Участники на портале:
нет
Поиск по
порталу:
    
Metal Library - www.metallibrary.ru Metal Library: всё, что вы хотели знать о тяжёлой музыке!
Вход для
участников:
    
Metal Library:
Группы | Дискографии
Новости RSS/Atom Twitter
Группы
Статьи
Команда
Магазин

Видео уроки по музыке, мануалы к плагинам, бесплатные банки и сэмплы

Группы : Дискографии

MetalCD.ru

Acid Drinkers: "Dirty Money, Dirty Tricks" – 1991

энциклопедия: Acid Drinkers

Состав группы:

  • Titus – бас, вокал
  • Litza – гитара, вокал
  • Popcorn – гитара
  • Mangood "Slimak" – ударные

Acid Drinkers: "Dirty Money, Dirty Tricks" – 1991

Композиции:

  1. Are You A Rebel?
  2. Too Many Cops
  3. Acid Drinkers
  4. Smoke On The Water
  5. Yahoo
  6. Max – He Was Here Again
  7. Ziomas
  8. Traditional Birthday
  9. Dirty Money, Dirty Tricks
  10. Angry And Bloody
  11. Street Rockin
  12. W.G.F.S. Power
  13. Don't Touch Me
  14. Zorba
  15. Flooded With Wine

Лирика

1. Are You A Rebel?

What's happened – you leaving' so early
I could say: It isn't right
Don't try to tell me, you're feelin' so bad
Don't try to lie – you Don't wanna fly!
I saw you sittin' alone in your room
Lookin' in the mirror all the long nite
And someone told me, you're feelin' so old
You're feelin' so tired, you cannot see the light!
What's happened – you leaving' so early
I could say: It isn't right
Don't try to tell me, you're feelin' so bad
Don't try to lie – you Don't wanna fly!
I cannot help you, no, where is your power,
You Don't wanna tell me what's wrong!
I couldn't turn back on you, what's going on, yeah,
You Don't wanna...
I cannot leave you here, where is your force, yeah,
You Don't wanna...
I cannot help you, no, take you to a doctor,
You Don't wanna...
Are you a rebel?!

2. Too Many Cops

Your daddy didn't tell you
You're a joke of the summer night
Yeah, You're the fifth wheel,
Over your corpse no one will cry.
So you are burning, wrath child
You are walkin' a lie
You are talkin' with a knife.
Mother always talked to you
You're a f...in' kid, You're not mine,
You've always had war in your head,
Bombs in your brain, storm in your heart,
So You're a lepper, bad guy
You're walkin' lie
You are talkin' with a knife.
Every cop wants to catch you
Each of them will say: You gotta be mine
You spend your life in hiding-places
I only know, that your dead or alive.
Yes, you've got your own style
You are a walkin' lie
You are...
[Chorus:] Too many cops talk about you
You flourish in s...
Too many suckers talk about you
You live in s...,
(I don't think you love it)

3. Acid Drinkers

Boy, you can go away
And don't try and come back
I don't forgive mistakes.
don't you excuse yourself
You're a scabby liar
We need some blood to clean our honor.
I am a Titan of patience
You will lose your first battle
I wont give you my hand.
don't follow me!!!
You will get lost on the first mile
I wont tell you the rest
See you in a cuckoo's nest.
I don't talk with bastards
I don't ever talk
You know, Its not in my style.,
No, No, No, No!!
I trust no one
You know I walk my way!

don't follow me – You'll kill yourself
Stay at your place don't think bout' me
don't follow me – You'll kill yourself
We were not made to win!!

4. Smoke On The Water

оригинал: Deep Purple

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, fire in the sky

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, fire in the sky

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 make a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky

5. Yahoo

(инструментал)

6. Max – He Was Here Again

Sittin' in his strange room After midnight, under the moon
Thinkin' ' bout fuckin', lookin' through the glass
We're listening to Max, he keeps tellin' all nite.
He never lies, old muthafucker
I don't exaggerate, he's a bloody drunkard,
But at this moment you got nothing to say,
We got no money for wonderful women, no!!
He's spiderman, he climbs a wall
I'm sure, he doesn't know what is fear
I say: Hey, Max, its your third bottle today
I think he's an alcoholic sleep-walker.
He cannot stop when he's telling his tale,
I say, hey, man, fuckin' party is over,
Take it easy, yeah, take it easy, take it slow,
No, no, not me, you gotta go!!

