A song Highway Star, this one. Nobody gonna my car I'm race it to the ground Nobody beat my car
It's break the speed of sound Ooh, it's a killing It's got a driving power
Big fat tyres and I love it and I need it, I it Yeah, it me on Alright, tight
I'm a highway star, Nobody take my girl I'm gonna her to the end gonna take my girl
She close on every bend Ooh, she's a machine She got Like a mouth
control and everything I it, I need it, yeah Yeah, she me on Alright, hold
I'm a star 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 friends and I love it and I need it, I it Yeah, it me on Alright, tight
I'm a highway Oh, my Nobody take my car I'm race it to the ground
gonna take my car It's gonna the speed of sound Ooh, a killing machine It's got
Oh, a mouth Big fat tyres and I love it and I need it, I it Yeah, it me on
Alright, hold I'm a star 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 in time, you'll see the line
The line drawn between the good and the bad See the man, he's shooting at the world The bullets flying, they're taking If you've bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by lead You've not hit by flying lead You'd better close 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, child in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn the good of us and the bad of us See the blind man, shooting at the The bullets flying, killing everyone If you've bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not hit by flying lead You've not hit by flying lead You'd better close your 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, - only about four foot six, but don't worry about it, 'cause there's always someone smaller
than you. You're about seven foot fourteen, don't worry about it either... [indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable] - Here's a song which is also from the 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 Geneva shoreline
To records with a mobile We didn't have time, no Zappa and the Mothers Were at the place around
But some stupid with a gun the place to the ground, now Smoke on the water, a in the sky
Smoke on the But down You They burned down the gambling
It died with an sound Funky was running in and out He was pulling kids out of it all was over
We had to find another time was running on It seemed that we would the race on the water, a fire 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 never
Smoke on the water, a in the sky Smoke on the It was tumbling was crying - you. Yeah, everything up here, please. And a bit monitor if you got it. Ah? -(...everything louder than else.) - Yeah, can we everything louder than everything else? Right. No one sees the you do Because I stand in of you But you drive me all the You put in my mind I to sing and say my prayers Live my life a care Now I have a fool 'Cause I listen to the 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 gets written down in history Her was Nancy Her face was fancy She a trail of happiness and misery I her Everybody her She loved and gave them good return I to take her I even tried to her She said, I ain't for takin' won't you ever I want you, I 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 kind of woman, yes I 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, my star I want you, I need you, I 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 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 you, I need you, I gotta be near you Ooh, I got a kind of woman, yes I have She finally said she me I wed her in a No more callers and I glow pride I'm I feel like I won my woman just before she I you, I need 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, is a song from 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 don't no straw If you're you don't clutch no straw You want to live, don't want to cry no more, no My ain't done no good I said, my trying ain't no good You don't make no effort, no not you should 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 meeting all the groovy people We've rocked the Way so far We're dancing the Borealis We're space round the the stars on, come on, come on Let's go truckin' Come on, come on, on Remember when we did the And Trekker led the way We moved to the moonstomp Every would dance and sway We got in our solar system space truckin' every day Come on, come on, on Let's go truckin' on, come on, come on The fireball rode was moving But now we've got a new Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, a said Man those cats can really They got in the solar system around the Milky Way Dancing 'round the They're Space truckin' day Come on, come on, on Let's go space Come on, come on, on Come on, on, come on Let's go truckin' Come on, on, come on Yeah, yeah, truckin' Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, - Thank you, night. night is not right, I feel so bright, I don't to sit tight. Maybe I'll on the way down the line that I'm free, to be me. Black night is a way from home. I need a dark tree, I want a rough sea, I can't feel, I see. I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, to be me. Black is a long way from home. Black night, night, I don't black night, I see dark night. Maybe I'll find on the way the line I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way home. Golly, said little Miss Molly When she was rockin' in the of blue light Frutti was oh so rooty When she was to the east and west was oh so real When she do her daddies will on baby, drive me crazy--do it, do it
I'm a speed you go to hear me sing I'm a king see me fly
Saturday night and I just got Gonna fool about gonna save Some gonna rock some people gonna roll Gonna a party to save my soul Hard woman and a soft hearted man They been causing since it all began Take a little rice take a little Gonna and roll down to New Orleans
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