1. |
Ignition
00:44
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IGNITION
[Instrumental]
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2. |
Asphalt Assault
03:26
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ASPHALT ASSAULT
The key in the ignition brings to life the untamed beast
The gleaming chrome and metal is about to be unleashed
Eight cylinders are pumping out a torque that is untouched
The smoke erupts, the tires squeal, as I release the clutch
CH: ASPHALT ASSAULT
Pushing my machine to all the limits it can take,
ASPHALT ASSAULT
Leave a massive trail of ripped up pavement in my wake,
ASPHALT ASSAULT
Only four things in my creed:
Power, speed, acceleration and velocity!
I've got motor oil saliva, I've got gasoline for blood
I've got stampeding horsepower strapped underneath my hood
Fly down every straightaway, and grip in every turn
The lines upon the roadway all become a solid blur
CH
Hear the motor screaming as I shift into high gear,
When I see the red and blue lights flashing in my mirror
Not another ticket, I can't take it anymore,
I rip the mirror down and mash the pedal through the floor!
CH
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3. |
Stab In The Back
03:14
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STAB IN THE BACK
Little mischief woman,
Whaddya think you're comin' 'round here for?
You left here for a better life, looking for more,
And now you've come right back a-knockin' on my door
Little mischief woman,
I think the time has come to cut you down to size,
You stole all my friends with your big brown eyes,
And now you've only come back with your pack of lies
CH: Keep on woman-messin' with my head,
Think you can go with whoever you want to?
Findin' love in another's bed,
At least I always know where to find you...
Your sweet little lies are no longer aphrodisiac,
Because your love for me is love like a stab in the back!
Little mischief woman,
What is it exactly you've got that I need?
I gave you everything for which you'd beg and plead,
Only to keep pace with your insatiable greed
Little mischief woman,
What makes you think I'd let you back into my life?
Cryin' on my shoulder with your trouble and strife,
Then when my back was turned, you pulled out the knife
CH
No............ stab me!
CH
No............
Show me what I'm missin', give that knife a twist, yeah,
And stab me in the back, no.......................
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4. |
The Awakening
05:33
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THE AWAKENING
Darkness closes about my body,
My slumber's dream is set free
Cold, clammy air surrounds my being
In my return to reality
I find myself on a cold, wooden floor,
With a dull ache in my bones
The air about is black as a raven,
The cold is that of a stone
My aching limbs are restrained from their stretch
Manacled, and bound at the jaw
The dismal mist has not yet cleared away,
"Where am I at?" I must try to recall
My eyes are opened wide in their horror,
I throw my hands to the skies
And strike the lid of my eternal home,
And scream the terror I've realized,
I've been buried alive!
"As this awful conviction forced itself, thus, into
the innermost chambers of my soul, I once again
struggled to cry aloud. And in this second endeavor
I succeeded. A long, wild, and continuous shriek,
or yell of agony, resounded through the realms
of the subterranean Night."
- Edgar Allen Poe
"The Premature Burial", 1844
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5. |
Demolition Night
03:07
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DEMOLITION NIGHT
Do you remember the blast in Comiskey Park?
Fireball filled the air,
The vinyl, like shrapnel,
Flying everywhere
For two pennies short of a dollar
And a record of disco songs,
You'd join the anti-disco army,
One hundred thousand strong!
Do you remember the mob that stormed the field?
Tore the backstop down,
Lit bonfires in center field,
Tearing up the grounds.
Climbing up the foul poles,
Throwing projectile discs,
Banners held high read, "Disco Sucks!"
An event not to be missed
They blew 'em up real good 'cause they were pissed
It's best not to mess with Insane Coho Lips
CH: Demolition Night
It was no fiasco
Demolition Night
The night that disco died
Demolition Night
Raging disco inferno
Demolition Night
Superficial genrecide
Another drop in a sea of baseball games
Forgotten over time...
Steve Dahl made sure that we'd remember
July 12th, nineteen-seventy-nine!
"When the fans wanted rock, the baseball stopped"
That's what the Tribune said
Front-page obituary,
Disco's requiem
Sending a message across the nation
Don't mess with Teenage Radiation
CH
It was noooo....
...fiascoooooo.....
C'mon everybody, say so long to disco
Oh yeah, goodbye!
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6. |
The Bottom Line
04:43
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THE BOTTOM LINE
Get out of my corner, you're nothing for me,
Short-sighted, misguided, what you happen to be,
If you had any sense, you'd start questioning the answers
A snappy farewell would suit me just fine,
I hear you belching garbage all of the time,
I guess I'd better try my luck with the chances.
