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A song called Highway Star, one.
Nobody beat my car
I'm race it to the ground
gonna beat my car

It's gonna break the of sound
Ooh, a killing machine
It's got
a driving power

Big fat and everything
I love it and I need it, I it
Yeah, it me on
Alright, tight

I'm a highway star,
Nobody gonna my girl
I'm keep her to the end
Nobody take my girl

She stays on every bend
Ooh, a killing machine
She got
a moving mouth

Body control and
I love it, I need it,
Yeah, she me on
Alright, tight

I'm a highway
Nobody take my head
Now that I'm on the again
Nobody take my head

I beat my..., yeah, yeah
Ooh, I'm in again
I got
an open road

All my and everything
I it and I need it, I feed it
Yeah, it me on
Alright, tight

I'm a highway
Oh, my
gonna take my car
I'm gonna it to the ground

Nobody gonna my car
It's gonna break the of sound
Ooh, it's a machine
got everything

Oh, a moving
Big fat and everything
I love it and I need it, I it
Yeah, it me on

Alright, tight
I'm a highway
I'm a highway
I'm a star

Oh, yes I am, you
Thank you. a new one, taken off Machine Head.
is a song about...
Sweet child in time, see the line

The line drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the
The bullets flying, they're taking
If you've bad, Lord, I bet you have

And not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying
You'd close your eyes
You'd bow your head

Wait for the
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I'm cryin' for you day and
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

A-a-ah,
I to hear you say
A-a-ah,
Sweet in time, you'll see the line

The line that's drawn between the of us and the bad of us
See the blind man, shooting at the
The flying, they're killing everyone
If been bad, Lord, I bet you have

And you've not hit by flying lead
You've not hit by flying lead
You'd better your eyes
You'd better bow your

for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I to be inside of you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

A-a-ah,
I gotta hear you
A-a-ah,
- You're only about four foot six, but don't worry about it, 'cause always someone smaller

than you. You're about seven foot fourteen, don't worry about it either... [indistinguishable] ...there's always one million stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable]
- Here's a which is also from the last album. It tells the story of how we recorded it and what went wrong when we did it. It happened in Switzerland, the song, a thing called Smoke On The
Water, one.
Alright,
We all came out to
On the Lake shoreline

To make records a mobile
We have much time, no
Frank Zappa and the
at the best place around

But some with a flare gun
the place to the ground, now
Smoke on the water, a in the sky

Smoke on the
But down
You
burned down the gambling house

It died with an awful
Claude was running in and out
He was pulling out of ground
it all was over

We had to another place
Swiss time was on
It that we would lose the race
Smoke on the water, a in the sky

It was
on the water
to the ground, it was
You

We ended up at the Hotel
It was empty, and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing outside
Making our there

A few red lights, a few old
We a place to sweat
No what we get out of this
I know, I know we'll forget

Smoke on the water, a in the sky
on the water

It was down
Everybody was
- you.
Yeah, everything up here, please. And a bit monitor if you got it. Ah?
-(...everything than everything else.)
- Yeah, can we have everything than everything else? Right.
No one sees the you do
Because I in front of you
But you me all the time
You put evil in my
I to sing and say my prayers
Live my life a care
Now I have become a
I listen to the mule
How can I change my mind
Is a of a Lucifer hid in the ground
Just another slave for the
(...???..., yeah)
- Ian on drums, yes.

There was a woman
A strange kind of
The kind that gets down in history
Her was Nancy
Her was nothing fancy
She left a of happiness and misery
I her
Everybody her
She loved everyone and gave them return
I tried to her
I tried to break her
She said, I ain't for takin' you ever learn
I want you, I need you, I gotta be you
I spent my money as I my turn
I you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a kind of woman, yes I have
She like a raver
But I never please her
On Wednesday boy you can't go far
I get her
But things got better, she
Saturday nights now on, baby, you're my star
I you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I spent my as I took my turn
I want you, I you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a kind of woman
Ooh, my soul, I you
I want you, I need you, I gotta be you
I spent my money as I took my
I want you, I need you, I gotta be you
Ooh, I got a kind of woman, yes I have
She finally said she me
I wed her in a
No more and I glow with pride
I'm
I feel screaming
I won my woman just she died
I want you, I need you, I be near you
I spent my money as I my turn
I you, I need you, ha ha ha
Ooh, I had a strange kind of woman,
She was so fat
She was the thing you've ever seen
Ooh, my soul, I love you,
- Hey, you, thank you.
Here's a thing called Lazy, this is a song Machine Head, and it's a song, a thing called Lazy, this one, Lazy.
lazy, stay in bed
You're lazy, yeah, in bed
want no money, don't want no bread, oh, shut up
If you're drowning you clutch no straw
If you're drowning you clutch no straw
You don't want to live, want to cry no more, no
My trying ain't no good
I said, my ain't done no good
You don't make no effort, no not like you
Lazy, in bed
Lazy,
Want no money, you don't no bread, oh
- Yeah.
- Come on, everybody, clap hands.
Well, we had a lot of on Venus
We had a ball on Mars
We're all the groovy people
rocked the Milky Way so far
We're 'round the Borealis
We're truckin' round the the stars
Come on, come on, on
Let's go truckin'
Come on, on, come on
Remember when we did the
And Pony led the way
We to the Canaveral moonstomp
naut would dance and sway
We got music in our system
We're truckin' every day
on, come on, come on
Let's go space
Come on, come on, on
The fireball that rode was
But now we've got a new
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, a said
Man those can really swing
They got music in the system
Rock the Milky Way
Dancing 'round the
Space truckin' every day
Come on, on, come on
Let's go truckin'
on, come on, come on
Come on, on, come on
Let's go truckin'
Come on, come on, on
Yeah, yeah,
Space
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,
- you, good night.
Black is not right,
I don't so bright,
I care to sit tight.
Maybe I'll on the way down the line
I'm free, free to be me.
Black is a long way from home.
I don't a dark tree,
I don't want a sea,
I can't feel, I see.
Maybe I'll find on the way the line
I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a way from home.
Black night, night,
I don't black night,
I see dark night.
I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, to be me.
Black is a long way from home.
Good Golly, said little Miss
When she was rockin' in the of blue light
Frutti was oh so rooty
When she was rockin' to the and west
Lucille was oh so
When she didn't do her will
Come on baby, drive me it, do it

I'm a speed king you go to me sing
I'm a speed see me fly

Saturday night and I got paid
fool about ain't gonna save
Some people gonna rock some people gonna
have a party to save my soul
Hard headed and a soft hearted man
They been causing trouble it all began
Take a little rice a little beans
Gonna and roll down to New Orleans

[repeat first two stanzas in order]