Highway Star
Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car it's gonna break the speed of sound
It's a killing machine it's got everything
Like a driving power big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it I bleed it it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my girl I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna have my girl she stays close on every bend
She's a killing machine she's got everything
Like a moving mouth body control and everything
I love her I need her I seed her she turns me on
Alright hold tight I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head I got speed inside my brain
Nobody gonna steal my head now that I'm on the road again
I'm in heaven again I've got everything
Like a moving ground throttle control and everything
I love it and I need it I seed it eight cylinders all mine
Alright hold tight I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car it's gonna break the speed of sound
It's a killing machine it's got everything
Like a driving power big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it I bleed it it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight I'm a highway star
Speed King
Good Golly, said little Miss Molly when she was rockin' in the house of blue light
Tutti Frutti was so rooty when she was rockin' to the east and west
Lucille was so real when she didn't do her daddies will
Come on drive me crazy do it, do it
I'm a speed king you go to hear me sing
I'm a speed king see me fly
Saturday night and I just got paid
Gonna fool about ain't gonna save
Some people gonna rock some people gonna roll
Gonna have a party to save my soul
Hard headed woman and a soft hearted man
They been causing trouble since it all began
Take a little rice take a little beans
Gonna rock and roll down to New Orleans
Perfect Strangers
Can you remember remember my name as I flow through your life
A thousand oceans I have flown and cold spirits of ice
All my life I am the echo of your past
I am returning the echo of a point in time distant faces shine
A thousand warriors I have known and laughing as the spirits appear
All your life shadows of another day
And if you hear me talking on the wind you've got to understand
We must remain Perfect Strangers
I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow
A strand of silver hanging through the sky touching more than you see
The voice of ages in your mind is aching with the dead of the night
Precious life your tears are lost in falling rain
And if you hear me talking on the wind you've got to understand
We must remain Perfect Strangers
Smoke On The Water
We all came out to Montreux on the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile we didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
They burned down the gambling house it died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over we had to find another place
But Swiss time was running out it seemed that we would lose the race
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
We ended up at the Grand Hotel it was empty, cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
Making our music there with a few red lights and a few old beds
We made a place to sweat no matter what we get out of this
I know, I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
Black Night
Black night is not right I don't feel so bright
I don't care to sit tight
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home
I don't need a dark tree I don't want a rough sea
I can't feel, I can't see
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home
Black night, black night I don't need black night
I can't see dark light
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
That I'm free, free to be me
Black night is a long way from home
Any Fule Kno That
If you're in the right city at the right time
What's the last thing going through your mind
Not talking 'bout your ask no questions, you know it's a lie
You could have been the victim of a corporate crime
All the signs of a shark attack you've got rivers of blood
On the streets, don't look back nothing personal, just another snack
'N Harley said you're better off sticking to your guns
Any fule kno that
Moronica Queen of the Biz and her friend Flash harry thinks he knows what it is
Tin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don't know shit just trying to keep her happy
There's no laughing in heaven not the one, not the seven
And you'll never get to heaven in her rowboat
Pea brain pisser, dog breath kisser
'N Harley said you're better off sticking to your guns
Any fule kno that
Won't it be nice when everything falls into place
Salad days go a-tickling by, have a high time
Burn money in the meantime, they bleed you dry
Those suckers are smaller than life
Moronica Queen of the Biz and her friend Flash harry thinks he knows what it is
Tin Pan Alley Fat Head Larry don't know shit I'm better off sticking to my guns
Any fule kno that
Won't it be nice when everything falls into place
Danny went down to the river one day
Didn't come back, that's the last, they say
We ever saw of him, that's no lie
Spitting in your eye, have no fear
You don't want the truth stick your finger in your ear
Any fule kno that
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