1. |
Live Rounds
02:46
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I`ve drawn first blood in the wild blue
I`ve seen the angry reckless dirty go down
I`ve danced on graves forgotten and lost
And I’ve had it my way
Come on now pretty sweet baby
Point blank, I`m shooting live rounds
I was born and raised out in the streets
With the notion of clear silent thunder
The bullet proof truth is beyond ya
The party lights over you wonder
If I`ll tear the whole world apart for you
But the doubt that you show leaves me cold
I want someone to bleed
I want someone to bleed
So I’ll know if I feel
Wanna taste the hot blood as we kiss
Gonna be hurt bad baby by the hard truth that we missed
The walls of ancient China wont protect us as it is
And the fear that we feel is around us – it’s a bliss
Cover up! there’s fire in the hole
You can`t sprint once your run outta breath
I want someone to bleed
I want someone to bleed
So I’ll know if I feel
I`ve drawn first blood in the wild blue
I`ve seen the angry reckless dirty go down
I`ve danced on graves forgotten and lost
And I’ve had it my way
I want someone to bleed
I want someone to bleed
So I’ll know if I feel
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2. |
Sweet Maria Smiles
03:00
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One hot rod summers night
Gonna take take that baby for that ride
Low key state of mind
This ain`t the blues
The right to walk these streets
And drive in open cars
I’m on a night chase for your love
Baby, Baby, love
I’ll go down with my life
- take it away
I’ll go down with my life
- take it away
Uh uh
Sweet talk and loving eyes
Sweet Maria smiles
Met an angel pure heart and soul
Gave her everything I got
Worked so hard
Cause I wanted her to feel good
Got me all wrapped up, all tame
It`s her dreams
Its her home
It’s her way
And it’s her children
And we know for sure they`re her children
And we´re told that I’m their dad
Uh uh
Sweet talk and loving eyes
Sweet Maria smiles
So wrap it up tight, lay it down right
Tell that little girl what is what
And Who is who
Let it all go
Let it all shine
Here is what is yours
Now tell me what’s mine
Uh uh
Sweet talk and loving eyes
Sweet Maria smiles
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3. |
Angelina
04:04
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The staines and the holes in her dress
Her make up is smeared
The drink in her hand
The way she’s sliding off the chair
Like she is going somewhere
Wise boys don’t ever go there
Gonna see the doctor
Gonna get her shot
Eddie says baby it`s gonna hurt
She looks him straight in the eyes
Hey man a lot of things hurt
Sure as the tide is going to rise up
And day turns into night
Your love wont last
Your dream is a mess
Angelina
Angelina oh, oh
Shooting stars all been shot down
The wishing well ran dry
Lucky number seven has been added fifty five
No one gets out alive
Went to see her mother
But she’s been dead for years
Eddie says, don’t you know
He looks her straight in the eyes
God knows why he even try
Sure as the tide is going to rise up
And day turns into night
Your love wont last
Your dream is a mess
Angelina
Angelina oh, oh
In her heart there’s a feeling of void
And though she’s smiling back at me
This feeling got wicked ways
That rips his heart right out
But hang on for tonight
Sure as the tide is going to rise up
And day turns into night
Your love wont last
Your dream is a mess
Angelina
Angelina oh, oh
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4. |
Time On Her Side
03:33
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Once again she lost a man
But she's got a friend
And there's nothing that he can't mend
When Johnny walks with her
She settles for what may be
Will you call me? man, we’ll see...
