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"MOTLEY CRUE"/*09*/Saints Of Los Angeles/2008/MP3-320/ (103Mb)
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Saints Of Los Angeles
Release Date:08.08.2008 |
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L.A.M.F. |
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Face Down In The Dirt |
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What's It Gonna Take |
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Down At The Whisky |
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Saints Of Los Angeles |
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Mutherfucker Of The Year |
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The Animal In Me |
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Welcome To The Machine |
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Just Another Psycho |
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Chicks =Trouble |
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This Ain't A Love Song |
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White Trash Circus |
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Goin' Out Swingin' |
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ARTICLE:MOTLEY CRUE:VIDEO:MOTLEY CRUE :FOTO:Motley Crue :COVER:MOTLY CRYE:GALLERY: |
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1. L.A.M.F. ######################################################### Slithering towards the dream All infected with the same disease Awaiting your flesh to be cloaked in silver As the fat rats grovel, Ready to steal your innocence And exploit your soul
Some will hit their knees In a rancid act of desperation While others search For a hopeless god to save them For every four, there will be One hundred thousand fallen Drowning in a cesspool of awareness That they have failed This city, full of plastic angels, Will seduce you
Welcome to Los Angeles! ######################################################### 2. FACE DOWN IN THE DIRT ######################################################### It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it (x4)
Yeah, all i ever heard as a kid was I'm born to lose All i ever wanted was a shot at breakin the rules
I wanna make a lot of money But i don't wanna go to school I don't wanna get a real job I don't wanna be you
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
Well i ran away and pawned my soul for a switchblade knife I met a man from mars and a couple other freaks that night
I wanna take on the world I wanna bang a million girls I don't wanna wear a 3-piece suit I don't wanna be you
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
I wanna make a lot of money But i don't wanna go to school I don't wanna get a real job I don't wanna be you
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
I'd rather be dead, I'd rather be dead Yeah I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head
I'd rather be dead, yeah I'd rather be dead I'd rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head With a bullet in my head ######################################################### 3. WHAT'S IT GONNA TAKE ######################################################### We were drinkin' dinner on th Sunset Strip The girls doin' powder got a little on her lip It's just another night Man I can't take this
Runnin' outta money and I can't pay the rent The man at the label say we'll never write a hit Shit Man I can't take this anymore
Everything's dr-dr-drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like time bomb And I'm about to blow
What's it gonna take to make it What's it gonna take to make it I'm a sorry mother f**ker tired of livin' in the gutter Get me outta here What's it gonna take to make it I'll do anything but fake it What's it gonna take to make it here
So we wrote another song cut a demo on a dime They didn't like the sound We didn't fit the times And the radio station said "it's way too loud"
We took it to the streets just to prove 'em all wrong We knew we had it right, yeah, we knew it all along It's just another fight Man I can't take this
Everything's dr-dr-drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like time bomb And I'm about to blow
What's it gonna take to make it In the city of sin, yeah the city of angels What's it gonna take To Make it out of here ######################################################### 4. DOWN AT THE WHISKY ######################################################### Runaways in a van All go straight to Hollywood We'll leave a scar Don't give a damn Vandalize the neighborhood
Do you remember when?
We slept all day In our clothes But that's okay In Hollywood
Another shot Another show All night long at the Whisky a go-go
Do you remember when?
We were on the run Got loaded like a shotgun Living out our dreams Down at the Whisky
We never made a dime But god we had a good time We always made a scene Down at the Whisky
LA girls they payed the rent While we got drunk on Sunset Strip And all the cash they made we spent On tattoos and cigarettes
Do you remember when?
