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Chickenfoot: "LV" – 2012

энциклопедия: Chickenfoot

Состав группы:

  • Sammy Hagar – вокал, гитара
  • Joe Satriani – гитара
  • Michael Anthony – бас, бэк-вокал
  • Chad Smith – ударные и перкуссия

Chickenfoot: "LV" – 2012

Композиции:

  1. Lighten Up
  2. Big Foot
  3. Last Temptation
  4. Something Going Wrong
  5. Oh Yeah
  6. Down The Drain
  7. Turnin' Left
  8. My Kinda Girl
  9. Learning To Fall

Лирика

1. Lighten Up

Why you workin' so hard, baby
You could be makin' it easy
You know it pisses me of sometimes
When you, you start acting sleazy

I'm under so much pressure
You know there's not much blowin' up
Feelin' under the gun sometimes
Makes me feel like throwin' up

I said, oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard
You say, lighten up

Well, don't ask me no questions
And I will tell you no lies
We've been down that road before
And it's me, not that other guy

And I never wanted to hurt you
I didn't mean to make you cry
You always get what you want from me, don't you
Whith a tear drop in your eye

I said, oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard
You got to lighten up

You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' on me
You're pushin' too hard, baby
Lighten up

I like it when you want it
Especially when you take it
When you really, really need it
That's when I know you're not faking it, wooh

Hey, gonna call in a doctor
Maybe get you on some pills
But then I started to worry about you, baby
Could be the pill that kills

I said, oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard
You got to lighten up

Oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
Lighten up

I said, oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard

Oh baby
Come on, baby
Come on, baby
Lighten up, yeah

Oh baby
You're pushin' too hard
Oh baby
Baby, lighten up

Pushin' too hard
You're pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard

I say, oh baby
Pushin' too hard
Oh baby, come on

Pushin' too hard
Baby, lighten up
Oh baby

2. Big Foot

Wake up in the morning, in the middle of the night
Pass by the mirror, make sure I'm lookin' right, uh

Tattoo it on my arm, on the back of your neck
In between your legs baby, so you won't forget me, uh

Don't you worry, it's gonna be alright
I'm in a hurry, I'm gonna drive all night
Be there in the morning, you can bet your @ss
I got both hands on the wheel, and my big foot on the gas, uh

Whooo

Well'uh, got houses of the holy, on the box
I got it all cranked up cause, yeah that shit rocks, uh
Gottta roll down the window, things are getting all hot
I'm runnin out of gas baby I gottta stop... well

Don't you worry, it's gonna be alright
I'm in a hurry, I'm gonna drive all night
Be there in the morning, you can bet your @ss
I got both hands on the wheel, and my big foot on the gas yeah

I got my big foot on the gas

Well, got my imaginations, runnin wild
I'm all by myself, ah I crackin up
Better get some rest girl, I'm all pumped up

Don't you worry, it's gonna be alright
I'm in a hurry, I'm gonna drive all night
Be there in the morning, you can bet your @ss
I got both hands on the wheel, and my big foot on the gas yeah
Right there...
I got my big foot on the gas
Are you ready baby?
Big foot on the gas

3. Last Temptation

Well, I've been a sinner
All of my days
Been a certified hell hound
I changed my ways

Yeah, she crawled around the floor on her hands and knees
Rollin' on her back tryin' to show it to me
Long black hair swingin' outta control
All that temptation's messin' with my soul

Feel like Adam sittin' naked 'neath the apple tree
I don't wanna go there
It's like a forked-tongue serpent crawlin' all over me, yeah
I don't wanna go there, oh yeah

I've been a sinner
All of my days
Been a certified hell hound
I changed my ways

Smoke's so thick, you can cut it with a knife
She can make you real happy or ruin your life
All lubed up from her head to her toes
All this temptation messin' with my soul

Feel like Adam sittin' naked 'neath the apple tree
I don't wanna go there
It's like a forked-tongue serpent crawlin' all over me, oh
I don't wanna go there

Sounds like a 427 revvin' over the line
A hardcore stripper workin' overtime
Spilled like honeysuckle drippin' from the vine
The last temptation, bitch is blowin' my mind

I've been a sinner
All of my days
Been a certified hell hound
Well, but I changed my ways

Now I'm runnin' outta money, I'm runnin' on rum
Waitin' on somethin' that's never gonna come
I'm slippin' in the darkness, slippin' outta sight
Gettin' outta here in the middle of the night

Like Adam sittin' naked 'neath the apple tree
I don't wanna go there
Feel like a forked-tongue serpent crawlin' over me, oh
I don't wanna go there

It's like a hardcore stripper workin' overtime
I don't wanna go there
It's like the last temptation, bitch is blowin' my mind
I don't wanna go there

Hey, hey, hey
I don't wanna go there
No, I ain't gonna go there
I've been a sinner

4. Something Going Wrong

Summer gonna bring big fire
Summer gonna bring big fire
Water gonna bring big rain
Water gonna bring big rain

Oh, I... gotta feelin'
Somethin's goin' on
I... gotta feelin'
Somethin's goin' wrong
Somethin's goin' wrong

Somethin's in the air
My baby can't breathe the air
Ground gonna tremble and shake
Cold gonna bring big quake
Oh, I... gotta feelin'
Somethin's goin' on
I... gotta feelin'
Somethin's goin' wrong

I'm gonna buy myself an ark
That goes seven, seven, seven
And we'll win that solar power
I'm gonna ride my way to heaven

Somebody got a-left behind
Who'll be the next in line?

