A song called Star, this one. Nobody gonna my car I'm gonna it to the ground gonna beat my car
It's break the speed of sound Ooh, a killing machine It's got Like a power
Big fat and everything I it and I need it, I feed it Yeah, it me on Alright, hold
I'm a star, yeah Nobody gonna take my I'm keep her to the end Nobody take my girl
She stays on every bend Ooh, a killing machine She got Like a moving
Body and everything I love it, I it, yeah Yeah, she me on Alright, tight
I'm a highway Nobody gonna my head Now I'm on the road again Nobody gonna take my
I gonna beat my..., yeah, Ooh, I'm in again I got Like an road
All my friends and I love it and I need it, I it Yeah, it me on Alright, tight
I'm a star Oh, my Nobody take my car I'm gonna race it to the
gonna take my car It's break the speed of sound Ooh, a killing machine It's got
Oh, a moving Big fat tyres and I it and I need it, I bleed it Yeah, it me on
Alright, tight I'm a highway I'm a star I'm a highway
Oh, yes I am, you Thank you. That's a new one, taken off Head. This is a about... child in time, you'll see the line
The line that's between the good and the bad See the blind man, he's at the world The bullets flying, they're taking If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you
And you've not been hit by flying You've not been hit by flying better close your eyes You'd better bow head
for the ricochet Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I'm for you day and night Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
A-a-ah, I want to you say A-a-ah, Sweet in time, you'll 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 everyone If you've bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying You've not been hit by lead better close 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 you sing A-a-ah, - You're only about four foot six, but don't worry about it, there's always someone 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 from the last album. It tells the story of how we recorded it and what wrong when we did it. It happened in Switzerland, the song, a thing called Smoke On The Water, one. Alright, We all out to Montreux On the Geneva shoreline
To make with a mobile We didn't have time, no Zappa and the Mothers Were at the best around
But some stupid a flare gun Burned the to the ground, now on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the But burning You They burned down the house
It with an awful sound Claude was running in and out He was kids out of ground it all was over
We had to another place Swiss was running on It that we would lose the race on the water, a fire in the sky
It was Smoke on the to the ground, it was You
We ended up at the Grand It was empty, and bare But with the Rolling truck thing just outside our music there
A few red lights, a few old We made a to sweat No what we get out of this I know, I know we'll forget
on the water, a fire in the sky Smoke on the It was down was crying - you. Yeah, everything up here, please. And a bit more if you got it. Ah? -(...everything louder than else.) - Yeah, can we everything louder than everything else? Right. No one the things you do Because I in front of you But you drive me all the You put in my mind I to sing and say my prayers my life without a care Now I have a fool I listen to the mule How can I change when my Is a friend of a Lucifer hid in the Just another for the mule (...???..., yeah) - Ian on drums, yes. There once was a A strange of woman The kind that written down in history Her was Nancy Her face was fancy She left a trail of happiness and I her loved her She everyone and gave 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 my money as I took my turn I want you, I need you, I gotta be you Ooh, I got a strange kind of woman, yes I She looked like a But I could please her On Wednesday mornings boy you go far I get her But got better, she said Saturday 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 you, I need you, I gotta be near you Ooh, I got a strange kind of Ooh, my soul, I you I want you, I need you, I be near you I spent my money as I my turn I want you, I you, I gotta be near you Ooh, I got a kind of woman, yes I have She said she loved me I wed her in a No more callers and I glow with I'm I feel screaming I won my woman just before she 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 kind of woman, yeah She was so fat She was the worst you've ever seen Ooh, my soul, I love you, - Hey, you, thank you. Here's a thing called Lazy, this is a song from Machine Head, and it's a song, a called Lazy, this one, Lazy. You're lazy, in bed You're lazy, yeah, in bed Don't want no money, don't no bread, oh, shut up If you're drowning you don't no straw If drowning you don't clutch no straw You don't to live, don't want to cry no more, no My trying ain't done no I said, my ain't done no good You make no effort, no not like you should Lazy, in bed Lazy, no money, you don't want no bread, oh - Yeah. - Come on, everybody, clap hands. Well, we had a lot of luck on We always had a on Mars We're all the groovy people We've the Milky Way so far We're dancing the Borealis We're space round the the stars Come on, come on, on go Space truckin' Come on, on, come on when we did the moonshot And Pony led the way We moved to the Canaveral Every naut dance and sway We got music in our system We're truckin' every day Come on, come on, on go space truckin' Come on, come on, on The fireball rode was moving But now got a new machine Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, a said Man cats can really swing They got music in the system Rock the Milky Way Dancing the Borealis They're Space truckin' day Come on, come on, on go space truckin' Come on, come on, on Come on, on, come on go space truckin' Come on, on, come on Yeah, yeah, truckin' Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, - Thank you, night. night is not right, I don't so bright, I don't to sit tight. Maybe find on the way down the line I'm free, free to be me. Black is a long way from home. I don't need a tree, I don't want a sea, I feel, I can't see. I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, to be me. Black is a long way from home. night, black night, I need black night, I see dark night. Maybe I'll on the way down the line that I'm free, to be me. Black night is a way from home. Good Golly, said little Molly When she was rockin' in the house of light Tutti Frutti was oh so she was rockin' to the east and west Lucille was oh so When she didn't do her daddies on baby, drive me crazy--do it, do it
I'm a speed king you go to hear me I'm a speed see me fly
Saturday night and I 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 hearted man been causing trouble since it all began Take a little rice a little beans Gonna rock and roll down to New
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