I'm still holdin' on No matter how I try I can't shake this feeling Yeah I'm sitting here Like nothing's wrong I'm still lookin' for someone to believe in I always thought we'd be together someday There was nothing that could keep me away Coulda worked it out somehow But it's over now |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Kevorkian
Which way is the door I can't find it, can't see it anymore Knuckles bleeding Ground to dust under your feet And if I don't kill you someone else will And if I don't kill you someone else will And if I don't kill you someone else will And if I don't kill you someone else will I'm letting go, no more sadness I'm letting go, no more blame I'm letting go, no more head trips I'm letting go, no more pain This pain's my friend It stuck right by me 'til the very end There is nothing left that you can do to me That I haven't done to myself for an eternity If I don't kill you someone else will If I don't kill you someone else will If I don't kill you someone else will If I don't kill you someone else will I'm letting go, no more sadness I'm letting go, no more blame I'm letting go, no more head trips I'm letting go, no more pain Growing from a single seed You planted all this hurt and need The vines they find the cracks in me And you are there Hurts so bad doesn't seem there's much that I can do Oh my God, make it stop and I'll believe in you If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will I'm letting go, no more sadness I'm letting go, no more blame I'm letting go, no more head trips I'm letting go, no more pain If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will If I don't kill you somebody else will Believe in me |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
Don't give me that look don't show me those tears I don't believe 'em I gave you my love I've had it to here With all your cheatin' You never believed I would find you out It took some time I know what you're about Kiss my love goodbye I've had it with your lyin' Kiss my love goodbye You weren't even tryin' You never thought about anyone else You were just takin' care of your self You were never mine So kiss my love goodbye You're harder than nails and baby I know What's on your mind That little girl smile has turned me around (saved your skin) Not this time I was breakin' my back tryin' to be there for you I got news...you can Kiss my love goodbye I've had it with your lyin' Kiss my love goodbye You weren't even tryin' You never thought about anyone else You were just takin' care of your self You were never mine So kiss my love goodbye Don't tell me that your heart is breakin' Cause this time baby I ain't takin' Don't mess up that pretty face Can't you see it's just too late This time baby you went too far I see you now for what you are Kiss my love goodbye I've had it with your lyin' Kiss my love goodbye You weren't even tryin' You never thought about anyone else You were just takin' care of your self You were never mine So kiss my love goodbye |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Don't give me that look don't show me
those tears I don't believe 'em I gave you my love I've had it to here With all your cheatin' You never believed I would find you out It took some time I know what you're about Kiss my love goodbye I've had it with your lyin' Kiss my love goodbye You weren't even tryin' You never thought about anyone else You were just takin' care of your self You were never mine So kiss my love goodbye You're harder than nails and baby I know What's on your mind That little girl smile has turned me around (saved your skin) Not this time I was breakin' my back tryin' to be there for you I got news...you can Kiss my love goodbye I've had it with your lyin' Kiss my love goodbye You weren't even tryin' You never thought about anyone else You were just takin' care of your self You were never mine So kiss my love goodbye Don't tell me that your heart is breakin' Cause this time baby I ain't takin' Don't mess up that pretty face Can't you see it's just too late This time baby you went too far I see you now for what you are Kiss my love goodbye I've had it with your lyin' Kiss my love goodbye You weren't even tryin' You never thought about anyone else You were just takin' care of your self You were never mine So kiss my love goodbye |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
Oh yeah!
Baby Here we go Got you loaded Nighttime rodeo Oh, a one night stand Nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty man Letting go Set the world on fire Letting go She's been my one desire Letting go He's gonna take you down Letting go We're gonna get crazy |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Oh yeah!
