quarta-feira, 3 de maio de 2006

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  • The Creepers




  • Baby's On Fire (Eno)

    Appears on:
    Warts 'N' All
    Baby's On Fire
    Miserable Sinners
    Sleeper

    Marc Riley - Guitar, Vocals
    Pete Keogh - Bass
    Paul Fletcher - Guitar, Organ
    Eddie Fenn - Drums

    Baby's on fire
    Better throw her in the water
    Look at her laughing
    Like a heifer to the slaughter

    Baby's on fire
    And all the laughing boys are bitching
    Waiting for photos
    Oh the plot is so bewitching

    Rescuers row, row
    Do your best to change the subject
    Blow the wind blow Joe
    Lend some assistance to the object

    If you'd be my flotsam
    I could be half the man I used to
    They said you were hot stuff
    And that's what baby's been reduced to

    The need to have fun
    Very clever with maracas
    Making their fortune
    Selling second-hand tobaccos

    We danced at Chico's
    And when the fires started bitching
    He empties their ashtrays
    And pockets all that he's collected

    My baby's on fire
    And all the instruments agree that
    Her temperature's rising
    And any idiot would know that

    Quem conhece?
    Quem tem?


    Fica aqui mais uma letra:

    Appears on:
    Rock 'N' Roll Liquorice Flavour
    Sleeper

    Marc Riley - Vocals, Guitar
    Eddie Fenn - Drums, Guitar, Piano
    Phil Roberts - Bass, Vocals
    Mark Tilton - Guitar
    Simon Taylor - Guitar

    With three hundred nippers, nothing but truckers
    The Creepers are failed stadium rockers
    Lowest speed with the Spanish flag
    Orange trees and spotted flasks

    Oh Mickey you're so fine
    You're so fine you blow my mind
    Hey Mickey
    Hey Mickey

    Man was turned out 4 AM
    I was screwed and so were the men
    Rocking hard, rocking scene and the cattle man's cattle as your cattle scream

    Americans are all the same
    Johnny Lennon and mind games
    We did this, he said that
    Wear Americano baseball caps

    Pardon me, 2 AM Spanish girls meet UK men
    Asked his name, then he told her treat her to a qualified dog on my shoulder

    Oh mercy mercy my sea of keys like sucking lemons from a lemon tree
    Lets go and stone that Doctor Death chasing donkeys to his dying breath
    None of this we could see, the Daily Mirror has been lying to me

    Oh Mickey you're so fine
    You're so fine you blow my mind
    Hey Mickey
    Hey Mickey

    I've always been a rocker, rarely a raver, all my records are liquorice flavour
    On my guitar and half way smashed and I wouldn't play a gig in a plastercast

    Get my guitar, some make like it
    It's only rock 'n' roll that's the way I like it

    Two damn nippers aiming shockers
    Deep river stadium rockers

    Well two thousand nippers aiming shockers
    The Creepers are stadium rockers

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