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They Can't Kill Us All
03:59
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They Can't Kill Us All
Watch the neon sunset
Bathe in the afterglow
Are we having fun yet?
If ya have to ask you'll never know
Chorus
We are the unclaimed
Unwashed and profane
We're like a freight train
And baby, they can't kill us all
Watch the cold moon rising
From the wreckage of your dreams
They're gonna launch a dragnet
We're wanted dead or deceased
Chorus
Hellbent for leather
Been here forever
We stick together
Cause baby, they can't kill us all
Icons and pirates
Love unrequited
We weren't invited
But baby they can't kill us all
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Gypsy Dancer
04:17
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She was a gypsy dancer, on a sideshow stage
If I had to venture, I'd guess she's underage
Her mother stood behind her, talkin' voodoo slang
Her father orchestrated the whole shebang
She was a gypsy dancer, she had a heart of ice
You could look but never - touch the merchandise
She had an eye for trouble, her pale skin so fair
She locked my eyes in her vacant stare
She was a gypsy dancer, from south of Tupelo
She had all the answers, most of them were no
Her mother stood beside her, talkin' voodoo slang
Her father orchestrated the whole shebang
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Down The Rabbit Hole
07:20
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The Summer of Love is buried In a shallow grave
just off Highway 61
Walked along the watchtower, and we watched the world explode
The ones who came for peace were met with guns
Chorus
Down The Rabbit Hole - chasing dust and diamonds
All this way for nothing, hiding in strawberry fields
Down The Rabbit Hole - cling like rust to iron
We took the long way out of town riding on our broken wheels
Inspired by your generation, you can spread your wings
But we'll just shoot you from the sky
Forget forgiveness, we won't go down without a fight
Don't fire till you see the whites of their lies
Free to speak your minds, by the founding fathers ratified
You can't beat that with a stick, but those Chicago cops sure tried
Riots in Emerald City, burn that mother to the ground
Let the wizard light the way to where you lay your freedom down
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Cheap Lipstick
04:57
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Cheap lipstick on a million dollar face
There's no excuse for stupid in the information age
I've got a name and everybody's gonna know it
I've got a second chance and this time I ain't gonna blow it
On the road to nowhere and nobody's gonna slow me down
Chorus
There's eyes in every shadow
And they're sending in the clowns
If you try to fight the power
They're gonna shoot you down
Out there in the trenches
With your guitar and amplifier
Another fallen hero
Tangled in the razor wire
Cause you can't flame out if you never set the world on fire
Chorus
There's eyes in every shadow
And they're sending in the clowns
If you're talking revolution
We can burn this mother down
Out there in the trenches
With your guitar and amplifier
Another fallen hero
Tangled in the razor wire
Cause you can't flame out if you never set the world on fire
Dead man walking on the line of good and evil
Dream girl walking thru the killing fields of love
The neon sun is blinding and the night goes on for days
The avenue's a freak show and the whole damn world's a stage
Walk among the righteous and they'll screw you over anyway
Chorus
There's eyes in every shadow
And they're sending in the clowns
If you're talking revolution
We can burn this mother down
Out there in the trenches
With your guitar and amplifier
Another fallen hero
Tangled in the razor wire
Cause you can't flame out if you never set the world on fire
Chorus
There's eyes in every shadow
And they're sending in the clowns
If you try to change the system
They're gonna try to shoot you down
Out there in the trenches
With your guitar and amplifier
Another fallen angel
Tangled in the razor wire
Cause you can't flame out if you never set the world on fire
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How 'Bout You?
04:27
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I'm comfortable in my head, how 'bout you?
I won't roll over and play dead, how 'bout you?
I won't leave anything unsaid, how 'bout you?
I'll rest in peace when I'm dead, how 'bout you?
Chorus
I got a shotgun mouth and a heart of leather
I'll live forever in the lexicon
A trashcan soul full of rock and roll
I got love like a neutron bomb
My memories are hazy, how 'bout you?
But I can still do crazy, how 'bout you?
Don't care if they hate me, how 'bout you?
I sleep like a baby, how 'bout you?
I'm comfortable in my head, how 'bout you?
