A song called Highway Star, one. Nobody gonna my car I'm gonna race it to the gonna beat my car
It's gonna the speed of sound Ooh, it's a machine got everything Like a driving
Big fat tyres and I love it and I need it, I it Yeah, it me on Alright, hold
I'm a highway star, Nobody take my girl I'm keep her to the end gonna take my girl
She stays close on every Ooh, she's a killing She got Like a mouth
Body control and I love it, I need it, Yeah, she me on Alright, hold
I'm a highway Nobody take my head Now that I'm on the again gonna take my head
I gonna my..., yeah, yeah Ooh, I'm in again I got Like an open
All my and everything I love it and I need it, I it Yeah, it me on Alright, tight
I'm a star Oh, my Nobody gonna my car I'm race it to the ground
Nobody take my car gonna break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing got everything
Oh, a mouth Big fat tyres and I it and I need it, I bleed it Yeah, it me on
Alright, hold I'm a highway I'm a highway I'm a star
Oh, yes I am, you you. That's a new one, taken off Machine Head. This is a about... Sweet child in time, you'll see the
The line that's between the good and the bad See the blind man, he's shooting at the The bullets flying, they're toll If you've bad, Lord, I bet you have
And not been hit by flying lead You've not hit by flying lead You'd better your eyes You'd bow your head
Wait for the Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I'm for you day and night Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
A-a-ah, I to hear you say A-a-ah, Sweet child in time, see the line
The that's drawn between the good of us and the bad of us See the man, shooting at the world The bullets flying, killing everyone If you've bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not hit by flying lead not been hit by flying lead You'd better close your 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 you sing A-a-ah, - You're only about four foot six, but don't worry about it, 'cause there's always someone
than you. You're about seven foot fourteen, don't worry about it either... [indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one million heavier than you... [indistinguishable] - a song 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 out to Montreux On the Geneva shoreline
To make records with a We have much time, no Zappa and the Mothers Were at the best place
But some with a flare gun Burned the to the ground, now Smoke on the water, a in the sky
Smoke on the But down You They burned down the house
It with an awful sound Funky was running in and out He was pulling kids out of it all was over
We had to find place Swiss time was on It seemed that we lose the race Smoke on the water, a in the sky
It was Smoke on the to the ground, it was You
We ended up at the Grand It was empty, and bare But with the Rolling truck Stones just outside Making our there
A few red lights, a few old We a place to sweat No matter we get out of this I know, I know never forget
Smoke on the water, a in the sky Smoke on the It was down Everybody was - you. Yeah, everything up here, please. And a bit more if you got it. Ah? -(...everything louder everything else.) - Yeah, can we have everything louder than everything Right. No one sees the you do Because I in front of you But you drive me all the You put evil in my I used to and say my prayers Live my life without a Now I become a fool I listen to the mule How can I when my mind Is a friend of a Lucifer hid in the Just another slave for the (...???..., yeah) - Ian on drums, yes. There once was a A strange kind of The kind that gets down in history Her was Nancy Her was nothing fancy She left a trail of 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 you, I gotta be near you I spent my as I took my turn I want you, I need you, I be near you Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman, yes I She like a raver But I never please her On Wednesday mornings boy you go far I get her But things got better, she Saturday nights now on, baby, you're my star I want you, I need you, I gotta be you I my money as I took my turn I you, I need 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 be near you I spent my money as I my turn I you, I need you, I gotta be near you Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman, yes I She finally said she me I wed her in a No more and I glow with pride I'm I like screaming I won my woman before she died I want you, I need you, I gotta be 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 ever seen Ooh, my soul, I you, baby - Hey, thank you, you. Here's a thing called Lazy, this is a song from Machine Head, and it's a song, a called Lazy, this one, Lazy. lazy, stay 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 you're you don't clutch no straw You don't to live, don't want to cry no more, no My ain't done no good I said, my trying done no good You don't make no effort, no not you should Lazy, in bed Lazy, no money, you don't want 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 people We've the Milky Way so far dancing 'round the Borealis We're space 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 moved to the Canaveral Every naut dance and sway We got music in our system We're truckin' every day Come on, come on, on Let's go space Come on, on, come on The fireball that was moving But now we've got a new Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, a said Man those can really swing They got in the solar system Rock around the Way 'round the Borealis They're Space every day on, come on, come on Let's go space Come on, on, come on on, come on, come on Let's go truckin' Come on, on, come on Yeah, yeah, Space Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, - you, good night. night is not right, I don't so bright, I care to sit tight. Maybe I'll find on the way the line that I'm free, to be me. Black night is a way from home. I don't a dark tree, I want a rough sea, I can't feel, I see. Maybe I'll on the way down the line I'm free, free to be me. Black is a long way from home. Black night, night, I don't need night, I see dark night. Maybe I'll find on the way down the I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a way from home. Golly, said little Miss Molly When she was rockin' in the of blue light Tutti was oh so rooty When she was to the east and west Lucille was oh so she didn't do her daddies will Come on baby, me crazy--do it, do it
I'm a speed king you go to me sing I'm a king see me fly
Saturday night and I just got Gonna fool about gonna save Some people gonna rock some people roll Gonna a party to save my soul headed woman and a soft hearted man They been causing trouble since it all a little rice take a little beans Gonna rock and roll down to New
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