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WINE SPIRIT LYRICS
"Bombs Away" (2001)
1. Off My Head
2. Voyager
3. Tail Gunner
4. R.A.W. Suite
5. Freedom
6. Wine Spirit
7. Short Hair Rocker
8. Orangut-Angus
9. Damned Clockstrokes (you'd better get off)
10. Wasted Sunset
11. Bass-tard
12. Proud to be Loud
1. Off My Head
[El Guapo]
Cold knife, keep tight
I'm the one that you call at night
Too fast, too young
Move your ass, never stop the run
I know, you're right
No place is safe enough to hide
Keep rockin', keep rollin'
Follow me to where I'm goin'
For sure I'll find my way
This is drivin' me crazy
I'm goin' off my head
[C.C. Nail]
Stay calm,stay tuned
Ain't ready for the day of Doom
No rest, no sleep
No hope if you're good or wicked
Bang bang, you're gone
No repent for the sins you've done
Bad flesh, bad bones
Sweet honey with a heart of stone
Chorus:
Tryin' to be an angel
For sure I'll find my way
This is drivin' me crazy
I'm goin' off my head
[Il Conte]
Hard work, street fight
Can't find a better way to bite
I'm dirty, I'm filthy
You know I'm lazy 'n'guilty
I swear, one day
I'll leave all and fly away
'till then, watch out
Learn fast what I'm talking about
2. Voyager
[Il Conte]
Faster than the speed of light
Lost horizons straight ahead
Million miles on through the night
Immense space where sounds are dead
Searching for another world
Looking for brand new forms of life
Ride the track of Saturn rings
Throw the starship at full speed
CHORUS:
Spread your wings
Staring at the sun
Flyer!
Point your prow
Cross the Orion gate
Steerer!
Master of eternal life
Faster than the speed of light
Wait for echoes from the Earth
Lonely figures on the moon
Lost in space,it's red alert!
CHORUS: X2
3. Tail Gunner
[El Guapo]
Sirens are screamin'
The enemy is near
Pick up your courage remnant
Greasy propeller, shiny machine guns
Everyone's ready to fight
Bandits! Hang your head to the sight
Miss the shot and kiss your ass goodbye
Fire! Tons of bullets outside
Here you are: the deadly tail gunner
Engines are burning
Wings all around
Nobody can now be found
Triumph illusion,total confusion
Everyone's trying to survive
Dogfight! Ain't your day to die
Shoot down the Bearcat, now it has no mouth to cry
Hell! Hit a leg nearby
Here you are: the deadly tail gunner
Blood on the turrets
Save Our Souls
Time's right to dig out your balls
Metal reflection, aimin' correction
Aircraft within your range
Gauntlet! Who's the prey? Who's the hound?
Try to hole it so it crashes to the ground
Mission! Tear it down, tear it down.
Here you are: the deadly tail gunner
4. R.A.W. Suite
[Il Conte]
From the very first times
Man feared the Unknown
And every human on Earth
Searched for the Light
Religion abuse, breaking all rules
Never, never lose your mind
Pre:
Save your prayer
Don't lick, anyone' shoes
Don't give in, don't give up
The battle's begun
Unruly child
Steal, kill and lie
D'you know your brother's dying?
Time after time there's someone crying
Pre:
Save your prayer
Don't lick, anyone' shoes
Don't give in, don't give up
The battle goes on, do I?
More blood, more tears again
Drive me insane
Special:
Here we are, sons of Life
Ride the wind o'deep blue skies
Do it right now
5. Freedom
[Il Conte]
Freedom - I know I'll reach the light I wanna see
Freedom - it's difficult to tell but it's the only thing I need
Live again - my dreadful fears at last had gone away
Live again - allowed or not, I'll take it anyway
Ready - now I'm ready to fly on a never dreamin' place
Lady - gimme one more chance to feel my soul alive
Love again - sensations on my skin of days passin' by
Love again - at last my rebirth is chargin' me with life
Freedom - the flash that shines my face has never been so bright
Freedom - it's like a wild train, makin'fire in my veins
Live again - my dreadful fears at last had gone away
Live again - allowed or not, I'll take it anyway
6. Wine Spirit
[El Guapo]
Wakin' up early and you hate your work
Your boss is screaming 'till he breaks your balls
You think your days and your life could be better
Mama worries 'bout your life and death
You've got no time to take a breath
I know, somebody's got the right thing
To turn you on and on
And you say... please do help me now!
