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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
Angel wore a green bar for a living
Sleeping in the sand every-night Cindy's holding protests But it ain'tno use to blame Both sides feel the pain tonight Hold yourself real tight Deny... Votes down, now fight! The ground bleeds fire, hope they're watching my back Eyes burning and my muscles eat glass Kiss my frag, hope it sets me free As I pray to the sky Breakdown the door with a one legged huh! Graduate, now you've worn your gun in Now you're one... Best be prayin' to the sky You're dancing out your head, a free fall.... You see your angel flying Your heart is dying You never saw it coming Might be right up ahead Chasing a shadow that's moving through ash You hold her in your minds as your way to get back home And she prays to the sky While the frozen shock lights the back of your face Only seen the sun for a hundred and two days Hits you right between the eyes You're dancing ougt your head, a free fall... You see your angel flying Your heart is dying Will you see it coming? Might be right up ahead Now many ways can you hold on If you know I believe in you? The ground bleeds fire and your eyes burn green But you gotta believe that we're all born free Not just left to do or die You're dancing ougt your head, a free fall... You see your angel flying Your heart is dying Will you see it coming? Might be right up ahead |
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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
I am the son who believed in the call
Standing beside you I witness it all Walk hand in hand through cities of clay Far from the ocean so far from the ocean You wonder why Don't you know someone you'd die for? Put on my blue suede shoes all for you... I'm not a trophy you hang on your wall Levy illusion rob Peter pay Paul I brave the distance I take the fall Of extreme words unspoken with deeper devotion Free to decide Salute the lives laid down before me Put on my blue suede shoes ah... Red, white and blue suede shoes all for you... One look around Won't you see someone you live for? Put on my blue suede shoes ah... Red, white and blue suede shoes all for you... |
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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
> Dear Jane
Am I going down in flames While you're playin' me like a game And I'm this far from home? Good Luck Turned up your pretty face Sent my heart into outer space Am I out here alone? I might be off But it feels like its all gone wrong You're not alone And when I call You're not at home But you know that I'm still wishing I'll be out back digging for a four leaf clover You say Everything here's ok Don't worry while you're away Ill be your reason why They say I'm just a paranoid Pushing Prozac and quoting Freud But there's no cure for goodbye There's a word On the top of my head now it's gone Or was it love? Cause when I call You're not at home But you know that I'm still wishing I'll be out back digging for a four leaf clover Tell me I'm wrong I'm hanging on But you're not at home Don't you know that I'm still wishing? I'll be out back digging for a four leaf clover Dear Jane Can you hear what I have to say? Are you leaving or will you stay Or lying to keep me alive? Is your Jody sneaking in your back door? Is your Jody sneaking out your back door? |
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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
Charlie Foxtrot
This one's a long shot My one way out is melting in my hands Nearly the bitter end Out in one piece again March through this dream With my M16 Mind's busting seams Grip my M16 Thoughts are reeling People screaming No chance I'll ever be the same again Blindfold the freaks in my head All they can see is red March through this dream With my M16 Mind's busting seams Grip my M16 Human machine Spreading democracy with my M16 Charlie Foxtrot This one's a long shot My one way out is melting in my hands Nearly the bitter end Out in one piece again March through this dream With my M16 Mind's busting seams Grip my M16 American dream Flowing through my magazine Like blood of human machine To spread democracy You see we come in peace |
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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
You stopped believing
Left your will behind It's getting late Good luck is hard to find Might take a supernova To blast your way out of the grind The voice in your head is screaming... what you already know This is it Your great escape Are you in or out? Live on your vision It's all you got When it's said and done You owe no-one What ya waiting for? You've heard it all before From A to Z Everyone telling you What you should be Might take a hurricane To blow your mind and set you free Don't need to look far to see it... what you already know Here it is Your Great Escape Are you in or out? Live on your vision It's all you got When it's said and done You owe no-one When your numbers up You got to take your one best shot |
