A song called Star, this one. Nobody gonna my car I'm race it to the ground Nobody gonna my car
It's break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing got everything Like a driving
Big fat tyres and I love it and I need it, I it Yeah, it me on Alright, tight
I'm a star, yeah Nobody take my girl I'm keep her to the end gonna take my girl
She stays close on every Ooh, a killing machine She got Like a mouth
control and everything I love it, I need it, Yeah, she me on Alright, tight
I'm a star Nobody take my head Now that I'm on the again Nobody gonna my head
I gonna beat my..., yeah, Ooh, I'm in again I got Like an open
All my friends and I love it and I it, I feed it Yeah, it me on Alright, tight
I'm a highway Oh, my gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the
Nobody take 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, hold I'm a star I'm a highway I'm a highway
Oh, yes I am, you Thank you. That's a new one, off Machine Head. is a song about... Sweet child in time, you'll see the
The that's drawn between the good and the bad See the blind man, he's at the world The bullets flying, they're taking If been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying You've not been hit by lead You'd close your eyes better 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 child in time, see the line
The line that's between the good of us and the bad of us See the blind man, at the world The bullets flying, they're killing If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you
And you've not been hit by lead You've not been hit by lead You'd better your eyes You'd better bow head
Wait for the Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I want to be 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 there's always smaller
than you. You're about seven fourteen, don't worry about it either... [indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one million stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable] - Here's a song which is also 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 with a We didn't much time, no Frank and the Mothers Were at the best place
But some stupid with a gun Burned the to the ground, now Smoke on the water, a in the sky
on the water But burning You burned down the gambling house
It with an awful 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 lose the race Smoke on the water, a in the sky
It was Smoke on the to the ground, it was You
We up at the Grand Hotel It was empty, cold and But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just Making our there
A few red lights, a few old We made a place to 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 tumbling Everybody was - you. Yeah, everything up here, please. And a bit more if you got it. Ah? -(...everything louder than else.) - Yeah, can we have louder than everything else? Right. No one sees the you do Because I stand in of you But you me all the time You put in my mind 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 when my mind Is a friend of a Lucifer hid in the Just another for the mule (...???..., yeah) - Ian on drums, yes. There was a woman A strange kind of The kind that gets written in history Her was Nancy Her face was nothing She left a trail of and misery I her loved her She loved everyone and them good return I tried to her I even to break her She said, I ain't for won't you ever learn I want you, I you, I gotta be near you I spent my money as I took my 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 could please her On mornings boy you can't go far I get her But things got better, she nights from now on, baby, you're my star I want you, I need you, I be near you I spent my money as I took my I want you, I need you, I be near you Ooh, I got a kind of woman Ooh, my soul, I you I you, I need you, I gotta be near you I spent my as I took my turn I you, I need you, I gotta be near you Ooh, I got a strange of woman, yes I have She said she loved me I wed her in a No callers and I glow with pride I'm I feel like I won my woman just she died I want you, I you, I gotta be near you I my money as I took my turn I want you, I you, ha ha ha Ooh, I had a strange of woman, yeah 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 a song, a thing called Lazy, this one, Lazy. lazy, stay in bed You're lazy, yeah, in bed Don't no money, don't want no bread, oh, shut up If you're drowning you clutch no straw If you're you don't clutch no straw You don't want to live, want to cry no more, no My ain't done no good I said, my trying ain't done no You don't no effort, no not like you should Lazy, in bed Lazy, Want no money, you want no bread, oh - Yeah. - on, everybody, clap your hands. Well, we had a lot of on Venus We had a ball on Mars We're meeting all the people rocked the Milky Way so far We're dancing 'round the We're truckin' round the the stars Come on, come on, on go Space truckin' Come on, on, come on Remember when we did the And Pony led the way We moved to the Canaveral Every naut would and sway We got music in our solar We're truckin' every day Come on, on, come on Let's go truckin' Come on, come on, on The that rode was moving But now got a new machine Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, a said Man those can really swing They got music in the system around the Milky Way Dancing the Borealis Space truckin' every day Come on, on, come on Let's go truckin' Come on, on, come on Come on, on, come on go space truckin' Come on, come on, on Yeah, yeah, Space Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, - Thank you, night. Black is not right, I don't so bright, I care to sit tight. I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, to be me. Black night is a long way home. I don't a dark tree, I don't a rough sea, I feel, I can't see. Maybe find on the way down the line I'm free, free to be me. Black is a long way from home. night, black night, I don't need night, I see dark night. Maybe I'll find on the way the line that I'm free, to be me. night is a long way from home. Good Golly, said little Molly she was rockin' in the house of blue light Tutti was oh so rooty When she was rockin' to the and west was oh so real When she didn't do her daddies 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
night and I just got paid Gonna about ain't gonna save Some gonna rock some people gonna roll Gonna have a party to my soul Hard headed woman and a soft man They been trouble since it all began a little rice take a little beans Gonna and roll down to New Orleans
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