Runnin' wild on a mindless dream
And just a beer could take you in
You think your days and your life could be better
Your friend's advice is not your goal
Go back and forth but stay alone
You need somebody with the right thing
To turn you on and on
And you say... please do help me now
CHORUS:
There's one spirit
It's WINE SPIRIT
Your lifetime honey promised love so far
But Sunday night she was in Kevin's car
Your world's going down
And you think you're going crazy
Running wild on a mindless dream
And just a beer could take you in
I know, somebody's got the right thing
To turn you on and on
And you say... please do help me now
CHORUS
SOLO
CHORUS
7. Short Hair Rocker
[El Guapo]
Bang that head that doesn't bang
I shouted as a kid
Time's been passed since I was in the gang
Have I definitely lost my rig?
PRE:
Never surrender, shout it out loud
The song remains the same
I still love those songs
'cause I've never stopped this game
"Shut it up" the lady's crying
"I'm gonna call the Police"
No way, lady, how can I
Upset my foolish genes?
PRE:
Never surrender, shout it out loud
The song remains the same
I still love those songs
'cause I've never stopped this game
CHORUS: Oooh come on, turn up that knob
Oooh no care of neighbour's bothers
Oooh O.K. that's right
Grease the leather, nothing's better
I don't care if I'm a "short hair" rocker
I should tell my daughter
What a pleasure, what a lust
Crunchy strings and power sticks
My creed is fast, fast, fast!
PRE:
CHORUS:
Oooh listen to this kinky drill
Oooh my pipe's getting harder
Oooh oh boy!
Grease the leather, nothing's better
I don't care if I'm a "short hair" rocker
Don't care if I'm a short hair rocker
8. Orangut-Angus
[Il Conte]
When I bought my guitar
I was in my seventh heaven
But the band, you know
Had nothing hard but the name
Rockin', Rollin'
Gimme the beast I miss
TV-jesters
Won't eat this shit
Running down King Street
A killer tune came to my ears
On the cover a devil-boy with guitar
Let there be rock
Gimme the beast I miss
Young and naughty
I'll rise my fist
Lightning (IT STRIKES)
Be ready (TONITE)
Shout louder (ALL RIGHT)
-------------------(STAND UP 'N FIGHT)
When I shook my guitar
I was in my seventh heaven
Told the mirror
Now you're on the Highway to Hell
Rouse my bloodcells
Gimme the beast I miss
One more belltoll
Oh! Should I hit?
9. Damned Clockstrokes (you'd better get off)
[El Guapo]
What I'm gonna tell ja
Talks about a young man
The best of all
Beloved by girls
Who saw a god in him
Fatal cloudy black skies
Hangin' on the poor Jack
The book he found in the cellar ground... look out!!!
Pre:
What a mockin' fortune
What the hell fell on you
You didn't deserve it
What an incoming torture
Is the thing you're payin' for
You didn't want this mess
You'll try it nomore... Jack
You'd better get off
Lookin' for a sex script
Hurry took the main part
The page he found
Was wrong throughout
It turned pleasure to pain
Like the worst of curse tales
Jack tried out his sentence
At Midnight-time his rifle pipe... fade out!!!
Solo
Special Half-Time:
Poor me, dear me
How could I save me?
Is there a real help for me?
10. Wasted Sunset
11. Bass-tard
12. Proud to be Loud
Now I want what you owe me baby
After days of sweat 'n' workin', yes I do
No more bad times, no more cries
I need a living, baby, with no lies
And this is all
Satin dresses and too dark glasses
The way you look is not enough to make you feel good
Your fancy sportcar is just one of your rich toys
Let me live on with more joy
And this is really all
PRE
Wide eyes, late nights
To think of new desire
I get it, I got it
Devils in my mind
Under pressure, let me show my way
CHORUS
Big twins and black leather
Listen to me, I'm proud to be loud
Cold beer and rainy weather
Are nothing for me, I'm proud to be loud
Nothing, nothing is better
I'm proud to be, I'm proud to be loud
Booze, boots, bands, clang, strip teasers
Power me, I'm proud to be loud
Simple action, no perfection
Holy man, bad attitude, I've got to choose
No more bad times, no more cries
I need a livin' ,babe, with no lies
And this is really all
PRE:
CHORUS:
[C.C. Nail]
Mmmm... c'mon honey,
I know I'm the man your mother would beware of
But you can trust me, can't you?
You've got a lot of time to make practice
'cause you're so sweet and so beautiful
So sit down and welcome to the show!
CHORUS
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