Baby Here we go Got you loaded Nighttime rodeo Oh, a one night stand Nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty man Letting go Set the world on fire Letting go She's been my one desire Letting go He's gonna take you down Letting go We're gonna get crazy |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
When I came down to your riverside
And saw you standing there Pocketful of moonbeams You had henna in your hair And I never felt so lonely Got the feeling I can't shed It might seem like a premonition But you're a long time dead Gonna be a long time dead Misery, the devil's in my head The seasons had already turned The wind began to howl A change of fortune is what I need And there was little doubt That they had never heard my testimony Not a single word I said Well, the judge, he whispered in my ears Gonna be a long time dead Gonna be a long time dead Misery, the devil's in my head Came down to your riverside And I saw you standing there Pocketful of moonbeams You had henna in your hair And I never felt so lonely Got the feeling I can't shed It might seem like a premonition But a long time dead Gonna be, gonna be a long time dead A long time dead |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
Last night I wandered
In sleeps velvet veil On dream crystal potions Behind silken sails Cold marble laughter Is taking my mind 2 a world of illusion Spaceless in time Oh Magdalaine listen 2 my call Magdalaine catch me when I fall For years I have wandered In solitude cried I reach out 2 touch The love so denied Smell of magnolia Your presence is near My love is eternal Perfect and clear Magdalaine listen 2 my call Catch me when I fall Lost as the ocean High as the sky Voices violent eyes Ruby death and stormy skies Zodiac child of fire Everlasting sweet desire Magdalaine listen 2 my call Magdalaine catch me when I fall |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
Somewhere from another time
Asiatic death Yellow fever bodies writhe Sugar on my breath Is this the final curtain I don't believe what's happening She hides behind a veil of tears Plays upon my darkest fears yea She's malaria She's malaria Swamp fever Water black as mud Strength fading Demon hold Hungry 4 my blood So desperately I cling 2 life Pain I know I must survive Entity I see the eyes I can't forget Caught between this world and the next Misery She's malaria She's malaria She's malaria |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
I said I didn't want
To cause you any misery It's got to be that I could never You said anywhere you go I'm coming with you And that's alright, I think I like that I know you were standing by me When the walls came down You stood your ground And that's alright, yeah All right, you can make a difference With a single word I think you heard That I'm the man in the moon That I'm the man in the moon Coming to get you Coming to get you Made a selection Got a connection to you now Hey girl, if you should ever want me You just look outside I'm in the sky, I'm shining down now Shine on silver moon Shall be just like your sanctuary The man inside that moon is me, yeah I know you were standing by When the walls came down You stood your ground And that's alright, yeah All right, you can make a difference With a single word I think you heard {Chorus} Stars are falling Stars are falling Stars are falling on my head Stars are falling Stars are falling Stars are falling on my head I said I didn't want To cause you any misery It's got to be that I could never You said anywhere you go I'm coming with you And that's alright I think I like that {Chorus} |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
I can see now that you're darker
Than the rolling hills at night You're standing right before me Yet somehow still you're out of sight And I can't forget the evening You came knocking on my door And the dark gift that you gave me As my life spilled on the floor You whispered one word One word One word One word Mine Eyes that dance like fire Shadows spilling from your hair And you gave your love so freely To my white flesh lying bare And I never drank so deeply As I did my dying day You filled me so completely That you washed my soul away You whispered one word One word One word One word Mine I want to hold you Please let me hold you I've got to touch you Please let me touch you I've got to feel you I need to love you I'm not gonna hurt you Mine You whispered one word Mine |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
When I saw you on the corner
You looked like the cover of a magazine And I thought to myself She's about the finest thing I've ever seen Baby my blood was burning up I saw your face, wanted your love Looked in your eyes, it felt so right My Koo Ka Choo I am crazy for you Girl you put a spell on me My Koo Ka Choo Everything you do Going down in history She was out here for the summer All alone and I could tell you needed a man She said her nights were so lonely And I just told her that I understand I look at you, You look at me We can't deny, It's destiny Always remember the summer with me My Koo Ka Choo I am crazy for you Girl you put a spell on me My Koo Ka Choo Everything you do Going down in history My Koo Ka Choo I'll tell what I'll do Take you just a little bit higher My Koo Ka Choo I'm standing next to you Baby can you feel my fire She's a mystery That girl's a fantasy My Koo Ka Choo I am crazy for you Girl you put a spell on me My Koo Ka Choo Everything you do Going down in history My Koo Ka Choo I'll tell what I'll do Take you just a little bit higher My Koo Ka Choo I'm standing next to you Baby can you feel my fire |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Your daddy works in porno
