1. |
Kremlins
02:58
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Yeah!
Show me the bridge!
“Show me the dough, or I won’t let you go…”
Just show me the lines!
“Show me the green, or you can swing…”
Yeah!
He emptied my pockets
Opened my wallet
Counted my dollars
Took what he wanted
Returned it again
Fixed my eyes with a steely
Russian grin
Yeah!
So we said:
You’re freakin’ me out
Kremlins!
Yeah!
It’s freakin’ me out
Kremlins!
Yeah!
With your big hats
You’re freakin’ me out
Kremlins!
Yeah!
It’s freakin’ me out
Do svidanija, Kremlins!
Radio masts blink in the night
As we sleep by starlight
Just follow the lines
One day at a time
An’ I’m sure we’ll be fine
Yeah!
Up The Don an’ down The Volga
Astrakhan’s where we’re bourn to
Russian brides an’ tales of lust
An’ devils in the dust
Yeah!
An’ we said:
You’re freakin’ me out
Kremlins!
Yeah!
It’s freakin’ me out
Kremlins!
Yeah!
With your big hats
You’re freakin’ me out
Kremlins!
Yeah!
It’s freakin’ me out
Do svidanija, Kremlins!
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2. |
Near Miss
02:44
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Just hangin’ out like friends
But baby, we got the bends
I got a girlfriend
So a broken heart
It sooner mends
So, sittin’ in the dark
Or hangin’ by the plants
We could get it on
Right now
Or not …
Don’t think she’d understand
I don’t think she’d understand
Why don’t I walk you home?
When it’s snowin’ an’ you look cold
I know, I got a girlfriend
Now I realise that shit is growin’ old
I guess I had to pass the test
But then I found the mess
Oh no
… No, no, no …
Now I understand
Yeah, now i understand
Oh-wo-oh
It was a near miss, yeah!
Hangin’ out like friends
Just hangin’ out like friends
I had a girlfriend
So there the story ends
Why didn’t I take you home?
When it was snowin’ an’ you looked cold?
I know, I had a girlfriend
Now I realise that I
Probably shoulda …
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3. |
Wolves
02:44
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The stars!
The wolves!
The people!
Oh, when I close my eyes it’s like I’m there again:
The Land Of Blue Skies!
Hidin’ out in a hotel in U.B.
Menaced by children with meathooks, for money
Goddamn, I love this place
But our market money wasn’t freshly laundered
Police, crowds, threats of violence
An’ the passin’ hordes just stared in wonder at:
The stars!
The wolves!
The people!
Yeah, the stars
The wolves
An’ the minefields!
Oh, when I close my eyes it’s like I’m there again:
The Land Of Blue Skies!
Stars!
Wolves!
People!
Night -
Drinkin’ vodka on the streets of U.B.
My one golden rule is ‘Fuck Yeah!’ if it’s free
But at a million miles an hour, you should never take a tow
From a man who butchers goats, at the side of the road
An’ drives an ambulance, with the sirens on
With you swingin’ behind, all your tyres blown off, past:
The stars!
The wolves!
The people!
Yeah, the stars
The wolves
The mosquitos!
Oh, when I close my eyes it’s like I’m there again:
The Land Of Blues Skies!
Stars!
Wolves!
People!
Corrugated!
Road of death!
Gobi breakdown!
Flat bed truck!
Wolves!
Wolves!
Wolves!
Wolves!
The stars!
The wolves!
The people!
(Yeah)
The stars!
The wolves!
An’ the minefields!
(Na-da-le-na-da-le-na-da-le-wooo!)
The stars!
The wolves!
The mosquitos!
(Yeah)
The stars!
The wolves!
An’ the people!
Hold your dogs!
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4. |
Fresh Grave
03:44
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So put your smoke down, an’ grab a pickaxe
I gotta cold beer, though it’s warming up fast
Then take your last breath, an’ scream at the moon
I gotta fresh grave, you’ll be lying there soon
Dig!
I’ll bring you flowers when the flesh grows cold
To check you’ve left this mortal coil
Behold the mould and be consoled
Yeah!
