The tortures, the torment Pink noise, delicious The danger, the victims Demeaning religion She rides, she rolls Olympic control Her bricks assaultin'
que los une los distingue la pasión del heavy rock es su fuerza, su razón de vivir Míralos, su pasión, heavy rock, mí
Dear friends You are angels and drunks You are magi Old friends You stuck a pin in a map I was in And this is a note for a road sign Cutting the breeze
There's a ladder tear in my high ideals Like I took a chair on the battlefield And any noble friend that was burning in my chest Is acid in my belly at
I have a drop-leaf window With cats and broken yards Sunflowers and paint cans And stolen shopping carts And nothing to be proud of And nothing to regret
You're a law unto yourself And we don't suffer dreamers But neither should you walk the earth alone So with finger rolls and folding chairs And a volley
My high priestess folded neatly Back in your box, oh Lord Called the song, he sang so sweetly Back in your box, oh Lord Found myself astride a tiger
on walls Stealing booze and hour long hungry kisses And nobody knew me at home anymore Build a rocket, boys Build a rocket, boys Build a rocket, boys
The birds are the keepers of our secret As they saw us where we lay In the deepest grass of springtime In a reckless guilty haze And they wove a sweet
I throw this to the wind But what if I was right Well, did you trust your noble dreams And gentle expectations to the mercy of the night? The night will
I walked with the river in kind of a dream Hand in hand, the all knowing river and me To the clamor of rushes and deeply barren trees A drunk making blossom
Best intentions bring joyless droughts Pack your hacksaw come push me out When your dentures prevent your smile These adventures will fill your eyes
I'm more than just Your average girl I'd like to turn me up And show the world Aw, yea 'Cuz some can talk the talk But this girl just wants to rock I
twang We got just one condition now We like it loud, we like it honking The party won't be revving 'til we crank it to eleven Get it rocking, our boots
train Unh huh huh, unh huh huh, yeah From mic to cassette deep into your ear My voice is your choice that you wanted to hear Southern boy makin' noise
and Evil E rocks it [Incomprehensible] straight from my heart My jam is sure to hit the top of the charts Ram is my sign, he's different from all kinds Rock
go out walking in the pouring rain I want my rock 'n' roll to make the windows shake I wait 'til 3 A.M. to call everyone I know I'm gonna bring the noise
have to hop on a plane Or sail down to Montego Bay Yeah, the party?s right here with me and the boys Let the whiskey fall, come on, make some noise Let