Now that mommy's not around She used to love her heroin But now she's underground So you stay out late at night And you do your coke for free Drivin' your friends crazy With your life's insanity Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Sowin' all your wild oats In another's luxuries Yesterday was Tuesday Maybe Thursday you can sleep But school starts much too early And this hotel wasn't free So party till your connection call Honey I'll return the key [Chorus:] Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Well, well, well you never can tell Well, well, well my Michelle Everyone needs love You know that it's true Someday you'll find someone That'll fall in love with you But oh the time it takes When you're all alone Someday you'll find someone That you can call your own But till then ya better... Now you're clean And so discreet I won't say a word But most of all this song is true Case you haven't heard So c'mon and stop your cryin' 'Cause we both know money burns Honey don't stop tryin; An you'll get what you deserve [Chorus] |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
Hey little girl
Why u fooling around Why u always gotta be puttin' me down U don't know what I'm talking about So hey little girl better stop putting out I've been walking in my sleep Can you give me what I need Chorus It's never enough just to hold you It's never enough just to please you Ooh baby it's never enough You take and you take all you can Now I need to understand It's never enough Baby bye bye Hey little girl you're a heartbreaker Why u gotta be such a dictator U don't care about how I feel Why u always gotta be spinning your wheels I've been walking in my sleep Can you give me what I need Chorus |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Hey little girl
Why u fooling around Why u always gotta be puttin' me down U don't know what I'm talking about So hey little girl better stop putting out I've been walking in my sleep Can you give me what I need Chorus It's never enough just to hold you It's never enough just to please you Ooh baby it's never enough You take and you take all you can Now I need to understand It's never enough Baby bye bye Hey little girl you're a heartbreaker Why u gotta be such a dictator U don't care about how I feel Why u always gotta be spinning your wheels I've been walking in my sleep Can you give me what I need Chorus |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
And I will live up to your worst expectation Protect me, infect me, dissect me, inject me Elect and suspect me again and again Be careful what you say I'm the voice you hear inside It's you that I'll betray Your head when you sleep at night You'll never get away You crucify the one you see But he is you and you are me I am your world and I'll never stop turning I am the flame that's eternally burning Hear me, you'll fear me, you'll love and endear me You'll kill to get near me, again and again Be careful what you say I'm the needle in your vein It's you that I'll betray I keep you safe from all your pain You'll never get away I'm the hand that twists the knife Take your stupid life X marks the spot Be careful what you say I'm the voice you hear inside It's you that I'll betray Your head when you sleep at night You crucify the one you see But he is you and you are me You'll never get away Elect me, suspect me Be careful what you say You'll want to protect me It's you that I'll betray Love and endear me You'll kill to get near me Next |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
Come on Jane, I wanna hold ya tight, yeah
Give ya love, make you feel alright, yeah I say the things that you wanna hear I'm gonna whisper in your ear. Show no mercy Show no mercy Show no mercy But did you think you were the only one Just a victim of a love and run Lonely heart and a woman in black I broke your heart and I ain't coming back And I'm sorry if I broke your dream Watch your life come apart at the seam I know it ain't fair I broke your heart, yeah yeah Show no mercy Show no mercy Show no mercy I'll be standing in the shadows of love Hey yeah, so I'm indiscreet Shattered dolls and a fait accompli I wonder why, why I keep up the chase I'm just a fool for a pretty face Show no mercy Show no mercy Show no mercy |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Well it was raining that December
I was turning 23 On my way to Hollywood via Tennessee I was looking for adventure I was hooked on L.S.D. I was dreamin' bout the girls That were goin' down on me I'll just stay and spend the night With you 'cause I know you ain't Got nothing better to do Well I was feeling pretty thin It was lookin' pretty grim Got a herd of hurdy gurdies At the Rainbow Bar & Grill Well she ain't too fuckin' pretty But she ain't my fuckin' wife As long as I don't end up On the back side of her knife I'll just stay and spend the night With you 'cause I know you ain't Got nothing better to do So I hooked up with a band Second baddest in the land Eating sushi in Oklahoma Smokin' green bud in Japan But the wheels they keep on turnin' 20 people in the crowd But I love to hear 'em scream When we're bringin' down the house I'll just stay and spend the night With you 'cause I know you ain't Got nothing better to do |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
We're lost at the edge of time
No money, it ain't a crime Doing things the way that I choose Gonna make the front page news My finger on the gun Bang, bang, gets things done You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, paying your dues Gonna sing the young man blues You got nothing, nothing to lose I want dollars, sex, instant fame Let it rock, the name of the game Steal a car, and I'm ready to fight Fat cop gonna read ya your rights I'm lost on the heartbreak zone Hold tight, don't let go, no, no, no You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, pay your dues Gonna sing the young man blues Fall from grace, child in time Born of thunder, one of a kind Fire and ice, battle cry Powers within, they multiply, yeah Oh... Loose gun and I can't be beat White trash kickin' the street A city brat gone far from home A city brat don't want anymore, My finger on the gun A bang, bang gets things done Yeah, yeah, yeah You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, paying your dues Gonna sing the young man dues You got nothing You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, paying your dues Gonna sing the young man blues You got nothing, nothing to lose You gotta scream and fight Hey, hey, yeah, hey, hey, yeah Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa No, no, no, no, no, no Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, Yeah |