So put your smoke down now, an’ grab a pickaxe
I gotta cold beer waitin', though it’s warming up fast
Then take your last breath, pig, an’ scream wild at the moon
I gotta fresh grave dug, an’ you’ll be lying there soon
Dig!
Every shadow shakes me
So come inside and wake me
When all I want is night
An’ blackness in the sky
The best days of our lives
So put your smoke down now, an’ grab a pickaxe
I gotta cold beer waitin', though it’s warming up fast
Then take your last breath, pig, an’ scream wild at the moon
I gotta fresh grave dug, an’ you’ll be lying there soon
So, come on an’ dig...
You gotta goddamn dig!
(Woo)
You gotta goddamn dig!
(Aw yeah)
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5. |
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Her God is her witness
She’s holdin’ onto faith
With a heavy heart
She’s holding onto grace
Well, I’ll leave my ashes on your doorstep
Swore I’d never leave your side
Violence in the air, and…
Daggers in mens smiles tonight
Just cut through the silence
There’s daggers in mens smiles
Conspire
Bloody rags an’ butchers knives
The silence
There’s daggers in mens smiles tonight
Conspire
Bloody rags an’ butchers knives
They slice!
As God is her witness
She’s holdin’ onto her faith
With a rebel yell
She’s slippin’ outta grace, yeah!
When I cut through the silence
There’s just daggers in mens smiles
Just cut through the silence
There’s daggers in mens smiles
Conspire
Bloody rags an’ butchers knives
The silence
There’s daggers in mens smiles tonight
Conspire
Bloody rags an’ butchers knives
They slice!
Ichi... Ni... San... Shi...
Just cut through the silence
There’s daggers in mens smiles
Conspire
Bloody rags an’ butchers knives
The silence
There’s daggers in mens smiles tonight
Conspire
Bloody rags an’ butchers
Bloody rags an’ butchers
Bloody rags an’ butchers knives
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6. |
Flee The Crimea
02:20
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Bite your lip to stay awake!
All it takes is one mistake!
And we all die here today!
I’m on fire when the engine’s runnin’
An’ we got some gas an’ the wheels keep turnin’
We got plans, I can’t deny
Won’t stop this muthafucka ’til it’s on fire
Bite your lip to stay awake!
All it takes is one mistake!
And we all die here today!
Flee the Crimea!
Flee the Crimea!
I’m on fire when the engine’s burnin’
An’ we got some gas an’ the wheels keep turnin’
We got plans, I can’t deny
Won’t stop this muthafucka ’til it’s on fire!
Stay on the right and just head for Russia
Run for the border with cops in the mirror
Forty degrees as we flee the Crimea
Yo, Flee the Crimea!
Flee the Crimea!
Flee the Crimea!
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7. |
Voices
03:38
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You’re with us
Or against us
Yeah…
Plastic bullets and stun grenades
Same old shit, just longer chains
We’re gettin’ nearer
Can you feel it?
Closing quickly
Can you hear it?
Voices!
Gettin’ nearer
Voices!
Gettin’ clearer
The spit rolls down your chin
You’re with us
Or agains us
Man…
Revolution’s a death away
An’ you’ve only got yourselves to blame
“Target acquired: locked and ready”
“Aim for the eyes: hold her steady”
Voices!
We can hear you
Voices!
We can see you
Plastic bullets and stun grenades…
Same old shit, just longer chains…
Revolution’s just a death away…
You’ve only got yourselves to blame…
Plastic bullets and stun grenades…
(Stun grenades!)
Same old shit, just longer chains…
(Longer chains!)
Revolution’s just a death away…
(Death away!)
You’ve only got yourselves to blame…
Plastic bullets and stun grenades…
(Plastic bullets!)
Same old shit, just longer chains…
(Same old shit!)
Revolution’s just a death away…
(Revolution!)
You’ve only got yourselves to…
Blame!
Plastic bullets and stun grenades!
It’s the same old shit!
They just got longer chains!
Re-vo-lu-tion!
We can hear you!
Voices!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Voices!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Voices!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Voices!
Yeah yeah yeah…
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8. |
The Glasgow Strangler
01:37
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The net of violence is closing in...
The Glasgow Strangler, The Glasgow Strangler!
Our goddamn luck is wearin' thin...
The Glasgow Strangler, The Glasgow Strangler!
