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HERE I COME AGAIN NOW BABY
LIKE A DOG IN HEAT
TELL IT\'S ME BY THE WAY NOW BABY
I LIKE TO TAP THE STREETS

NOW I\'VE BEEN SMOKING FOR SO LONG
YOU KNOW I\'M HERE TO STAY
GOT YOU IN A STRANGLEHOLD BABY
YOU BEST GET OUT OF THE WAY

GONNA CRUISE IS A BITCH NOW BABY
YOU KNOW YOU CAN\'T DO ME \'ROUND
IF YOUR HOUSE GETS IN MY WAY BABY
YOU KNOW I\'LL BURN IT DOWN

YOU REMEMBER THE NIGHT THAT YOU LEFT ME
YOU PUT ME IN MY PLACE
GOT YOU IN A STRANGLEHOLD NOW BABY
YOU BETTER CROSS YOUR WAY

solo

SOMETIMES YOU WANNA GET HIGHER
SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA START LOW
SOME PEOPLE THINK THEY GONNA DIE SOMEDAY
I GOT NEWS YOU NEVER GOT TO GO OLD

COME ON COME ON UP; 4 times
COME ON COME ON BABY
COME ON COME ON UP
COME ON COME ON BABY
COME ON COME ON

GONNA CRUISE IS A BITCH NOW BABY
YOU KNOW YOU CAN\'T DO ME \'ROUND
IF YOUR HOUSE GETS IN MY WAY BABY
YOU KNOW I\'LL BURN IT DOWN

YOU REMEMBER THE NIGHT THAT YOU LEFT ME
YOU PUT ME IN MY PLACE
GOT YOU IN A STRANGLEHOLD NOW BABY
YOU BETTER CROSS YOUR WAY

Ted Nugent
Stranglehold

Because it fuckin rocks!

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Goin home, my baby Goin home, my baby Goin home, to see my baby Our baby, ... Turbo Lover
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The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The choir softly sing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys
Put shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrim's door
With insufficient schemes.
The black queen chants
the funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower.
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king.

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play
But gentle pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king.

King Crimson

In the court of the crimson king

Prog Rock at its best!

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Ah nihayet ask Kapimi araladi Usul usul yanima sokulup Özüme daldi Sen ... Anonym
LOL, Ich wußte das du das sagen würdest.......... Turbo Lover