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from L.A. Guns - Hollywood Raw-The Original Sessions (2005)
We're lost at the edge of time
No money, it ain't a crime Doing things the way that I choose Gonna make the front page news My finger on the gun Bang, bang, gets things done You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, paying your dues Gonna sing the young man blues You got nothing, nothing to lose I want dollars, sex, instant fame Let it rock, the name of the game Steal a car, and I'm ready to fight Fat cop gonna read ya your rights I'm lost on the heartbreak zone Hold tight, don't let go, no, no, no You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, pay your dues Gonna sing the young man blues Fall from grace, child in time Born of thunder, one of a kind Fire and ice, battle cry Powers within, they multiply, yeah Oh... Loose gun and I can't be beat White trash kickin' the street A city brat gone far from home A city brat don't want anymore, My finger on the gun A bang, bang gets things done Yeah, yeah, yeah You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, paying your dues Gonna sing the young man dues You got nothing You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, paying your dues Gonna sing the young man blues You got nothing, nothing to lose You gotta scream and fight Hey, hey, yeah, hey, hey, yeah Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa No, no, no, no, no, no Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, Yeah |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
Angel mercy, tears like rain
Hurt so good, can't feel no pain Paint it black, drives me insane So far gone I'm not the same You give me one more reason One more reason to die Yo'be blood with no regrets English words, they won't forget Crimes of passion, cigarettes Move by night he won't suspect That you give me one more reason One more reason to die And I ask myself the same question Every night What makes me restless What makes me fight Car ahead eliminate Smoking gun That sealed their fate Flesh and blood to instigate 85 dollars Ain't she great You give me one more reason One more reason to die - |
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from L.A. Guns - Hollywood Raw-The Original Sessions (2005)
Angel mercy, tears like rain
Hurt so good, can't feel no pain Paint it black, drives me insane So far gone I'm not the same You give me one more reason One more reason to die Yo'be blood with no regrets English words, they won't forget Crimes of passion, cigarettes Move by night he won't suspect That you give me one more reason One more reason to die And I ask myself the same question Every night What makes me restless What makes me fight Car ahead eliminate Smoking gun That sealed their fate Flesh and blood to instigate 85 dollars Ain't she great You give me one more reason One more reason to die - |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Angel mercy, tears like rain
Hurt so good, can't feel no pain Paint it black, drives me insane So far gone I'm not the same You give me one more reason One more reason to die Yo'be blood with no regrets English words, they won't forget Crimes of passion, cigarettes Move by night he won't suspect That you give me one more reason One more reason to die And I ask myself the same question Every night What makes me restless What makes me fight Car ahead eliminate Smoking gun That sealed their fate Flesh and blood to instigate 85 dollars Ain't she great You give me one more reason One more reason to die - |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
World is turning still, it always will
I could get my fill, but something went wrong I needed a reason, but where did it go A change in the season when you came along I took a ride with her one way ticket to love And then she took me, it wasn't the same Living is easy, life is a game Both of us leading a life of despair Searching for heaven, it wasn't there So I took a ride with her one way ticket to love Spinning my wheels around, I couldn't get enough No destination, she's the girl I've been dreaming of I took a ride with her one way ticket to love I took a ride with her one way ticket to love Now I'm breaking stones, slamming doors Breakin' me, breakin' me, breakin' me One way ticket to love One way ticket to love One way ticket, One way ticket to love (Oh, whoa, oh, oh) Spinning my wheels One way ticket, one way ticket to love (round and round and round I go) Spinning my wheels One way ticket, one way ticket to love (round and round and round I go) Ticket to love |
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from L.A. Guns - Hollywood Raw-The Original Sessions (2005)
World is turning still, it always will
I could get my fill, but something went wrong I needed a reason, but where did it go A change in the season when you came along I took a ride with her one way ticket to love And then she took me, it wasn't the same Living is easy, life is a game Both of us leading a life of despair Searching for heaven, it wasn't there So I took a ride with her one way ticket to love Spinning my wheels around, I couldn't get enough No destination, she's the girl I've been dreaming of I took a ride with her one way ticket to love I took a ride with her one way ticket to love Now I'm breaking stones, slamming doors Breakin' me, breakin' me, breakin' me One way ticket to love One way ticket to love One way ticket, One way ticket to love (Oh, whoa, oh, oh) Spinning my wheels One way ticket, one way ticket to love (round and round and round I go) Spinning my wheels One way ticket, one way ticket to love (round and round and round I go) Ticket to love |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