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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
You parted the red sea
And woke this in me Unveiled a world deep in my need Your essence calling Can't keep from falling Into your world I will come crawling Out of the light Into the night Two worlds ignite Gone in the sweet abyss I will cease to exist disappear in your love Lost in your holy bliss Your everlasting kiss disappear in your love I feel your presence Can taste your essence I hold you in me like a prayer Your every motion Magic explosion Lost without you in despair Let it begin I breathe you in Vanish again Gone in the sweet abyss I will cease to exist disappear in your love Lost in your holy bliss Your everlasting kiss disappear in your love |
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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
Crazy, wake up
Outside the signs are pointing east And she's drifting away She takes her heartbreak to go She knows I'll understand No change of plan Her love was already gone Before we came undone She runs like rivers and rain I looked away on a day like today... Easy, distance She plays it cool inside she's hoping Love will be there Afraid this road never ends She pretends to like to this way I can't make her stay Her love was already gone Before we came undone She runs like rivers and rain I'll never be the same Her love was already gone I looked away on a day like today... But something's telling me That you want me to say Just stay But I'm broken We're just the same you know We're letting it go Crazy, wake up Inside the signs are pointing west And I'm driving away I take my heartbreak to go 'Cause I know She won't look back No change of plan Our love was already gone Before we came undone We run like rivers and rain We'll never be the same Our love was already gone Before we came undone We run like rivers and rain We looked away on a day like today... |
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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
He took a shot
He aimed it well Her eyes were closed He whispered she must never tell She had no choice One little voice All girls grow up in time But she still pays the price Dead trust - he's the killer Can't keep it buried in her Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels Love lives - she can feel it Her soul he couldn't steal it She's selling her secrets to get out of hell Bar full of flies She's holdin' back Won't be the first time That she's tried, won't be the last Can't fill the void Can't be destroyed Bad endings start somewhere It's time for truth or dare Dead trust - he's the killer Can't keep it buried in her Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels Love lives - she can feel it Her soul he couldn't steal it She's selling her secrets to get out of hell She took a shot She aimed it well His eyes were closed She whispered, See you in hell They heard the bang Couldn't give a damn Short flight to Mexico This time she'll let it go Dead trust - He's the killer Can't keep it buried in her Tradin' in bruises for highway hotels Love lives - she can feel it Her soul he couldn't steal it She's selling her secrets to get out of hell |
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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
My land is wide
My skies are blue My goals are high My mark is you My hands are red My legs are long My word is spread Be it right or wrong Good luck getting me to commit My a.k.a. is hypocrite Rather be bullying the underfed And treat you like you got a hole in your head I go... Right round pushing out the riff raff No matter where it came from Never mind the wisdom Only see it my way Take it or the highway Welcome to the land of Generica My grass is green My bonds are junk My truth looks sheen My soul's in a funk My eyes are blind My talk is cheap My heart is fickle My tax is steep Try my McNuggets and a side of fries Just might kill you off but never-mind Call my doctor to set up a time Two hundred grand oughta do just fine I go... Right round pushing out the riff raff No matter where it came from Never mind the wisdom You only have two choices Guest list or black list Welcome to the land of Generica Don't go thinking outside of the box Might have to kick you right in the crotch Stick with me Mr. Stereotype You know it man, I'll keep you up on the hype I go... Right round imposing my creation Mass produce it for you Everything looks brand new Put it all on credit A hundred years to pay it Force you to agree While your smiling at me Whoopee! I go... Right round pushing out the riff raff No matter where it came from Never mind the wisdom Only see it my way Take it or the highway Welcome to the land of Generica, Generica |