Oh, I... gotta feelin'
Somethin's goin' on
I... gotta feelin'
Somethin's goin' wrong

Oh, I... gotta feelin'
Somethin's goin' on
I... gotta feelin'
Somethin's goin' wrong

5. Oh Yeah

If I were a healer, I'd use my hands
I'd put a spell on you if I were a magic man
If I were Jesus, Buddha or a king
If I were a bluesman, oh, Lord, I could sing

About how I wanna be your hoochie coochie man
You got me eating out of your hand

(Oh, yeah)
Come on baby, tell me what you want
(Oh, yeah)
Come on baby, tell me what you need
(Oh, yeah)
There ain't nothing I wouldn't do for you
Oh, yeah

When I was a young man, I slept around
When I turned 30, time to settle down
To be your doctor, preacher, teacher, that's the truth
Hey, I'm a-raining on my knees, my soul is waterproof

I just wanna be your hoochie coochie man
And get you eating out of my hand

(Oh, yeah) Whoo
Now, come on baby, tell me what you want
(Oh, yeah)
Come on baby, tell me what you need
(Oh, yeah)
Ain't nothing I wouldn't do for you
Oh, yeah

Ooh, baby
Ooh, baby
Whoo, yeah!

Oh, baby
Ooh, yeah
Well, well, well

If I were a potter, I'd make you real
I'd mold and touch you on my spinning wheel

(Oh, yeah)
Yeah, come on baby, tell me what you want
(Oh, yeah)
Come on baby, tell me what you need
(Oh, yeah)
Tell me what I can do for you
Oh, yeah

Said (Oh, yeah)
Come on baby, tell me what you want
(Oh, yeah)
Come on baby, tell me what you need
(Oh, yeah)
I'd do anything for you, oh
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Hey, oh, yeah!

6. Down The Drain

Is that that new thing, Joe?
It better be, huh?
Talk to me, chief
It that it, Joe?
Well, that's cool though, haha
Alright

Some time you gotta roll with it upfront
Some things are better left in the closet
Some things just lay it on the table
Some time gotta stop gotta pause it. Yeah, yeah

Well, she used to wake me up for breakfast
Force feed me with a silver spoon
Even do me when I'm dirty
We'd let it roll till way past noon
Whoo, oh yeah, mama

Yeah but, all that's changed
Cause it's all down the drain, yeah

Oh, long came a wind like lightening
Strong enough to feel the heat
Thunder like the ninth world wonder
But the wings aren't under my feet

But all that's changed
My whole world's been shaking
And it's a low down dirty shame
Cause it's all down the drain

Oh I need love, first thing in the morning
I need love baby, first thing in the evening
I need love, oh first thing in the morning, baby
I need love love love, oh

Baby, all that's changed
My whole world's been shaking
And it's a low down dirty shame
Cause it's all down the drain

Down the drain, down the drain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Get it, get it, get it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh baby I need love
First thing in the morning
I need love, last thing in the evening
But it's all down the drain, yeah

7. Turnin' Left

You've got visions
Don't wait for somebody else to do it
One thought, your mind
Don't wait for somebody else to prove it
Forward straight line (Yeahhh) (Whoo)
Light speed, racing away
Now you can
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
You keep on
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Now you got me
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left
Oh yeah

Wheels keep on turning on yeah
Fuel keeps on burning on

Flat foot, headlights
Top gear heading down the highway
Full speed, straight line
Can you tell me where you're really going
Two lanes but one way yeah
Faster past the red line

Now you can
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
You keep on
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Now you got me
Turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left

We go 'round in circles
We go 'round in circles
We go 'round in circles
We go 'round in circles
'round and 'round and 'round and 'round

8. My Kinda Girl

Well, the sun's up, it's 6:30
Fell asleep with the TV on again
Take five, check out the weather
It's monday morning for the single mom

Works hard till 5:30
And once a week she getting down and dirty
Backstage without a pass
This one's for you, it's tattooed on her ass

But she's nobody's fool
She's broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
Outta touch in a modern world
Oh but she's my kinda girl, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, she just a bit roughed out, turbo classy
All dressed up, she looks so sassy
Hey bartender, come down here
Watch her blow the head off a tall, blonde beer

But she's nobody's fool
She's broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
Outta touch in a modern world
Oh but she's my kinda girl

Yes she's my kind, my kind, my kinda girl
My kinda girl
In a modern world

Outspoken in the bedroom
Ain't afraid to tell you what she needs
And I'm happy, oh, if she's happy
Lord, I'm always up for them dirty deeds

But she's nobody's fool
She's broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
Outta touch in a modern world
Oh but she's my kinda girl

My kinda girl
She's my kinda girl
Yeah she's my kind, my kind, my kinda girl

9. Learning To Fall

Lost in a sea of memories
Learning to fly again
Morning comes early, oh, oh, oh
Trying to trust these wings

'cause when I fall, I fall deep
When I crawl, I'll come running to you baby
Running to you baby

Now I've gotta sort out these dreams
Feels like watching your life on a big screen
And morning comes early again yeah
Only to find us two as one

When I fall, I fall deep
When I crawl, I'll come running to you
Running to you baby

When I fall
I fall down deep
When I crawl
I'll come running to you
Running to you baby
'cause I'm falling in circles oh yeah
I'm falling down on my knees

Once as a child in my mothers eyes
Oh Lord I swear it felt this way yeah

When I fall, I fall deep oh yeah
When I crawl, I'll come running to you
Running to you baby

When I fall, Lord I fall I fall I fall down deep
When I crawl, I'll come running to you
Running to you baby baby baby

Lord I fall, I fall down deep
When I crawl, I'll come running
I'll come running
I'll come running
Back to you baby baby baby

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