Betty Bunion was a strange little fish
She could teach a boy a thing or two Just grab an ankle and you can make a wish And she can fly you to the moon Sweet Sally Seagull was a gypsy and a tramp I wouldn't know but I've been told Once you get in there it's a little cold and damp Ain't the kinda woman you can hold To the left and to the right Nothing in between Out of mind and outta sight Lost inside a dream Mother Mary Maple's been sleeping with the lord Never seen a woman so confused If you should ask me I'd say that she was bored Never seen a bible so abused To the left and to the right Nothing in between Out of mind and outta sight Lost inside a dream Penelope the Pirate was a pin ball machine She had two triggers on her hips You could play her all night and never find the seam Just make sure the balance never tips |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
Yeah I got the music cranking, Japanese TV My head is full of jasmine smoke I can hardly breathe Turquoise dragons slip and slide Sliding down my back I'm standing on this cold, thin ice And I'm about to crack I'm over I'm over Over the edge Seven candles burn so bright The full moon behind a veil The ocean crashing in my head Outside the sirens wail Jet black is my dirty hair Jet black my heart and car My lips are red, my skin snow white My face is battle scarred I no longer feel the pain No longer feel my love Just the air conditioner And some help from the Lord above Caughing up pieces of my broken heart My eyes work like radar I'm lyin' in the afterglow How'd I ever get this far I'm over I'm over Over the edge |
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from Point Break (폭풍 속으로) by Mark Isham [ost] (1991)
Yeah I got the music cranking, Japanese TV
My head is full of jasmine smoke I can hardly breathe Turquoise dragons slip and slide Sliding down my back I'm standing on this cold, thin ice And I'm about to crack I'm over I'm over Over the edge Seven candles burn so bright The full moon behind a veil The ocean crashing in my head Outside the sirens wail Jet black is my dirty hair Jet black my heart and car My lips are red, my skin snow white My face is battle scarred I no longer feel the pain No longer feel my love Just the air conditioner And some help from the Lord above Caughing up pieces of my broken heart My eyes work like radar I'm lyin' in the afterglow How'd I ever get this far I'm over I'm over Over the edge |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Yeah I got the music cranking, Japanese TV
My head is full of jasmine smoke I can hardly breathe Turquoise dragons slip and slide Sliding down my back I'm standing on this cold, thin ice And I'm about to crack I'm over I'm over Over the edge Seven candles burn so bright The full moon behind a veil The ocean crashing in my head Outside the sirens wail Jet black is my dirty hair Jet black my heart and car My lips are red, my skin snow white My face is battle scarred I no longer feel the pain No longer feel my love Just the air conditioner And some help from the Lord above Caughing up pieces of my broken heart My eyes work like radar I'm lyin' in the afterglow How'd I ever get this far I'm over I'm over Over the edge |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
I said go away
I don't want to play today I kicked my dog today Didn't like him anyway I killed my mom today There is nothing left to say Except for this, I'm pissed I went to jail today Hope that big fat slob ain't gay I killed them all today There is nothing left to say Except for this, I'm pissed And I know that you're feeling it too Something about the way that you look I can see it in your eyes, false hopes fed by lies You're not alone my friend, you'll see it in the end And I'll be waiting for you I took a ride today The threw the switch, I went away Eyes are fried just like eggs Lost control between my legs Doesn't matter anyway There is nothing left to say Except for this, I'm pissed |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
Midnight and I'm ready 2 move
Don't need a reason I got the groove My fire is burning it burns hot When I start I'm working can't stop Don't need permission don't need a cue My motor's running and I'm coming after u Hold me baby hold me tight You feel so good in the middle of the night Rip and Tear Rockin' the house down Taking the dare Rip and Tear Mulholland woman She don't care I need some action I need the chase I'm riding hard and I'm thinking 'bout your face Nice n'sleazy got the stuff What you're giving me I never get enough Load up momma load my gun I shout 4 thrills and I'm second 2 none Hold me baby hold me tight U look so good in the middle of the night Rip and Tear Rockin' the house down Taking the dare Rip and Tear Mulholland woman She don't care She don't care she don't care She's takin' me high tonight In the sky tonight Star crust lover Baby broken heart Trail blazin' moma Dressing for the part Hardly Keats I know But add a little burbon and lotsa noize And it sounds good to me |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Midnight and I'm ready 2 move
Don't need a reason I got the groove My fire is burning it burns hot When I start I'm working can't stop Don't need permission don't need a cue My motor's running and I'm coming after u Hold me baby hold me tight You feel so good in the middle of the night Chorus Rip and Tear Rockin' the house down Taking the dare Rip and Tear Mulholland woman She don't care I need some action I need the chase I'm riding hard and I'm thinking 'bout your face Nice n'sleazy got the stuff What you're giving me I never get enough Load up momma load my gun I shout 4 thrills and I'm second 2 none Hold me baby hold me tight U look so good in the middle of the night Chorus She don't care she don't care She's takin' me high tonight In the sky tonight |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Make a wish in a water fly