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from Winger, Winger 4집 - Iv (2006)
Brave face in the final hour
Gave way to a higher power Raise the flag in the city street But nothing seems to go the way you planned You sent the word down from above To break the balls of your bully cuz But two wrongs ain't making right Now we're in so deep that there's no easy way out... No you can't take it back now The whole world has seen how You covered all your tracks and Wrapped yourself in blood red tape No doubt people should be free Be sure to practice what you preach Half good intentions can go either way Now we're in so deep that there's no easy way out... No you can't take it back now The whole world has seen how You covered all your tracks and Wrapped yourself in blood red tape Guess I'll see you in hell Don't you know we're all just the same man? Can't take it back now The whole world has seen how You covered all your tracks and Wrapped yourself in blood red tape Meanwhile you're spinning all the facts For you kaleidoscope escape Your diplomatic monkey wrench Claims it's self defense Spare no expense |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Into this world
Little boy brave Charity heart Faithfully plays Heal the scars Unto his eyes Salvage the goodness Of dreams never lived Dreams never died Again and again Again and again Haunted by the trust of a child With no place to go now Little boy brave Wanders the streets Faithfully plays But his broken arrows Once filled with pride Aimed and missed At the dreams never lived Dreams never died Again and again Again and again Haunted by the trust of a child Never give in Never give up Little boy brave Never lived Never died Appears to be Blind Revolution Mad The mercy ends Where the mercy began Seems justified I'm turnin' this around Jawbreaker Lawmaker Have it your way....... Ye-ah...Ye-ah...Ye-ah... Campaign smokescreen Glorifies the mainstream Cities on remote control Meanwhile vigilante gangs Dig their fangs into the streets They've overthrown While plastic faces Run for king of this Disassociation land I'm dying to find Anyone who understands Behold........ One more Blind Revolution Mad One more chance of a lifetime Rage runs rampant Always been abandoned Killin' for some pocket change Blames being force fed rules Governed by fools Slammin' you against the grain And the nation's glued to CNN To watch their own creation Behold One more Blind Revolution Mad One more chance of a lifetime One more Blind Revolution Mad Fee Fi Fo Fum One for all and all for one Don't try to stop me I've already gone crazy One for all and all for one Overthrow your kingdom come Don't try to stop me You're the reason I'm crazy Behold One more Blind Revolution Mad One more chance of a lifetime One more Blind Revolution Mad Mind in the gutter turned another boy bad Oh behold |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Days undercover
All out of sync Haven't paid the rent Even talking in my sleep My monkey's M.O. Is all out of commission I'm waiting for a good old-fashioned cure For my condition 'Cos I'm all out of charm And I'm all out of money Hanging Down Incognito Waiting for the sun to shine Fools to the left Jokers to the right Waitin' for the rest of us To come and take a bite But I'll wait it out Call it superstition I'll be fine for now Just reminiscing (Repeat Chorus) I just had to let it go Took all the pennies I had Threw 'em in the wishing well And I wish you well Days undercover All out of sync Haven't paid the rent Even talking in my sleep My monkey's M.O. Is all out of commission I'm waiting for a good old-fashioned cure For my condition (Repeat Chorus) Me and my amigos Down Incognito |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Woman Never before
Without a word I hear so much Woman Under the spell Every sin Holy in your touch It's all I feel It's all I see And all I know It must be you You're the spell I'm under You're the spell I'm under Woman How deep can I go Every inch born a new obsession Woman How did you know That I couldn't have helped myself From comin' closer To the oracle of faith taboo All my temptation Hooked on You- You're the spell I'm under Must be you You're the spell I'm under Feels like a drug My will revealed in your spell I remember... You're all I feel You're all I see Revolving in the need for You- You're the spell I'm under I know it must be you You're the spell I'm under Feels like a drug Didn't take very long |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Be a crime if I offended you
