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

It's gonna the speed of sound
Ooh, it's a killing
It's got
Like a power

Big fat tyres and
I it and I need it, I feed it
Yeah, it me on
Alright, hold

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

She close on every bend
Ooh, she's a killing
She got
Like a mouth

control and everything
I love it, I it, yeah
Yeah, she me on
Alright, hold

I'm a star
gonna take my head
Now I'm on the road again
Nobody take my head

I gonna my..., yeah, yeah
Ooh, I'm in heaven
I got
an open road

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

I'm a star
Oh, my
Nobody gonna my car
I'm gonna race it to the

Nobody gonna my car
It's gonna break the speed of
Ooh, a killing machine
It's got

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

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

Oh, yes I am, you
Thank you. That's a new one, taken off Head.
This is a about...
Sweet in time, you'll see the line

The line that's between the good and the bad
See the man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying, they're toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you

And not been hit by flying lead
not been hit by flying lead
You'd better 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 want to you say
A-a-ah,
Sweet child in time, you'll see the

The that's drawn between the good 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 been hit by lead
You've not hit by flying lead
You'd close your eyes
You'd bow your head

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, there's always someone smaller

than you. You're about seven foot fourteen, don't about it either... [indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one million stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable]
- Here's a song 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 out to Montreux
On the Geneva shoreline

To records with a mobile
We have much time, no
Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place

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

Smoke on the
But burning
You
They burned down the gambling

It died with an sound
Claude was running in and out
He was pulling kids out of
When it all was

We had to another place
Swiss time was on
It seemed that we would 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 truck Stones thing just outside
our music there

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

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

It was down
Everybody was
- you.
Yeah, everything up here, please. And a bit monitor if you got it. Ah?
-(...everything louder than else.)
- Yeah, can we have louder than everything else? Right.
No one the things you do
Because I in front of you
But you me all the time
You put evil in my
I used to and say my prayers
Live my without a care
Now I have a fool
I listen to the mule
How can I change when my
Is a friend of a Lucifer hid in the
Just another for the mule
(...???..., yeah)
- Ian on drums, yes.

There once was a
A kind of woman
The kind that gets written in history
Her was Nancy
Her was nothing fancy
She left a trail of and misery
I her
loved her
She loved everyone and gave good return
I tried to her
I even tried to her
She said, I ain't for takin' won't you ever
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 strange of woman, yes I have
She looked like a
But I never please her
On mornings boy you can't go far
I get her
But things got better, she
Saturday nights from now on, baby, you're my
I want you, I need you, I gotta be you
I spent my as I took my turn
I you, I need you, I gotta be near you
Ooh, I got a strange kind of
Ooh, my soul, I you
I you, I need you, I gotta be near you
I my money as I took my turn
I want you, I need you, I be near you
Ooh, I got a strange of woman, yes I have
She said she loved me
I wed her in a
No more callers and I glow with
I'm
I feel screaming
I won my woman just before she
I want you, I you, I gotta be near you
I spent my money as I my turn
I want you, I you, ha ha ha
Ooh, I had a strange kind of woman,
She was so fat
She was the worst thing you've seen
Ooh, my soul, I love you,
- Hey, you, thank you.
Here's a thing called Lazy, this is a song from Machine Head, and a song, a thing called Lazy, this one, Lazy.
You're lazy, in bed
You're lazy, yeah, in bed
Don't want no money, don't no bread, oh, shut up
If drowning you don't clutch no straw
If drowning you don't clutch no straw
You don't want to live, don't to cry no more, no
My trying ain't done no
I said, my trying done no good
You make no effort, no not like you should
Lazy, in bed
Lazy,
Want no money, you don't no bread, oh
- Yeah.
- Come on, everybody, your hands.
Well, we had a lot of luck on
We had a ball on Mars
We're meeting all the groovy
rocked the Milky Way so far
We're dancing the Borealis
space truckin' round the the stars
Come on, come on, on
Let's go truckin'
Come on, on, come on
when we did the moonshot
And Pony led the way
We moved to the Canaveral
Every would dance and sway
We got music in our solar
space truckin' every day
Come on, on, come on
Let's go truckin'
Come on, come on, on
The that rode was moving
But now we've got a new
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, a said
Man those cats can swing
They got music in the solar
Rock the Milky Way
Dancing 'round the
Space truckin' every day
Come on, on, come on
go space truckin'
Come on, come on, on
on, come on, come on
Let's go truckin'
on, come on, come on
Yeah, yeah,
truckin'
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,
- Thank you, night.
Black is not right,
I feel so bright,
I don't to sit tight.
Maybe I'll find on the way down the
I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a way from home.
I don't need a tree,
I don't want a sea,
I feel, I can't see.
Maybe I'll on the way down the line
I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a way from home.
Black night, night,
I need black night,
I can't see night.
Maybe find on the way down the line
that I'm free, to be me.
Black is a long way from home.
Golly, said little Miss Molly
When she was rockin' in the house of blue
Frutti was oh so rooty
When she was to the east and west
was oh so real
When she didn't do her will
Come on baby, me crazy--do it, do it

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

Saturday and I just got paid
Gonna about ain't gonna save
Some gonna rock some people gonna roll
Gonna have a party to save my
Hard headed woman and a hearted man
They been causing since it all began
Take a little take a little beans
Gonna rock and roll to New Orleans

[repeat first two stanzas in order]