Trust your heart I will make you cry I only hope that it'll last forever I know that it's now or never Hey yeah, don't you know me Hey yeah, why don't you show me Hey yeah, where I'm going in Spend a night by the candle fire I don't bid you and I know it's bad No word and I send relation No word and I wanna forget you Hey yeah, don't you know me Hey yeah, why don't you show me Hey yeah, here I go again I can't see buy I know that you are running You were lost inside my dream I can't touch you but I know that you believe You were lost inside, lost inside my dream Lost within my dream, yeah Make a wish in a water fly Trust your heart I will make you cry I only hope that it'll last forever I know that it's now or never Hey yeah, don't you know me Hey yeah, why don't you show me Hey yeah, where I go again I can't see but I know that you are running You were lost inside my dream I can't touch you but I know that you believe You were lost inside, lost inside my I can't feel ya but I know that you are running You were lost inside my dream I can't touch you but I know that you believe You were lost inside, lost inside my dream Lost inside my dream, lost inside my dream Lost inside my dream... |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
How come every time I think I've got it all worked out
Some one comes and turns it over, turns it upside down I ride these city streets at night Sometimes I do things that ain't right A lonely heart, tears me apart Some times I just want to scream Should we all go down together, I don't really care Rather lose in Babylon than make it anywhere I rode this town for 13 years I've seen sinners, saints and queers You best believe, you can never leave Some times I just want to scream You make me scream (x 10) How come every time I think I've got it all worked out Some one comes and turns it over, turns it upside down I rode this town for 13 years I've seen sinners, saints and queers You best believe, you can never leave Some times I just want to scream |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
Talk about love
Talk about love I've been around this great big world yeah Had my share of shady deals and girls hey Now I've been thinking of the coming attraction The wink of an eye and the gleam of satisfaction Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes never get enough of that sex action Baby knows wherever she goes She got sex action Howze baby I got the potion You're a cool operator got the machine in motion Now we're all alone doing all the talking She's got me on my back Let her fingers do the walking Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes I never get enough of her sex action Baby knows wherever she goes She got sex action Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes I never get enough of that sex action S E X who's next yeah sex action And it always feels so good Girl she got style Boy she got sleaze Ah she's knocking them dead She's got me down on my knees Now listen I'm a sex gun lover in the heat of the night Don't run for cover I got you in my sights Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes I never get enough of that sex action Baby knows wherever she goes there'll be sex action S E X I know who's next for sex action Baby knows wherever she goes she's gonna get it she's gonna get it I'm gonna give to her yeah she's gonna get it sex sex |
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from L.A. Guns - Hollywood Raw-The Original Sessions (2005)
Talk about love
Talk about love I've been around this great big world yeah Had my share of shady deals and girls hey Now I've been thinking of the coming attraction The wink of an eye and the gleam of satisfaction Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes never get enough of that sex action Baby knows wherever she goes She got sex action Howze baby I got the potion You're a cool operator got the machine in motion Now we're all alone doing all the talking She's got me on my back Let her fingers do the walking Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes I never get enough of her sex action Baby knows wherever she goes She got sex action Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes I never get enough of that sex action S E X who's next yeah sex action And it always feels so good Girl she got style Boy she got sleaze Ah she's knocking them dead She's got me down on my knees Now listen I'm a sex gun lover in the heat of the night Don't run for cover I got you in my sights Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes I never get enough of that sex action Baby knows wherever she goes there'll be sex action S E X I know who's next for sex action Baby knows wherever she goes she's gonna get it she's gonna get it I'm gonna give to her yeah she's gonna get it sex sex |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Talk about love
Talk about love I've been around this great big world yeah Had my share of shady deals and girls hey Now I've been thinking of the coming attraction The wink of an eye and the gleam of satisfaction Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes never get enough of that sex action Baby knows wherever she goes She got sex action Howze baby I got the potion You're a cool operator got the machine in motion Now we're all alone doing all the talking She's got me on my back Let her fingers do the walking Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes I never get enough of her sex action Baby knows wherever she goes She got sex action Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes I never get enough of that sex action S E X who's next yeah sex action And it always feels so good Girl she got style Boy she got sleaze Ah she's knocking them dead She's got me down on my knees Now listen I'm a sex gun lover in the heat of the night Don't run for cover I got you in my sights Talk about love Talk about love Here she comes I never get enough of that sex action Baby knows wherever she goes there'll be sex action S E X I know who's next for sex action Baby knows wherever she goes she's gonna get it she's gonna get it I'm gonna give to her yeah she's gonna get it sex sex |