With my estranged religion I've been chain smoken cigarettes Since I felt my first ignition Don't want you to believe me Just want you to release me I'm the son of a preacher Ain't no angels in my head You're preachin' snow-white But the stain on your switchblade's red So don't expect no roses I never had much class Don't want Mona Lisa All I want is your trash In my veins Make it last For days Want your beast Need your rage Feel you burnin' up, sister In my veins Devil diggin' deeper I'm still hangin' by a thread Don't be talkin' about love Don't you know that superstition's dead And I ain't nobody' savior So don't expect no flash Don't want Mona Lisa All I want is your trash (Repeat Chorus) A graphic disposition Makes such a sexy girl You can turn the Kiss of Death Into Mother of Pearl Need your trash In my veins Make it last For days Want your beast In my cage Feel your burnin' up, sister In my veins |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
No sun would rise
In my silent heaven Without your love Lord knows I've tried But I keep looking into your empty eyes Don't take for granted I'll be lyin' here when the morning comes If there's still a chance, Tell me now But don't think I'll be waitin' around While you treat my love Like it's all a dime a dozen You don't feel the pain Baby you're the lucky one Every day and night I keep wondering Should I just tear out these pages Can't you see it girl You're the lucky one Who have you been lyin' to Is it me baby Or is it you How long would you trust Before your Lady Luck Gives you up Any truth to your promises Washed away before the war began If there's still a chance Tell me now (Repeat Chorus) Maybe it's true nothing lasts forever So they say So sad Baby without your love No sun would rise again But girl these open arms are gettin' tired And pretty soon I'm gonna walk away No you don't feel the pain Baby you're the lucky one And don't think I'll be waitin' around While you treat my love Like it's all a dime a dozen Can't you see it girl You're the lucky one You're the lucky one And every day and night I keep wonderin' Should I just tear out these pages Can't you see it girl It's you yeah You're the lucky one |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Times are changin'
We'd best beware The world is in the electric chair The state holds out its loving cup Singing power to the people But their power's corrupt Burning crosses and secretly Carry swastikas and M 16s Nevermind the pages of history It just keeps repeating, keeps repeating It's always the same Seems like nothing will ever change We pay to wear the blindfold Baby look out 'Cos they're movin' In for the kill In for the kill Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs to slaughter Just for the thrill Good things come to those who wait good advice just a bit too late Any chance for trust went up in smoke When a preacher's lust was sponsored by coke Day after day It's always the same We pay to wear the blindfold Baby look out 'Cos they're movin' In for the kill In for the kill Disbelievers drink poison water Time stands still Don't fill my eyes, fill my head Till I'm overloaded You talk and you talk and you talk But I don't hear anything Times are changin' There ain't no cure It's a wasteland One thing's for sure Ain't no gold to grind the axe So keep your fingers crossed While you're crossin' the tracks 'Cos good blind faith ain't good enough Baby's heat crumbled to dust Hooray for the Outlaw Keeps movin' In for the kill In for the kill Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs to slaughter Just for the thrill Don't fill my eyes, fill my head Till I'm overloaded You talk and you talk You know I don't hear it anymore But you keep on movin' In for the kill In for the kill Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs to slaughter Just for the thrill My word's no good, it's not enough |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Straight out of Abilene
He's bustin' at the seams Immune to whisky Man it's down to a shot of gasoline This ain't no Romeo This here's a one man show Livin' on a dare Thinkin' he'll become a legend One more fever diggin' for fools gold Fast lane freeway to the glory hole 'Cos he's Livin' it up In No Man's Land Tonight's the night Gonna get to heaven Livin' it up In No Man's Land Too fast to live Too young to die He named his limousine The Mississippi Queen Better never look inside 'Cos things get a little bit messy No This party never ends Plenty of so-called friends Prayin' to heroes They will never see again Where will you wind up I'll never know While on the fast land freeway to the glory hole 'Cos he's Livin' it up In No Man's Land Tonight's the night Gonna get to heaven Livin' it up In No Man's Land Too fast to live Too young to die One more fever diggin' for fools gold Fast lane freeway to the glory hole The headline read He finally made it No return Baby see him fly Livin' it up In No Man's Land Tonight's the night Gonna get to heaven Livin' it up In No Man's Land Too fast to live Too young to die |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
