1. |
Lead Foot
02:16
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I open up that door
And you climb inside
Gas pedal on the floor
We're goin' for a ride
I get ahead with my lead foot
I get ahead and I don't look back
I get ahead with my lead foot
I'm Burnin' rubber
And leavin' tracks
Your lips are angry red
Your thighs are lace and cream
You fill my heart
You fill my head
I wanna wanna wanna
Make you scream
I get ahead with my lead foot
I get ahead and I don't look back
I get ahead with my lead foot
I'm Burnin' rubber
And leavin' tracks
You hear that motor purr
You feel them pistons throb
You like the leather
Do you like the fur?
Do you wanna go and race the cops?
I get ahead with my lead foot
I get ahead and I don't look back
I get ahead with my lead foot
I'm Burnin' rubber
And leavin' tracks
I get ahead with my lead foot
I get ahead and I don't look back
I get ahead with my lead foot
I'm Burnin' rubber
And leavin' tracks
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2. |
Pretty as Sin
02:15
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You been callin' my name
You been callin' my name
I love you honey
Gonna give you all my money
Baby
You been callin' my name
You're just as pretty as sin
You're just pretty as sin
I can't understand
The state you leave me
Ah honey
You're just pretty as sin
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3. |
Treason
02:28
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I've been searchin' for redemption
I've been gnawing on the bone
I've been diggin' for that money, honey
But honey, the money's all gone
I got pressed into a corner
Laid my head down on a stone
I been getting mighty jealous
Of your cellularlar phone
I've been searching for the reason
But I can only find the truth
I got strung up once for treason
I was pretending to be you
I've been making up the future
While you've been making up the past
I been selling love and culture
While you've been out there sellin' ass
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4. |
Satisfaction
02:30
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Red dog barkin'
Outside my bed
Grab my pistol
Dog ain't gonna bark no more
'Cause I done gone and shot him dead
Pretty women
Mob my door
Spreading rumors
That I can go to work
So I can make 'em scream a little more
Satisfaction
Guaranteed
Satisfaction
Guaranteed
Satisfaction
Guaranteed
Satisfaction
Guaranteed
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5. |
Walkin' With The Devil
03:04
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When you're walkin'
With the devil
Is he standin'
In my place?
Oh, when you're walkin'
With the devil
Is he grinnin'
In your face?
Is he handsome?
Is he goodly?
Does he take you, by the hand?
Does he lead you
Across the Jordan
Straight into the promise land?
When you're walkin'
With the devil
Does he take you
Into his arms
Said when you're walkin'
With the devil
Does he keep you
Safe from harm?
Does he treat you
Sweet and tender?
Is he generous
and is he kind?
When you're walkin'
With the devil
Does his face look
Just like mine?
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6. |
Seven Years
02:53
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Seven years of violence
Seven years no peace
Seven years of silence
Seven years you spent with me
Seven years of anger
Seven years and you go free
Seven years that we were strangers
Seven years you spent with me
Seven years of trouble
Seven years of pain
Seven years of struggle
Seven years gone down the drain
Seven years of famine
Seven years without any rain
Seven years devoid of passion
Seven years gone down the drain
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7. |
Hellhound
02:14
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Man can't live on bread and whiskey
He got to switch to bitter wine
Man can't live on bread and whiskey
He got to switch to bitter wine
You know a man got to keep drinkin
If he wanna keep hisself from cryin'
Well those spooks hang round' my doorstep
Hellhound nippin' at my heels
I say those spooks hang round my doorstep
Hellhound nippin' at my heels
I'm gonna drink my weight in whiskey
'Til I feel how Robert Johnson feels
Well two women one too many
One woman ain't nearly enough
I said two women one too many
One woman ain't nearly enough
All that money in the world
Won't buy me back my baby's love
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8. |
Lovin' .45
03:13
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I woke up this morning
And finished off a half empty can
Of Genessee
Poured my coffee from a tin pot
Down into a dirty brown puddle
Of Old Tennessee
That flavor of tennis shoes
Well it
Lingered and festered
Deep down in my throat
So bitter and bilious
Poison and vile
Like the letters she wrote
Went back to my bedroom
And I pulled that lovin' .45
From beneath my bed
Put that gun up to my ear
And I listened to the sweet words
That lovin' .45 said
Said that woman is triflin'
She ain't never been nothin' but trouble
Since she came into your life
And further more
You are a man
And a man knows
What a man gotta do
When man's runnin' 'round
With another man's wife
(You go down and you shoot him)
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9. |
Old Fashioned Bitch
02:54
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She came to the USA
On a raft of crimson lace
Her hair was a spider web
Wrapped all around her face
She lived on disco until 1984
She fought in Vietnam
And the Second World War
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
She rode a white horse
Through the streets of Old New York
She cut his throat
And ate his heart out with a fork
She's been a lovely girl
Since she was seventeen
The long kept secret wife
Of the Prozac libertine
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
Old Fashioned Bitch
Old Fashioned Bitch
Old Fashioned Bitch
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
Old Fashioned Bitch
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
Old Fashioned Bitch
She's just an Old Fashioned Bitch
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10. |
Oh Girl
03:47
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Oh girl
You got me goin' out of my mind
And every minute that I spend with you
Feels like runnin' out of time
You tell me nothin's wrong
So how come you keep on cryin?
Oh girl
I woke up this mornin'
Crying your name
And I turned to watch your breathing
Outlined by moonlight
Filtered through the window pane
You tell me nothin's wrong
So how come you keep on cryin?
Oh girl
You got me feelin'
So goddamn low
This slow and patient burn of doubt
Is so much worse than you could ever known
And the way that you look at me
Well
Hatred and loathing
I would understand
But you got lukewarm water
Running through your veins
And you measured out pain and love
Equal in either hand
You tell me nothin's wrong
You tell me nothin's wrong
Yeah, you tell me nothin's wrong
So how come I keep on cryin?
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Planet of Giants Tacoma, Washington
Planet of Giants is a two-piece band from Tacoma, WA that combines American and British blues with the decidedly PNW garage rock ethos and attitude. The result? Three minute bursts of fuzzed out, driving blues hooks, and infectious melodies laid over groove-heavy, percussive bombast that is both soulful and dynamic. ... more
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