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from L.A. Guns - L.A. Guns (1988)
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Whoa Bright lights are shining Moves in the dark The city streets are empty now Except for dogs that bark Footsteps like thunder Underneath the stars Alley ways come alive at night, yeah Trouble isn't far Born to run, born to fight We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Into the night, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Sleeping in the gutters I'm dirty as a rat Hiding out in doorways For the next attack Cop chase in the moonlight Church bells, they chime Cold blood is running It happens all the time Born to run, born to fight We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Into the night, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Born to run, born to fight We shoot for thrills, yean, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Into the night, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Baby, is there anyone? Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Oh! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! |
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from L.A. Guns - Hollywood Raw-The Original Sessions (2005)
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Whoa Bright lights are shining Moves in the dark The city streets are empty now Except for dogs that bark Footsteps like thunder Underneath the stars Alley ways come alive at night, yeah Trouble isn't far Born to run, born to fight We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Into the night, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Sleeping in the gutters I'm dirty as a rat Hiding out in doorways For the next attack Cop chase in the moonlight Church bells, they chime Cold blood is running It happens all the time Born to run, born to fight We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Into the night, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Born to run, born to fight We shoot for thrills, yean, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Into the night, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Baby, is there anyone? Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Oh! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
Kamikaze hit man
Love on the run No mercy 4 the children Of the night U tangle on my brain U drive me insane I want what u got No surprise Cold sweat my hands shake No point getting excited She's on the case Knock u off your rocker Like a slap in the face U fuss u fight U think u got the right Make love the camera never lies We got the power We got the moves 14 thousand killer watts Just 2 make u groove And it's just Like smoking lightning No point getting excited She's on the case Knock u off your rocker Like a slap in the face |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Kamikaze hit man
Love on the run No mercy 4 the children Of the night U tangle on my brain U drive me insane I want what u got No surprise Cold sweat my hands shake No point getting excited She's on the case Knock u off your rocker Like a slap in the face U fuss u fight U think u got the right Make love the camera never lies We got the power We got the moves 14 thousand killer watts Just 2 make u groove And it's just Like smoking lightning No point getting excited She's on the case Knock u off your rocker Like a slap in the face |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
Baby lives in a trailer park
Only comes out after dark Hates her mom hates the old man Don't like living in a caravan Oh taxi cab It ain't nice 4 girls 2 grab She's leaving town on a greyhound bus Doing time 4 your baby Sleazy Come Easy Go Doing time 4 your man Anyway u can New York City, Hollywood Just like she always knew she would She's riding high she's playing the game Moving fast as a hurricane Oh taxi cab It ain't nice 4 girls 2 grab don't make a sound don't make a fuss Doing time 4 your baby Sleazy Come Easy Go Doing time 4 your man Anyway u can Private plane crystal queen best Peruvian You've ever seen Lady luck took a dive She's in stir doing 3 to 5 Oh where's that cab, I told you it ain't nice 2 grab She's leaving town in a greyhound bus Doing time 4 your baby Sleazy Come Easy Go Doing time 4 your man Anyway u can |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Hollywood Vampires (1991)
Somewhere south of the border
Headin' for a doll serenade Taking more than we aughta' Shakin' off the masquerade Lonely, she decided to see ya' Get enough for her on the side When the heat arrived at the motel Whole town stayed inside Some lie for love Some lie for fame Some lie for trust Some lie in vain Some lie for love Some lie for gain But I lie for you In the pouring rain Move on up to the Bayou With the same old set of rules You get nothin' for nothin' And that's a fact When you're tied to the ship of fools Alice looking over her shoulder Like a Chinese diplomat Daring anyone to hold her With a smile like a Cheshire cat Some lie for love Some lie for fame Some lie for trust Some lie in vain Some lie for love Some lie for gain But I lie for you (Yeah, Baby) In the pouring rain Shakin' to a halt on a Voodoo Second oldest trick in the book No one does it quite like you do When you start you can never Stop...never stop On my way to a seance Met a gypsy renegade Crossed my palm with silver In my heart put a jagged stake Some lie for love Some lie for fame Some lie for trust Some lie in vain Some lie for love Some lie for gain But I lie for you (Yeah, Baby) In the pouring rain |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
> I've been feeling a little weird