She said I'm naked
In the jungle There I see you block'n my path Watch what you do It don't come easy No deja vu here Not a chance And you better know If you try to hang me out to dry Baby don't come any closer How will I know If I give in to you You will Love me Like a ritual Fill me with your spirit Spread you magic dust Love me Like a ritual Tell me where you're hurtin' baby I will be your medicine man Better make it good And I told here I'm dried up I'm in the desert And I'm tired of kickin' up the dust And you better know Like a dog eatin' dirty pudding I'll be houndin' you to feed me Make sure you know If you give in to me I will Love you Like a ritual Fill you with the spirit Spread the magic dust Love you Like a ritual Let me be the stranger While I'll watch you do your dance So when you feel like a lonely child Put on your blue feathered lenses Take me back To the beginning All the way All the way Can you take me all the way Love me Like a ritual Fill me with your spirit Spread your magic dust Love me Like a ritual Can you cut me deeper When I'll watch you do your dance Never gonna give you up It's like a ritual Love me Like a ritual Fill me with your spirit Love me like a Ritual |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
When all the colors begin to fade
And the imitations turn to grey When the Iron Man begins to rust And the Holy Water turns to dust What will be your savior now Dragon or machine Who will wear the crown of thorns In Mother Nature's dream Who's the one Who claimed my liberty Robbed my soul of freedom How long must I put up with the Unholy sound of your gun Tell me, brother When believers start to lose the faith And the naked army falls from grace When all extremes return to one See them melt into the setting sun The bounty on the rebel's heart Washed away the pride Drove the voice a million miles Across the great divide Who's the one Who claimed my liberty Robbed my soul of freedom Who's the one Who denied my eyes to see Truth behind double tongue Who's the one Who claimed my liberty Robbed my soul of freedom How long must I put up with the Unholy sound of your gun Tell me, brother The bounty on the rebel's heart Washed away the pride Drove the voice a million miles Across the great divide Who's the one Who claimed my libery Robbed my soul of freedom Who's the one Who denied my eyes to see Truth behind double tongue Who's the one Who claimed my liberty Robbed my soul of freedom How long must I put up with the Unholy sound of your gun Tell me, brother |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Into this world
Little boy brave Charity heart Faithfully plays Heal the scars Unto his eyes Salvage the goodness Of dreams never lived Dreams never died Again and again Again and again Haunted by the trust of a child With no place to go now Little boy brave Wanders the streets Faithfully plays But his broken arrows Once filled with pride Aimed and missed At the dreams never lived Dreams never died Again and again Again and again Haunted by the trust of a child Never give in Never give up Little boy brave Never lived Never died Appears to be Blind Revolution Mad The mercy ends Where the mercy began Seems justified I'm turnin' this around Jawbreaker Lawmaker Have it your way....... Ye-ah...Ye-ah...Ye-ah... Campaign smokescreen Glorifies the mainstream Cities on remote control Meanwhile vigilante gangs Dig their fangs into the streets They've overthrown While plastic faces Run for king of this Disassociation land I'm dying to find Anyone who understands Behold........ One more Blind Revolution Mad One more chance of a lifetime Rage runs rampant Always been abandoned Killin' for some pocket change Blames being force fed rules Governed by fools Slammin' you against the grain And the nation's glued to CNN To watch their own creation Behold One more Blind Revolution Mad One more chance of a lifetime One more Blind Revolution Mad Fee Fi Fo Fum One for all and all for one Don't try to stop me I've already gone crazy One for all and all for one Overthrow your kingdom come Don't try to stop me You're the reason I'm crazy Behold One more Blind Revolution Mad One more chance of a lifetime One more Blind Revolution Mad Mind in the gutter turned another boy bad Oh behold |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Days undercover