We were on the run Got loaded like a shotgun Living out our dreams Down at the Whisky
We never made a dime But god we had a good time We always made a scene Down at the Whisky
Oh we were throwing fights And we were gettin high Living out our dreams Down at the Whisky
We were on the run Got loaded like a shotgun Living out our dreams Down at the Whisky
We never made a dime But god we had a good time We always made a scene Down at the Whisky
Yeah Yeah Yeah...... ######################################################### 5. SAINTS OF LOS ANGELES ######################################################### Tonight, there's gonna be a fight So if you need a place to go Got a two roof slum A magnum 7 gun And the cops don't never show
So come right in Cuz everybody sins Welcome to the scene of the crime You want it, believe it, you got it if you need it The devil is a friend of mine
Well if you think it's crazy, you ain't seen a thing Just wait untill we're goin down in flames
[Chorus:] We are, we are the saints We signed our life away Doesn't matter what you think We're gonna do it anyway We are, we are the saints One day you will confess And pray to the saints of Los Angeles
Red line, tripping on land mines Sippin at the Troubadour Girls passed out, naked in the back now Everybody's goin to score
She's all jacked up, down on her luck You wan't it, you need it the devil's gonna feed it Don't cha say it's crazy, you don't know a thing Just wait untill we're going down in flames
[Chorus]
[Solo]
Give it up, give it up Give it up, give it up Give it up, give it up Give it up, give it up Give it up, give it up ######################################################### 6. MUTHERFUCKER OF THE YEAR ######################################################### I'm just a thorn in your side The disrespect in your eye I can't control myself
I'm like a snake in your drain I'm takin' over your brain 'Cause I can't help myself
Everytime I turn my head I can hear everything that's said I know they wish I'd go away
Here... I am... again. Hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year Here... I am... again. Hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year
Call me the jackyl in heat The blackest cat on the street You better watch yourself
A hand grenade with no pin A Razor blade goin' in I'm goin' straight to hell
Everytime I turn my head I can hear everything that's said I know they wish I'd go away
Here... I am... again. Hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year Here... I am... again. Hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year
[Solo]
Here... I am... again. Hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year Here... I am... again. Hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year Here... I am... again. Hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year ######################################################### 7. THE ANIMAL IN ME ######################################################### It feels like thunder When we're slowly diggin in.
It kinda makes me wonder About the lovers that have been. Lyin in my bed with her hands tied up I knew it all along that it wasnt enough 'Cus when i gotta taste of you I found somethin i could sink my teeth into
[Chorus] Its an ache that never heals Its the deepest cut you feel Its the thing in you that feeds The animal in me
Its the darker side of lust Its the other side of us Its the thing in you that feeds The animal in me The animal in me
I wanna be your last breath Before we suffocate A kiss you cant forget Like a wedding on a rainy day
The chills keep shootin' down the back of my neck Like a freight train poundin' in the pit of my chest 'Cus when i got a taste of you I found somethin i could sink my teeth into
[Chorus]
-Mick's solo-
[Chorus x2] ######################################################### 8. WELCOME TO THE MACHINE ######################################################### Step right up and listen Welcome to the show Sign on the x to sell your soul
It's so automatic Hocking broken plastic Royalties you'll never know
Rotting to the core Give your ass like a whore Once you take a hit You need more more more more...
(Chorus)
Welcome to the machine Once it sucks you in you'll never leave Grind you up spit you out After all you're just a piece of meat Welcome to the machine
Count your days they're numbered Where you gonna be When it all goes down in flames
Sell out to the rats Make em rich make em fat Get a poison dwarf to watch your back
######################################################### 9. JUST ANOTHER PSYCHO ######################################################### They opened up the door, to my insanity They should've slammed it shut right then And thrown away the key
They stitched up my head, from my labotomy They should've never let me out I'm public enemy
I'm not ok I'm not ok The voices in my head always say -- [Chorus] I should be committed But being so twisted 'Cus everyone knows I'm just another psycho
I went to the doctor It wasn't a shocker When he said i should know I'm just another psycho -- Shoved into a hole Got covered up with dirt That's no way to treat someone whose feelings don't get hurt I don't need a reason To hurt you just for fun I terrorize your perfect life, yeah you better run
I'm not ok I'm not ok The voices in my head always say (voices in my head)
[Chorus]
--Mick solo--
I'm not ok
[Chorus x2] ######################################################### 10. CHICKS = TROUBLE ######################################################### Rolls Royce shoppin', Like a damn puppet, Love my cash in Beverly Hills.