Last nights shots still bangin in her head
Razorsharp morning daylight shines oh too hard
And she misses the night
Just stumbling outta bed
Longing for another last night
Chorus:
White wine, gin and juice
Sweet Heineken
She don't care if its cold
As long as it makes her forget
The lies she told
Got one last cigarette
But she ain't got no light
She gotta have a drink
But she ain't got a dime
Maybe she gets what she needs at home
Or maybe where ever She's going
But she’s going nowhere
(chorus)
Don't like how she feels
She ain't living to get old
Don't like how she feels
She ain't living to get old
Don't like how she feels
She ain't living to get old
tomorrow she's still got time on her side
(chorus)
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5. |
Devil's Blood
03:40
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Devil’s Blood
Shelly had a golden touch
She had it coming from her first years of
She had a tan and a golden lock
She was such a a lucky duck
Ans as if it was not enough, not enough
She wore a neatly tainted skull
And had a jester she called Big Daddy
He´d drawn the devil’s blood
He´d been chasing the white in the grey
Under neon light and in alleys dark
They build the night right in his heart
Johnny shock his senses off
To get his soul train back on track
Had to leave himself defenseless
From all alone to back to back
She´d been going down those same old tracks
She´s felt them come and go
But she still wants more
Like the devils blood
Like chasing the white in the grey
Under neon light and in alleys dark
They build the night right in her heart
Highway 40 west
Straight through to Alburquerque
Uh missed the 25
They had that thing humming
They had that running for your life drive
They had each other coming
But they both wanted out alive
Maybe somewhere else
In some kind of better place
They could have been somethin`
That means something
In the eyes of the blind
In the heart of the cold
But they chose an outlaw highway
To redeem their souls
Using the devil’s blood
Chasing the white in the grey
Under neon light and in alleys dark
They build the night right in their hearts
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6. |
Dawn Is Breaking
03:06
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The kindred spirit sympathy
Of the brown bag bum man
The hard earned losing mean streak
That takes one to understand
I believe in bad luck
And shooting stars
But don`t tell nobody
Or somebody better run to their cars
I`m tempted, I´m torn, I pretend
I fumble, I fall, I try to get up again
As dawn is breaking
Dawn is breaking
The Duke and the Drummer
Out on a roadhouse rampage
Little Johnny sure shooting up those bottles
Even though he’s underage
Shotgun Annie is out on the town
With some up state pretty boy
And Ronnies oldest brother
Dances in the dark in Hanoi
Looking for a way out of here
Fumbling, falling trying to get up again
As dawn is breaking
Dawn is breaking
Somewhere beyond the city limits
Ronnie’s howling at the moon
Standing on the hood in his blue jeans looking mean
They won’t catch Ron soon
Big Man got his head in the clouds
Looking for that million dollar sound
Bossy’s getting tough cause he’s cornered
But he’ll make it count
Looking for a way out of here
Fumbling, falling trying to get up again
I`m tempted, I´m torn, I pretend
I fumble, I fall, I try to get up again
As dawn is breaking
Dawn is breaking
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7. |
Codename: Wasteland
05:41
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At the payphone on the waterfront
Sundown slipping in
Hanging up, dropping the phone
Think of what she said
As the line goes dead
A blank stare through the glass to the hood of the car
Engines still smoking, leaking oil, well we’ve gone so far
How could she say
“Its clear I ain´t getting through
Too you, no matter what I do”
You know you should try harder
But the first move seems so hard
Hard and hard and harder
But you know you’ll never get there if you don’t even start
Took her though some badlands
Took her for some ride
Turned up she wasn’t used to
The highway blues and sleeping out each night
Took her out to Houston
By then I asked her her name
She said, you shoud know by now
Its too late for that
Now don’t get sad, goodbye
You know you should try harder
For a start ask girls their name
Hard and hard and harder
But you’ll never never know- time and time again you show it
You think its all a game, well I guess it’s all the the same
But if you’d loved me
You don’t show it that way
By leaving me cold in the dark
If you’d really really loved me
Theres no way in hell you’d go off
Like I don’t exist
Like a stone on the beach or a fish in the sea
If you’d really really loved me
After the smoke settles
I’m still stuck by the sea
Cruising slowly, now
It´s down to hurtin’ me
But my chances seem to fade
Wrecked on the shoulder
My hands are cold I lost my shades
Somewhere along the way, I guess back when she said
You know you should try harder
And I said: But the first move seems so hard
She replied: Hard and hard and harder
But you’ll never never know- time and time again you show it
You think its all a game, well I guess it’s all the the same
But if you’d loved me
You don’t show it that way
By leaving me cold in the dark
If you’d really really loved me
Theres no way in hell you'd go off
Like I don’t exist
Like a stone on the beach or a fish in the sea
If you’d really really loved me
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8. |
Crossing County Lines
04:18
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Did a dry run of my heart
In my dreams I saw a ghost dancing on and on
I was fueled up the night we did part
Tired of living on the run
You will die living on the run
A soft summers midnight breeze
Your hair caresses my face, my face and cheek
As we held each other tight
Hot blood leaked from our veins
Took a walk in the pale moon light
Crossing county lines
Standing back to back with my scars
Don’t they look fine
I don’t count sheep
No i count cars
Crossing county lines
Packed the shirt on my back
Hit the turnpike hit the highway after midnight
God it fell so right, ain´t no looking back
Still looking for signs in the clouds
That we might make it on home again – make it all-right again
I could´nt live up to your love
And you could not love me for who I am
We both tried hard to rise above
Now only memories remain
Crossing county lines
Standing back to back with my scars
Don’t they look fine
I don’t count sheep
No I count cars
Crossing county lines
The emptiness coming down
Like the rain from thunder
Inside I´m all lost and gone
Who´s gonna bring it home
What´s it gonna take to bring it home
That we may someday build a house
And gettin wet in the rain
Crossing county lines
Standing back to back with my scars
Don’t they look fine
I don’t count sheep
No I count cars
Crossing county lines
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9. |
For The Lost Ones
04:24
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City lights
Glowing night
The closed park full of life
The campfires on the beach
Warm beer
On this hot night
With everyone out on the corners
Spitting poetry writing nothing down
California, Frankie is here!