All out of sync Haven't paid the rent Even talking in my sleep My monkey's M.O. Is all out of commission I'm waiting for a good old-fashioned cure For my condition 'Cos I'm all out of charm And I'm all out of money Hanging Down Incognito Waiting for the sun to shine Fools to the left Jokers to the right Waitin' for the rest of us To come and take a bite But I'll wait it out Call it superstition I'll be fine for now Just reminiscing (Repeat Chorus) I just had to let it go Took all the pennies I had Threw 'em in the wishing well And I wish you well Days undercover All out of sync Haven't paid the rent Even talking in my sleep My monkey's M.O. Is all out of commission I'm waiting for a good old-fashioned cure For my condition (Repeat Chorus) Me and my amigos Down Incognito |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Woman Never before
Without a word I hear so much Woman Under the spell Every sin Holy in your touch It's all I feel It's all I see And all I know It must be you You're the spell I'm under You're the spell I'm under Woman How deep can I go Every inch born a new obsession Woman How did you know That I couldn't have helped myself From comin' closer To the oracle of faith taboo All my temptation Hooked on You- You're the spell I'm under Must be you You're the spell I'm under Feels like a drug My will revealed in your spell I remember... You're all I feel You're all I see Revolving in the need for You- You're the spell I'm under I know it must be you You're the spell I'm under Feels like a drug Didn't take very long |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Be a crime if I offended you
With my estranged religion I've been chain smoken cigarettes Since I felt my first ignition Don't want you to believe me Just want you to release me I'm the son of a preacher Ain't no angels in my head You're preachin' snow-white But the stain on your switchblade's red So don't expect no roses I never had much class Don't want Mona Lisa All I want is your trash In my veins Make it last For days Want your beast Need your rage Feel you burnin' up, sister In my veins Devil diggin' deeper I'm still hangin' by a thread Don't be talkin' about love Don't you know that superstition's dead And I ain't nobody' savior So don't expect no flash Don't want Mona Lisa All I want is your trash (Repeat Chorus) A graphic disposition Makes such a sexy girl You can turn the Kiss of Death Into Mother of Pearl Need your trash In my veins Make it last For days Want your beast In my cage Feel your burnin' up, sister In my veins |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
No sun would rise
In my silent heaven Without your love Lord knows I've tried But I keep looking into your empty eyes Don't take for granted I'll be lyin' here when the morning comes If there's still a chance, Tell me now But don't think I'll be waitin' around While you treat my love Like it's all a dime a dozen You don't feel the pain Baby you're the lucky one Every day and night I keep wondering Should I just tear out these pages Can't you see it girl You're the lucky one Who have you been lyin' to Is it me baby Or is it you How long would you trust Before your Lady Luck Gives you up Any truth to your promises Washed away before the war began If there's still a chance Tell me now (Repeat Chorus) Maybe it's true nothing lasts forever So they say So sad Baby without your love No sun would rise again But girl these open arms are gettin' tired And pretty soon I'm gonna walk away No you don't feel the pain Baby you're the lucky one And don't think I'll be waitin' around While you treat my love Like it's all a dime a dozen Can't you see it girl You're the lucky one You're the lucky one And every day and night I keep wonderin' Should I just tear out these pages Can't you see it girl It's you yeah You're the lucky one |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
Times are changin'