Can't hold back all these lonely tears Sky turns black, senseless shapes appear Gold horizons have disappeared Sad reflections of better times Love lies bleeding and left to die Better you don't look in her eyes Or fall in to her web of lies Sooner than later she will cast her evil spell on you It's already way too late to cry In the spiders web I've been feeling a little weird Can't hold back all these lonely tears Ice flows cold through your stone black heart Made self pity into an art I was caught in your spider's web Sucked me dry and left for dead What have you done now, what are you doing? I pity the poor fool in your bed While he lay sleeping put the gun up to his head Turn on the light switch and your dead In the spiders web I've been feeling a little weird Can't hold back all these lonely tears What have you done now, what are you doing? I pity the poor fool in your bed While he lay sleeping put the gun up to his head Turn on the light switch and your dead In the spiders web I've been feeling a little weird Can't hold back all these lonely tears |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
Watch the seconds turn to hours
See the sunshine turn to shadows It could be so easy If I just had time Baby please believe me You're always on my mind We could work it out If we just had time Can't stop the wheels are turning Can't stop the fire from burning Can't give when I should say Can't take to try somebody Can't stop the wheels from turning Can't stop the fire from burning Can't give when I should say Can't take to try somebody Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah If I just had time Well I think that I could make it right If I just had time You're so kind-souled, you're so sweet Makes me nervous when we meet It could be so easy If I just had time Baby please believe me You're always on my mind It could be so easy If we just had time Can't stop the wheels are turning Can't stop the fire from burning Can't give when I should say Can't take to try somebody Can't stop the wheels from turning Can't stop the fire from burning Can't give when I should say Can't take to try somebody Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah If I just had time Well I think that I could make it right If I just had time |
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from L.A. Guns, L.A. Guns - Man In The Moon (2001)
Nobody's ever gonna tell you
Nobody in the world could ever know And even though they try and take it There's no way I could ever let you go Once I thought we'd last forever Had the strength to keep it all together With a little understanding Could have been a better ending Turn it around Turn it around Very slow Turn it around Turn it around Don't let go Turn it around Turn it around Turn it around Nobody ever gonna take it Nobody in the world could get that close And even though they try and take it There's no way I could ever let you go Never gonna give up trying But deep inside I know we both are dying, I used to think we'd last forever Had the strength to keep it all together (chorus) |
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from L.A. Guns - American Hardcore (1996)
Pretty as a picture hanging on the wall
But the wall is cracking and you, you're gonna fall The world is tumbling and your colors bleed Your frame is so tight that you, you gotta get free Feel this, I feel nothing Fear this, I fear nothing Feel this, I feel nothing Fear this, feel me! Pray for me, I'm turned around Something lost, that can't be found Beneath my feet there is no ground Oh my God what is that sound It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act It's the most unnatural act, unnatural act Deader than a doorknob, lying in the ground But your body warms me and you, you can't make a sound Your flesh is frigid and your lips are blue But your words were colder when I used to love you Feel this, I feel nothing Fear this, I fear nothing Feel this, I feel nothing Fear this, fear me! Pray for me, I'm turned around Something lost that can't be found Beneath my feet there is no ground Oh my God what is that sound |
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from L.A. Guns - Cocked & Loaded (1989)
I've been dreaming 'bout this night
Praise the lord 2 make things right Hold so tight 2 your embrace Feel your breath against my face Hey baby I've got plans 4 u There ain't nothing I won't do Set the spark that sets my soul on fire I'll take u higher, higher, higher I'm burning baby can't u see my heart's aflame I'll be the 1 u call by name There's no denying that u just take the pain I'll never ever break the chain Innocence fuels my desire Wheels Of Fire Darkness falls my blood starts racing My heart's beating like a drum Beating out like a jungle rhythm 4 beats 2 the bar Falling down like thunder from heaven Shooting Star I'm burning baby can't u see my heart's aflame I'll be the 1 u call by name There's no denying that u just take the pain I'll never ever break the chain Innocence fuels my desire Wheels Of Fire |
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from L.A. Guns - Ultimate (2006)
I've been dreaming 'bout this night
Praise the lord 2 make things right Hold so tight 2 your embrace Feel your breath against my face Hey baby I've got plans 4 u There ain't nothing I won't do Set the spark that sets my soul on fire I'll take u higher, higher, higher I'm burning baby can't u see my heart's aflame I'll be the 1 u call by name There's no denying that u just take the pain I'll never ever break the chain Innocence fuels my desire Wheels Of Fire Darkness falls my blood starts racing My heart's beating like a drum Beating out like a jungle rhythm 4 beats 2 the bar Falling down like thunder from heaven Shooting Star I'm burning baby can't u see my heart's aflame I'll be the 1 u call by name There's no denying that u just take the pain I'll never ever break the chain Innocence fuels my desire Wheels Of Fire |
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