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El phantasmo and the chicken run blast-o-rama |
White Zombie |
Yeah! I penetrate the Demons
Their teardrops burn away my eyes
I love the paper-thin cry of the locust
Is there any other way to die
Chorus:
Find me another hell
And the deathbird ride
Yeah - yeah - yeah the motherfucker
Yeah! I'm down-drifting slowly
Going close enough to the sky
New world gone slay the devil
Can you show me a better way to die
New lovers bang the corpses
Eat the rain and don't ask why
I am a plague in an 18-wheeler
Get behind the wheel I'm gonna drive
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Walk |
Kilgore |
Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence
One step from lashing out at you
You want in to let under my skin
And call yourself a friend
I've got more friends like you
What do I do?
Pre-chorus:
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes
Who I am
Where I've been
Belong
You can't be something you're not
Be yourself
By yourself
Stay away from me
A lesson learned in life
Known from the dawn of time
Chorus:
Re
Spect
Walk
Run your mouth when I'm not around
It's easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that sympathize
Can't you hear the violins playing your song?
Those friends tell me your every word
Pre-chorus
Chorus
Are you talking to me?
No way punk
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Trust |
Megadeth |
[Instrumental]
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The zoo |
Bruce Dickinson |
The job is done and I go out, another boring day
I leave it all behind me now, so many worlds away
I meet my girl, she's dressed to kill, and all we're gonna do
Is walk around to catch the thrill on streets we call the zoo
We eat the night, we drink the time, make our dreams come true
And hungry eyes are passing by on streets we call the zoo
We eat the night, we drink the time, make our dreams come true
And hungry eyes are passing by on streets we call the zoo
Enjoy the zoo and walk down Forty-Second Street
You wanna be excited too and you will feel the heat
We eat the night, we drink the time, make our dreams come true
And hungry eyes are passing by on streets we call the zoo
We eat the night, we drink the time, make our dreams come true
And hungry eyes are passing by on streets we call the zoo
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Enter sandman |
Motorhead |
say your prayers little one
don't forget, my son
to include everyone
tuck you in, warm within
keep you free from sin
till the sandman he comes
sleep with one eye open
gripping your pillow tight
exit light
enter night
take my hand
off to never never land
something's wrong, shut the light
heavy thoughts tonight
and they aren't of snow white
dreams of war, dreams of liars
dreams of dragon's fire
and of things that will bite
sleep with one eye open
gripping your pillow tight
exit light
enter night
take my hand
off to never never land
now i lay me down to sleep
pray the lord my soul to keep
if i die before i wake
pray the lord my soul to take
hush little baby, don't say a word
and never mind that noise you heard
it's just the beast under your bed,
in your closet, in your head
exit light
enter night
grain of sand
exit light
enter night
take my hand
we're off to never never land
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Snap your fingers, snap your neck |
Grinspoon |
nothing breeds more contempt for this world than memories now
formed every moment a new seed is grown to no reason the trouble
unfolds for the trials of today i'm no jury really don't care
how you feel the pleasant notion of miraculous change drifts
into multiple jeers you want the good life you break your back
you snap your fingers you snap your neck seconds drip thru my
hands washed of moments unborn all the spaces between bleed a
tribute to a sacrament never exposed a message to the forces,
I've no pity don't know how thankful to feel expectations of
my daily bread gives me the hunger to steal
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Phantom lord |
Anthrax |
Sound is ripping through your ears
The deafing sound of metal nears
Your bodies waiting for his whips
The taste of leather on your lips
Hear the cry of War
Louder than before
With his sword in hand
to control the land
Crushing metal strikes
on this frightening night
Fall onto your knees
For the Phantom Lord
Victims falling under chains
You hear them crying death pains
The fists of terrors breaking through
Now there's nothing you can do
Hear the cry of War
Louder than before
With his sword in hand
to control the land
Crushing metal strikes
on this frightening night
Fall onto your knees
For the Phantom Lord
The leathered armies have prevailed
The Phantom Lord has never failed
Smoke is lifting from the ground
The rising volume metal sound
Hear the cry of War
Louder than before
With his sword in hand
to control the land
Crushing metal strikes
on this frightening night
Fall onto your knees
For the Phantom Lord
Fall to your knees
and bow to the Phantom Lord
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Heard it on the X |
Tres Diablos |
Do you remember
back in nineteen sixty-six?
Country Jesus, hillbilly blues,
that's where I learned my licks.
Oh, from coast to coast and line to line
in every county there,
I'm talkin' 'bout that outlaw X
that was cuttin' through the air.
Anywhere, y'all,
everywhere, y'all,
I heard it, I heard it,
I heard it on the X.
We can all thank Doctor B
who stepped across the line.
With lots of watts he took control,
the first one of its kind.
So listen to your radio
most each and every night
'cause if you don't I'm sure you won't
get to feeling right.
Anywhere, y'all,
everywhere, y'all,
I heard it, I heard it,
I heard it on the X.
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Kick out the jams |
Monster Magnet |
Kick out the jams motherfuckers !
Yeah! I, I, I, I, I'm gonna
I'm gonna kick 'em out ! Yeah !
Well i feel pretty good
And i guess that i could get crazy now baby
Cause we all got in tune
And when the dressing room got hazy now baby
I know how you want it child
Hot, quick and tight
The girls can't stand it
When you're doin'it right
Let me up on the stand
And let me kick out the jam
Yes, kick out the jams
I want to kick'em out !
Yes i'm starting to sweat
You know my shirt's all wet
What a feeling
In the sound that abounds
And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling
You gotta have it baby
You can't do without
When you get that feeling
You gotta sock'em out
Put that mike in my hand
And let me kick out the jam
Yes ! Kick out the jams
I want to kick'em out
( guitar )
So you got to give it up
You know you can't get enough Miss Mackenzie
Cause it gets in your brain
It drives you insane
With the frenzy
The wailin' guitars girl
The crash of the drums
Make you wanna keep-a-rockin'
Till the morning comes
Let me be who i am
And let me kick out the jam
Yes, kick out the jams
I done kicked em out !!!
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Big balls |
Muscadine |
I'm ever upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all
CHORUS:
I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
But we've got the biggest balls of them all
And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody cums and cums again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got
Great balls of fire
CHORUS
Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure
They're the balls that I like best
My balls are always bouncing
To the left and to the right
It's my belief that my big balls
Should be held every night
CHORUS
And I'm just itching to tell you about them
Oh we had such wonderful fun
Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish...
Ball sucker
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Huka blues |
Harry Slash and the slashtones |
[Instrumental]
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