The Glasgow Strangler strikes again!
The Glasgow Strangler, The Glasgow Strangler!
He struck first in a bar room brawl...
The Glasgow Strangler, The Glasgow Strangler!
All for one, an' one for all...
The Glasgow Strangler, The Glasgow Strangler!
The Glasgow Strangler hates us all!
The Glasgow Strangler, The Glasgow Strangler!
The Glasgow Strangler, The Glasgow Strangler!
Yeah
Come on, get down...
All for one!
An' one for all!
All for one!
An' one for all!
All for one!
An' one for all!
The Glasgow Strangler
Seventy four
I said:
All for one!
An' one for all!
All for one!
An' one for all!
All for one!
An' one for all!
The Glasgow Strangler
He's seventy four...
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9. |
Snowflakes
03:42
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(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Can I ask what you're drinkin'...yeah?
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Can you hear what I'm sayin'...?
Oh yeah, I've seen you around
An' every little bit of sudden doubt
Melts like snowflakes - in hell!
(Hey!) Can you hear what I -
(Hey!) Can you hear what I -
(Hey!) Can you hear what I -
Hear what I'm sayin'?
(Hey!) So, whatcha doin' to -
(Hey!) So, whatcha doin' to -
(Hey!) So, whatcha doin' to -
Doin' tomorrow?
(Hey!) I think I heard you were -
(Hey!) I think I heard you were -
(Hey!) I think I heard you were -
Heard you were single?
(Hey!) Shall we do it to -
(Hey!) Shall we do it to -
(Hey!) Shall we do it to -
Do it together?
Oh yeah, I've seen you around
An' every little bit of sudden doubt
Melts like snowflakes
Melts like snowflakes - in hell!
Hell - I'm in hell
Hell - I'm in hell
Hell - I'm in hell - in hell
Hell - I'm in hell
Hell - I'm in hell
Hell - I'm in hell - in hell
Hell - I'm in hell
Hell - I'm in hell
Hell - I'm in hell - in hell
In hell - in hell - in hell - in hell - in hell - in hell
Hell
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10. |
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Into the mouth again
Of the Mountain That Eats Men
Many eyes an' many teeth
Many evils lurk beneath
El Tio's underground
Ugly sights an' ugly sounds
Many legs and many daughters
Drag the blade an' feed the slaughter!
Into the mouth again
Of the Mountain That Eats Men
Half a millenium
Of terror, darkness - child an' man
Retching death underground
Sweatin' blood for many hours
Many eyes an' many teeth
Drag the blade an' feed the weak
Damn!
El Tio's underground
Ugly sights an' ugly sounds
Many legs and many daughters
Drag the blade an' feed the slaughter!
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11. |
Hotel Tashkent
02:17
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“If you wanna go out dancin’…”
I know a girl who’s keen
Her father runs a hotel
Somewhere far out east
Our drummer drove into a storm drain
Late night, Tashkent, after dark
He beached the car an’ left us hangin’
Without success we tried to shift it
Even got five men to help us lift it
But took a car to pull us out
When she came up singin’:
“If you wanna go out dancin’…”
I know a girl who’s keen
Her father runs a hotel
Somewhere far out east
An’ she’s all smiles an’ hair-flicks
Her language is obscene
But all I really want tonight
Is beer an’ bed an’ clean
Alright!
What’s that you say?
Your father runs a hotel an’ we’ll be okay?
Just take your arm?
An’ you’ll lead us all together to the promised land?
“But first let’s go out dancing…”
“I wanna go out dancing…”
Illegal manoeuvres an’ mirrored walls
An’ contraband an’ waterfalls
What’s that you say?
At the Hotel Tashkent
(We'll be okay)
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12. |
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Deadloss Superstar Scotland, UK
"Full-tilt gonzo. Messy but effective"
- Classic Rock
"Kicks the ass of a lot of stuff that
passes for rock music these days" - Diskant
"In-your-face ballsout bravado" - 100% Rock
"You will fall in love with this band guaranteed"
- Is This Music?
"Should be eradicated, just like TB was" - PowerPlay
"Some cracking stuff" - The Rocker
"Bends both time and space. Totally rabid” - Insect Rock
... more
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