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Comin' in Hot
02:48
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I'm comin' in hot, comin' in real hot
Comin' in dead set, sure shot
Go on get that rock'n'roll van out of the lot
I'm comin' in hot, comin' in smokin'
Comin' in stone cold, on a mission
Gotta get that rock'n'roll band back on the road,
back in submission
Comin' in hot
Comin' in bothered
Comin' in 'Lord have mercy'
Gotta shake that rock'n'roll out of my body
Comin' in wrecked, comin' in uptight, undone,
Gotta add a 9 to 5 to my stack!
I’m comin' in set, comin' in drippin'
Comin' in so-so-soakin' wet,
Hard to snatch them rock'n'roll chains from my neck
Comin' on up! Comin' up one brick, one block,
One lick, one shot, one lock, stock, barrelling on a rock,
once around the sun, twice around the clock!
I'm going' on out, I'm goin' out sippin'
I'm goin' out soakin' to the bone,
Gotta wring that rock'n'roll out before I get on home
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2. |
Drummin' 2 My Own Beat
06:18
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Starting a song is a bitch and a half
Looking for love, every which way the wrong path
Lines into paper, pressure from the pen
Spilling some ink helps a mind on the mend
Don't wait too long you'll get in your own way
It doesn't matter what people say
Existential dread, ah merde!
Strummin' along ain't so easy to do
Strings ain't enough to convey what you've been through
Countin' it out, 1, 2, 3, 4,
Starts getting old, yet you still ask me for more
Plead it out loud, you can chant, you can pray
It wouldn't sound if your voice went away
Existential dread, every fiber, every thread
Existential heat, drummin' to my own beat!
Most days I don't know just what I am after
Harness the skills yet I am not their master
Dreaming of days I could just float away
Chessboard with too many pieces at play
Don't sit and wait to be struck by an arrow
Cut through the flesh, through the bone, through the marrow
To finish the song's easier said than fun
Dare skip a beat, come completely undone
Being alive is a contract we don't sign
You wouldn't know if you ran out of time
Keeping the beat, 1, 2, 3, 4
Kick up a tone, when A becomes a bore
Keeping it loose while walking the tightrope
Doin' the rhumba ain’t no way to cope
Back in the van driving home from the pits
Feel like Jean-Claude Van Damme pulling out of the splits
Kicks and punches, slaps and hits,
Gotta keep dancing til you land the backflip
Existential dread, I'm hanging on by a thread
Existential threat, losing end of the bet
Existential heat, burnt the souls, on them coals, burnt the soles off my feet!
Drummin' 2 my own beat
Existential threat, losing end of the bet
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Emergency Intervention
02:59
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Tik tok it's give-a-fuck o'clock, were you on vacation?
Had I known you were a traitor from the start, Would've relieved you of your station!
Emergency intervention for immediate attention!
Emergency call should've been nothing at all!
Tik tok its get on up o'clock, you're missing in action
Did you know you'd be the tailor to your own damnation?
You showed yourself out threw away the key
Emergency intervention, disbelief in suspension
Emergency intervention, dissatisfaction
Emergency intervention, caught up in distraction
Emergency intervention, knowing your bad intention
Emergency ever after, no one plans for disaster
Emergency call, should've been nothing at all!
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You better wake up!
Stuck going nowhere and nowhere is comin' fast
When I first met you, things moved a mile a year
Now they move a mile a minute
I've always been the one
To live a life of no return on the back of a hurricane
Tell me to slow it down
Take a breather, put it on the back burner
That's alright, that's ok
You didn't plan on giving me a break anyway
You better slow down
10 second stops on a bullet train ain't enough to get off
Always on the run, these are the times I wanna believe
That there'll be a way, always a way for me to leave
The breaks are shot and you can smell em' from inside the car
That ain't right, you know that
Sooner or later wake up feels like a heart attack!
You don't allow yourself happiness in the present
'cause you're dwelling in the imminent future
You don't see what you have here is as near a lottery win
But you don't spend it, you don't spend it...
Now after so long,
Out of sight, out of mind,
More often the case most of the time
I don't sleep, you know that
I miss you, it's a fact
Always on the run, these are the times I wanna believe
That there'll be a way, always a way for me to leave
Always on the run these are the times I wanna leave
Didn't think you'd be the one to take the air I breathe
Stuck going nowhere and nowhere is comin' fast
You don't sleep, I know that
Wild and wired, watching your back,
Night & day
I wasn't planning on catching a break anyway
You don't allow yourself happiness in the present
'Cause you're dwelling in the imminent future
You don't see what you have here is as near a lottery win
But you don't spend it....
Wake up!
So long, out of sight, out of mind
More often the case most of the time
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