Gold Car Lover, Hamptins watch my cover,* Hoochie went and jacked up my bills.
Well I know I shouldn't say it, but truth be told, I really thought that pussy was gold.
Chicks = Trouble, You had it up again with your gift.* Chicks = Trouble, I always step right in, I always step right in the shit.
Oh yea, I have a jet, My balls are deep in debt, And all she hears is cha-cha-cha-ching
But she was more, A gold-digging whore, Here come the lawyers again.
Chicks = Trouble, You had it up again with your gift.* Chicks = Trouble, They'll kick you when your down in the ditch. Chicks = Trouble, I always step right in, I always step right in the shit.
They never said I could catch this from a center fold, I got it bad and the doctor said I should've known, I should've known, I should've known.
Chicks = Trouble, You had it up again with your gift.* Chicks = Trouble, They'll kick you when your down in the ditch. Chicks = Trouble, You had it up again with your gift.*
Oh you had enough? You get what you give oh
oh no. ######################################################### 11. THIS AIN'T A LOVE SONG ######################################################### I met her down at Marilyn's Grave, looking like an S & M slave, drinking like a fool with a prison tattoo on her cheek,
Well i knew it would never last, cause we were running from our criminal past, But none of that mattered I was hot and she was flattered by me,
well I had one or two gram lines to get inside her head, there's no need for roses I just laid her down in bed.
This ain't a Love Song, this is a F**k Song, don't have to sing along, This ain't a Love Song, It's just a F**k Song, Yeah, Um
She didn't wanna look in my eyes, as we bailed down Beverly drive, looking for a place to stop, a little place to get high, Susie didn't call it love, she was good just giving it up, all she really wanted was a little Rock N Roll that night,
She said "turn it up so f**kin loud, that I can't hear my mind", She bent down on the bed post, and I watched Suzie grind!
This ain't a Love Song, this is a F**k Song, don't have to sing along, This ain't a Love Song, It's just a F**k Song, Let's do it all night long, Yeah! Wow!
well I had one or two gram lines to get inside her head, there's no need for roses I just laid her down in bed.
This ain't a Love Song, this is a F**k Song, don't have to sing along, This ain't a Love Song, It's just a F**k Song, Yeah! Um! ######################################################### 12. WHITE TRASH CIRCUS ######################################################### I opened up a bottle and I fell out of bed I couldn't find the floor until it hit me in the head I did a little powred off the bathroom sink It's been about a month and something's start to stink
Me and the band we are starting to fight Cuz if we got along it just wouldn't feel right
We're the white trash circus, don't give a damn We'll steal your girl whenever we can We're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice we're the voice in your head We're the trash, we're the trash we're the trash in your bed
I been livin'on the road about a year and half If we go another mile we're gonna kick each other's ass Someone's gonna quit or someone's gonna die And we don't give a shit because we love it to death
Another lawsuit, another arrest We wouldn't change a thing because we love it to death
We're the white trash circus, don't give a damn We'll steal your girl whenever we can We're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice we're the voice in your head We're the trash, we're the trash we're the trash in your bed
We're the son's of devil, we're the blood on the stage You can love us you can hate us but will never go away
We're the white trash circus, don't give a damn We'll steal your girl whenever we can We're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice we're the voice in your head
We're the white trash circus, don't give a damn We'll steal your girl whenever we can We're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice we're the voice in your head We're the trash, we're the trash we're the trash in your bed We're the voice, we're the voice we're the voice in your head We're the trash, we're the trash we're the trash in your bed ######################################################### 13. GOING' OUT SWINGIN' ######################################################### Just a gang of four Got each other's back Out for blood like wild dogs in a pack
Tearin' up the world Put ourselves through hell Just to have a story we can tell
You can't stop us cuz' we're
Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin' If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin Like a midnight alley fight Come on come on come on come on bring it
Local gutter rats On the streets of gold Crashing stolen cars and sellin' souls
Setting off alarms Watch the system burn Ain't it crazy how the tables turn
You can't stop us cuz' we're
Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin' If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin Like a midnight alley fight Come on come on come on come on bring it ########################################################### |
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