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Smoke 'Em All Down
03:11
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It’s all about the blues so keep you body shakin
Just give it up and keep your shoulders groovin
I’d like to pick you up and get some more reaction
‘cause we’re all in the same boat, just tryin to have fun
It’s all about the blues, is not only drinkin’ booze
but smoke em all down, yeah smoke them all down Hoo !
It’s all about the blues, so keep your body shakin babe
Please stop talking’ and keep doing the same thing
Swing baby swing ‘cause I know what you like I know
Keep on twistin’ it with your feet crazy mambo !
It’s all about the blues, is not only drinkin’ booze
but smoke em all down, down ,down
(slowdown,slowdown)
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Mrs Jackson
03:43
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So Mrs Jackson’s waiting on the phone
Well she’s a naughty naughty girl after the midnight calls
She likes the hula hoop dance, and she lights me up
I’m a twisted man in trance girl I’m blowin’ up
So ride on ! (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson yeah
Oh Marilyn Marilyn, tell me where you’ve been
And I know your voice ,is stickin’ in my dreams
Since so many times yeah, you runaway
And now I meet you in this bar
and babe you dunno what to say
So ride on ! (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson yeah
So ride on ! (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
From the docks of Paris, to the 114
We were singing all night with John and Paul
She’s a maryjane smoker
A rock’n’roll dancer
And she gets me high, ‘cause she wild wild wild
So ride on ! (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson ride on (ride on)
Mrs Jackson yeah
Oh Marilyn Marilyn Marilyn,
Oh come on keep on riding
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3. |
Bloom
03:02
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I’m on supersonic trip yeah, no one can save me
I’m falling round and round again, I feel my last thrills
Lost myself in a river, my soul fell off the cliff
Can’t help but goin’ higher, go to follow the riff
I’m dead and i’m flying, over the hidden seas
I feel so damn alive and I finally, I finally found peace
And I know I was screaming, from the top of my voice
And I know I’ll be spinning seems like I got no choice
I’m on a supersonic trip, I’m on a supersonic trip !
I’m falling round and round again, I feel my last thrills
bouldeba bouldeba yeah ! bouldeba bouldeba yeah !
I’m on a supersonic trip, I’m on a supersonic trip !
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Beat Goes On
02:46
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I Gotta write a song,
It feels like something's wrong
Hear that angry tension
Like a snake crawlin' on
Can't talk freely / Bastards !
Are taking all over the streets
The crowd goes crazy
And it goes like this,
And the Beat goes on and on and on !
Pulling up all rages,
Trying to play against the rules,
It's been goin' on for ages
We've always been the one to lose
Can't talk freely / Acab !
In their hearts it is hope
Some might want to shut it down
But the beat keeps going on
And the Beat goes on and on and on !
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Ghetto Blaster
04:59
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I’m a ghetto blaster, i’m ridin’ faster
and i’m out of control
she’s howling louder, and i’m on fire
well i’m out of control
I took it too much, and I can’t feel my lips
and i’m out of control
and I don’t give a damn, about watcha think
Bout what you think what you say anyway
I’m a ghetto blaster, i’m an easy trigger
and i’m out of control
My brain’s melting and the lights are flashing
well i’m out of control
my heart starts beatng when the drums are coming
and I don’t give a damn, about watcha think
Bout what you think what you say anyway, anyway
Hey, Ho well I’m a ghetto Blaster
Hey, Ho well I’m a ghetto Blaster
Hey, Ho well I’m a ghetto Blaster
Hey, Ho well I’m a ghetto Blaster
Ghetto blaster yeah
Yeah baby, yeah baby, yeah baby you can’t touch me
Ghetto blaster yeah
Yeah baby, yeah baby, yeah baby you can’t touch me
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The Wealthy Hobos Paris, France
"Wealthy in their hearts, Hobos in their minds !"
Bluesy. Rough.
Rock.
The guys from The Wealthy Hobos drop their heavy dirty bearded blues/rock in energetic gigs.
Call for hobos, hang to the wagon, let's twist !
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