A story twice told is never the same,
Can't believe that the difference is mine to blame
You can tell me 'bout wisdom,
If you think it's worth your time,
We don't think alike, and that's the bottom line
Just give me my papers, then I gotta leave,
I know damn well you got tricks up your sleeve,
A knife in my spine's the only way you'd be satisfied
An airplane ticket, my axe and my wits,
I'll take just what I need, 'cause I'm calling it quits,
It's time I enjoyed all the freedoms I've been denied
CH
[solo]
[Repeat 2nd & CH]
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7. |
Devil Woman
03:43
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DEVIL WOMAN
(Lyrics omitted for legal purposes - see lyrics of Cliff Richard’s version from his 1976 album “I’m Nearly Famous”)
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8. |
Waiting For The Reaper
04:06
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WAITING FOR THE REAPER
Well, I don't need you,
The Lord knows how hard I tried,
Long years of love and affection
Just to find out in the end, you lied
I can't hear your words,
Their disillusioned message failed
The past broke down the future
When the slander slipped through your veil
Well, your impossible to hold
And now the story stays untold
About a young man growing old
And being left alone here to die
Well, I just can't take my own life
'Cause the Lord, with me, ain't through,
But I can't hold out much longer
And there's nothing I really can do
CH: And so I'm waiting for the Reaper
He's gonna get me someday
Waiting for the Reaper
Come on and take me away
Well, I don't need wealth,
It's a worthless waste of time
Work long, hard hours 'til your fingers bleed
To watch some bitch take every dime
And I don't need trust,
It's too easy to be betrayed
Don't turn your back on your best friend
'Cause he's carrying the sharpest blade
And now the story stays untold
About a young man growing old
Trapped in a lonely world, so cold
And being left alone here to die
Well, I just can't take my own life
'Cause the Lord, with me, ain't through,
But I can't hold out much longer
And there's nothing I really can do
CH
My biggest problem is I won't stop breathing
My life is over, but my heart's still beating
Long after hopes and dreams are dead and gone,
Life goes on, and on, and on, and on,
And on, and on, and on...
And now the story stays untold
About a young man growing old
Trapped in a lonely world, so cold
And being left alone here to die.
Well, I just can't take my own life
'Cause it's not my job to do,
But I can't hold out much longer
And there's nothing I really can do
CH
Take me away,
Oh, come on and take me away
Take me away
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9. |
~ Day I Pass Away
03:46
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~ DAY I PASS AWAY
[Instrumental]
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10. |
Temptation's Toll
04:26
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TEMPTATION’S TOLL
To the darkened mists of nowhere
Lies my road of destiny
Reflecting back on what went wrong
The reflection just shows me
Pain I've caused and time I've wasted
Squandered days and months and years
The mirror's demon laughs at me
And licks his lips and and sneers
He knows my life is his now
I'm no longer in control
Takes me to his destination
Damnation of my soul
CH: Temptation's toll,
I call to the skies
Begging/pleading God for mercy,
Getting no replies
Temptation's toll,
I think I'm starting to drown
Reaching out, no one there,
Can't you see I'm sinking down
Through black and twisting shadows
I walk the road alone
My inner demon's beacon flame
Leads me to my home
My thoughts, actions, and feelings
Have paved my road to Hell
I feel the shame and take the blame
I did this to myself
Imprisoned by addiction
At the end of my frayed rope
Is there really no redemption?
Do I really have no hope?
CH
He would never lock me in Hell
Said the Lord, without a doubt
But since I made my choice to go there
He could not lock me out
Temptation's toll,
I call to the skies
Pleading God for mercy,
Getting no replies
Temptation's toll,
I think I'm starting to drown
Reaching out, no one there,
I believe I'm sinking down
I'm sinking down,
Can't you see I'm sinking down
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11. |
Flattened World
09:18
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FLATTENED WORLD
Fiber-optic freeway
From here to Bangalore
Easy source of sustenance
Won't be 'round anymore
Your life
Just bits and bytes
Piped 10,000 miles away
Beijing skyline sends
Its early distant warning
Smokestacks rising upward
Signal work offshoring
Your stuff
Not cheap enough
Built 10,000 miles away
Wake up
No one stays on top forever
Get up
Not without a fight
Stand up
We can prove ourselves together
Be proud
Show this nation's might
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Annimax Corona, California
Annimax is the heavy metal solo project from former Nightshade (ex-Q5) bassist Joel Wiseheart from Corona, CA USA.
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