Just about to feel all right
As your image crosses my mind
Though you sure ain`t around
Memories blow up in my face
I`m south bound locked down
Trying to break the chains
You got me running for cover
Stepping down cracking up, are you
Anything else than a lost lover
And a feeling that won’t stop
He better know how lucky
he is to have her
Nice going my man
And for her all I want is the best
Something that takes her
where I couldn’t take her fast enough
Where little girls dreams come true
Out of the blue
Where truth is turned to lies by a magic spell
Living happily ever after - But really who can tell
Are you anything else than a lost lover
Hell, How do you feel yourself?
Bright lights
Form the skyline
As the fog’s rolling in
In an alley in North Beach
Maybe I´m just chasing ghost’s
Of unanswered long distance calls
Right back roads that I´ve traveled
And corners I´ve reached
Seems like I´ve been running forever
Maybe I ain´t tryin´ to get away
Maybe I´ve just been tryin´ to get to you – who could say
You got me running for cover
Stepping down cracking up , are you
Anything else than a lost lover
A friend a ghost a shock
A Gun on the run
Burned by the Sun
Hope’s on the wasted up front
A drink for the lost ones
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10. |
Gloria
03:07
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Radio’s on in the living room
The bright morning sunlight
Coming through
In the kitchen
The stakes are getting higher
She held his heart in custody
Even as they proved it all night
In the shadows of the penetentiory
It sounds so sweet
But tt shot right through him
It shot right through that man
With each of his heart beats
His battered heart grew darker
But nothin´ can steal his thunder
Her simple words touched him
Made him smile
Wanted to break down and cry
Well, she was tryin´to be helpfull
Not only on sundays
Did he feel his lonely condition
And submission
It may rain on his parade
And the river´s rising so hit delete, fast
But it shot right through him…
Stacked his coins
Watched the play
Ran the bluff
All the way
(repeat)
Talking while starting the engine
Watching the highway in the mirror
Pulling into that river of cars
The no good always do deliver
On the coast Highway
The white brilliance
Of flashlights flashed
In the dusty rearview mirror
Cause It shot right through him…
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A storm is coming up from the south
Crawling up like snakes in the static night
Running moonshine liqour in dry countys
Outlawed and reckless, shoots on sight
A fierce wind sweeps the boardwalk
With its ever commanding presence
And the sun takes up at loosing fight
Magical shooting stars in cool clear
Chasing highspeed dead end satelites
Dark in the dark in a parkin lot
Pulling all nighters reaching for the dawn
Got my nerve up to bleed
Breaking through the skyline
The highway and beyond
You couldn’t read my dreams
You couldn’t read my dreams
Let your fire have mercy on me
As you lay down your curse upon me
For Gods sake and what ever might be
Waiting in the parking lot
Storm front sweeps across the stateline
And as your train finally rolls in
I was strung out on the wire
In the shadows of detention
Waiting for you to set in
Highway patrolman pulled me over
In a stolen car – with your daddys gun
Hands on the wheel
Hands on the hood
These colours baby don´t run
Stranded in the boom town
Where everything comes crashing down
Burned out and ready to give in
Somebody anybody whatever comes around
Just make some sound
You couldn’t read my dreams
Of course you couldn’t read my dreams
Let your fire have mercy on me…
solo
Straight into the wild
In this shimmering light
Heading down resurrection road
Step up batter hit the deck
A kiss in the wide open
This face is still beautiful all scratched and broken
You couldn’t read my dreams…
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