Crazy, crazy, what you gonna do tonight
Crazy, crazy, Max you gotta start the fight!!!

7. Ziomas

Armour you ass time is right to fight
Slam your lips, talkin' is a bad habit.
We learned to take before we learned to give
But we can see evil even though we're blind.
My fat heart begs for fresh blood
Space between skull and brain is growin'
I'm gettin' lost without hope,
I don't like my present at all.
Ground is bursting under my feet
How daya feel, how daya feel?
Sky is fallin' on my head
How daya feel, how daya feel?
Infinite terror

8. Traditional Birthday

(инструментал)

9. Dirty Money, Dirty Tricks

Hey, fool where from are you comin'??
I can assure you, you got nothing to do here
On you soft, little face
Hey, fool you got any business??
I can assure you, here's no business for you,
You can only lose your head,
You can only get heated!
O.K fool, so you want to play,
But are your prepared to take the risk??
I Don't think, that you will leave rich,
I Don't think, that you will leave healthy!!!
Dirty money
Dirty tricks
What's the swamp
Everybody wants to cheat me!!

10. Angry And Bloody

Lend me your gun, I've got someone to kiss
I'm still nervous when I walk down the street,
Fresh wounds, old wounds, every one knows
Don't scream on me here we go!!...
I sell old block, I fly straight
Got no time to rot, I've got new carburetor
I'm leavin' this suckers valley
And they are peevish like the deepest asshole!
My blood is hot, hot as hell
My leash was bitten through, no time to lose
Leavin' the ghetto, I'm not lookin' back
I'm not willing to suppurate!
Oh, kiss my ass, I'm on my way now,
But I stop at every alehouse
I feel the force, I've got the power
Gonna make it show like rapid fire.
I am a shark, I'm the leader of the pack
Every one looks at my crocodile shoes
And no one knows what's in my head
No one know's, if I'm good or bad!!
I'm back
You'll see your own dead body
I'm back
I'm angry and bloody!!
You cannot stop me, man.

11. Street Rockin

I'm gettin' in
Can you feel the shake
Snakes and rats
I'm inside
Get out from here
I don't need a toy
I f... your advice
Dickheads go home!
Boss is out
Time for little breath
Princess of booze
Is beggin' for dime,
Every morning I'm watchin, the sky
Expecting the next rain of s...
Oh, Baby, I still don't wanna buy a suit.
Street rockin'
Welcome to my place!

12. W.G.F.S. Power

We came yesterday
Here it's not O.K
Everywhere we feel
Smell of little lies.
Menace, Confusion
Backwardness, Irritation
Yeah, we feel the pain
Oh, it's not O.K
Nothing changes here
Nothing's good for me
Alarm, Pollution,
Inflammation, Infection
We don't know the rules
But we are not fools
We did not come here
Just to rot in fear.
Poisoning, Surprises
Perdition, Jealousy
We gotta find some power!!

13. Don't Touch Me

Oh! I envy you, you got so much self-assurance
You're so insolent, but... by the way you got nothing to say
You're clever boy, probably you've got no problems
Yeah, you always smile, but... why are you shakin'??

You always have clean hands, yeah, it isn't my business,
But don't get me wrong, you don't tell me what's goin' on.
You've got so much to tell, you've nothing left to transfer
You almost don'tcurse, why doeasn't anyone want to know you?!

You say, you're always right, I envy you so much,
You say, you're never wrong, but... why do you blunder??
I don't believe, that you could hurt anyone,
Sure, you're good-lookin', but why you're still alone.

Don't touch me,
Hands off,
Don't touch me,
Go away!!

14. Zorba

(инструментал)

15. Flooded With Wine

Man came on friday night
He was full of optimism
Its so rare now,
We started full of hope,
We started full of hope.
Time stands for us
And maybe we look good
Please forgive us, baby
You will not understand us.
Hey, don't look into my eyes
I don't sell colored dreams
I'm really sorry, baby
But I'm sure, you wont understand me
Believe me, Honey
We're flooded with wine
Yeah, were still runnin'

© 2000-2024 Ghostman & Meneldor. Все права защищены. Обратная связь... Использование материалов разрешено только со ссылкой на сайт.