I won't roll over and play dead, how 'bout you?
I won't leave anything unsaid, how 'bout you?
I'll rest in peace when I'm dead, how 'bout you?
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Ain't Comin' Back Alive
04:22
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Stereo 102
04:42
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I am the all-night DJ on Stereo 102
Here till dawn, spinning your favorite oldies just for you
Across the city , across the state
But nobody hears me cause it's so damn late
Is there anybody out there , is my message getting thru ?
Coming at you over the airwaves on Stereo 102
I'm here cause I've got nothing , so I've got nothing left to lose
I’ve lost my mind, I’m on the skids
I’ve lost control , I'm off the grid
But still I'd call it even if I could get you to … (Come on, turn it up!)
Chorus
Turn up your radio -- oh oh oh
Turn up your radio -- oh oh oh
Turn up your radio -- oh oh oh
Turn up your radio -- oh oh
I am the all-night DJ on Stereo 102
I'm here till dawn, spinning your favorite oldies just for you
50,000 watts of power,
but who's gonna know that at this hour
Is there anybody out there, is my message getting thru ?
CHORUS
Turn up your radio -- oh oh oh
Turn up your radio -- oh oh oh
Turn up your radio -- oh oh oh
Turn up your radio -- oh oh
BRIDGE :
Don't touch that dial
Won't you listen for a while
I'll give my heart and soul
Though it's only rock and roll
(Heart and soul)
Chorus
OUTRO:
50,000 watts of power
Across the city, across the state
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Another Friday night and I'm out in the street
Bail and a bar tab, what else could ya need
There's a beauty in the corner tryin' to catch my eye
But I know all about her and I ain't that high
She thinks that she's exotic
But the right word is psychotic
Chorus
Dumpster fires and trainwrecks
Always start with a pretty face
Three chords and a puff of smoke
And it disappears without a trace
It was back in my heyday 'fore the dream got frayed
One foot on the gas, and one in the grave
I met a suicide bombshell sinkin' like a stone
She said "You're damned if ya do and damned if you don't"
Her voice was hypnotic
But the words were idiotic
Chorus
Dumpster fires and trainwrecks
Always start with a pretty face
Three chords and a puff of smoke
And it disappears without a trace
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9. |
You Nuke Me
04:39
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Even the odd get lucky
Sometimes the Joker draws a queen
Used to want to be somebody
Now I just want you here with me
Chorus
You nuke me
Baby you blow me away
You nuke me
But I like the way you radiate
When I fade into nothing
You're the only dream I had that came true
You turn dogshit to diamonds
What's a poor boy to do, cause
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Rat Bastard
04:56
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Like a top hat at a shotgun wedding, always just a little out of place
When it's late and the sun is setting, you're left standing outside of the gates
All coiled up like a viper, never going in for the kill
Ya wanna dance gotta pay the piper, the price is highest for the cheapest thrills
Pre Chorus
You were born to be a rebel, every thought is a speech
When the playing field's on the level you find it's all just out of your reach
Chorus
Grasping for a moment you'll never capture
Chatter like a monkey sittin' in a tree
In the realm of epic fail you're the master
Rat Bastard
Heart of glass and a head of granite, always landing flat on your face
You're not much of a moving target, with concrete shoes and feet of clay
Trouble comes and it gives no warning, boxing shadows and you lose the fight
It's just another Sunday morning, you can't remember Saturday night
You were born to be a rebel, living life on the fringe
What you got ain't all that special, the world's gonna eat you and grin
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instruMental
04:32
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Uh... it's called "instruMental". There are no lyrics.
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The fundaMentals Port Charlotte, Florida
Influenced by everything from Pink Floyd to AC/DC to The Stooges, The 'Mentals tear it up with an unapologetically neo-
classic/ garage-adelic rock sound, for the love of rock and roll.
Don Bathrick: Vocals & guitar
Danger Dan Goodnight: Lead guitar
Dave Gravelin: Drums, percussion, chimichangas
Heather Straw: Bass, vocals
Mary Tero: Keyboards, vocals
“Whiskey” Dick Young: Bass, guitar, haircut
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