We'd best beware The world is in the electric chair The state holds out its loving cup Singing power to the people But their power's corrupt Burning crosses and secretly Carry swastikas and M 16s Nevermind the pages of history It just keeps repeating, keeps repeating It's always the same Seems like nothing will ever change We pay to wear the blindfold Baby look out 'Cos they're movin' In for the kill In for the kill Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs to slaughter Just for the thrill Good things come to those who wait good advice just a bit too late Any chance for trust went up in smoke When a preacher's lust was sponsored by coke Day after day It's always the same We pay to wear the blindfold Baby look out 'Cos they're movin' In for the kill In for the kill Disbelievers drink poison water Time stands still Don't fill my eyes, fill my head Till I'm overloaded You talk and you talk and you talk But I don't hear anything Times are changin' There ain't no cure It's a wasteland One thing's for sure Ain't no gold to grind the axe So keep your fingers crossed While you're crossin' the tracks 'Cos good blind faith ain't good enough Baby's heat crumbled to dust Hooray for the Outlaw Keeps movin' In for the kill In for the kill Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs to slaughter Just for the thrill Don't fill my eyes, fill my head Till I'm overloaded You talk and you talk You know I don't hear it anymore But you keep on movin' In for the kill In for the kill Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs to slaughter Just for the thrill My word's no good, it's not enough |
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Straight out of Abilene
He's bustin' at the seams Immune to whisky Man it's down to a shot of gasoline This ain't no Romeo This here's a one man show Livin' on a dare Thinkin' he'll become a legend One more fever diggin' for fools gold Fast lane freeway to the glory hole 'Cos he's Livin' it up In No Man's Land Tonight's the night Gonna get to heaven Livin' it up In No Man's Land Too fast to live Too young to die He named his limousine The Mississippi Queen Better never look inside 'Cos things get a little bit messy No This party never ends Plenty of so-called friends Prayin' to heroes They will never see again Where will you wind up I'll never know While on the fast land freeway to the glory hole 'Cos he's Livin' it up In No Man's Land Tonight's the night Gonna get to heaven Livin' it up In No Man's Land Too fast to live Too young to die One more fever diggin' for fools gold Fast lane freeway to the glory hole The headline read He finally made it No return Baby see him fly Livin' it up In No Man's Land Tonight's the night Gonna get to heaven Livin' it up In No Man's Land Too fast to live Too young to die |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
She said I'm naked
In the jungle There I see you block'n my path Watch what you do It don't come easy No deja vu here Not a chance And you better know If you try to hang me out to dry Baby don't come any closer How will I know If I give in to you You will Love me Like a ritual Fill me with your spirit Spread you magic dust Love me Like a ritual Tell me where you're hurtin' baby I will be your medicine man Better make it good And I told here I'm dried up I'm in the desert And I'm tired of kickin' up the dust And you better know Like a dog eatin' dirty pudding I'll be houndin' you to feed me Make sure you know If you give in to me I will Love you Like a ritual Fill you with the spirit Spread the magic dust Love you Like a ritual Let me be the stranger While I'll watch you do your dance So when you feel like a lonely child Put on your blue feathered lenses Take me back To the beginning All the way All the way Can you take me all the way Love me Like a ritual Fill me with your spirit Spread your magic dust Love me Like a ritual Can you cut me deeper When I'll watch you do your dance Never gonna give you up It's like a ritual Love me Like a ritual Fill me with your spirit Love me like a Ritual |
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from Winger - Pull (2005)
When all the colors begin to fade
And the imitations turn to grey When the Iron Man begins to rust And the Holy Water turns to dust What will be your savior now Dragon or machine Who will wear the crown of thorns In Mother Nature's dream Who's the one Who claimed my liberty Robbed my soul of freedom How long must I put up with the Unholy sound of your gun Tell me, brother When believers start to lose the faith And the naked army falls from grace When all extremes return to one See them melt into the setting sun The bounty on the rebel's heart Washed away the pride Drove the voice a million miles Across the great divide Who's the one Who claimed my liberty Robbed my soul of freedom Who's the one Who denied my eyes to see Truth behind double tongue Who's the one Who claimed my liberty Robbed my soul of freedom How long must I put up with the Unholy sound of your gun Tell me, brother The bounty on the rebel's heart Washed away the pride Drove the voice a million miles Across the great divide Who's the one Who claimed my libery Robbed my soul of freedom Who's the one Who denied my eyes to see Truth behind double tongue Who's the one Who claimed my liberty Robbed my soul of freedom How long must I put up with the Unholy sound of your gun Tell me, brother |
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