1. |
Fly Our Flag
02:57
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All aboard our wrecking ship
Take a drink and get a grip
Stand under the flag of bones
Shake your blood with loudest tones.
Fly our flag on the wind
We salute you loud 'n' clear
Black 'n' white skull banner rise
Boneshaker never dies!
Make a noise and raise your fist
Bang your head and make a twist
Moshpit chaos and stage dive
Makes you feel you're still alive.
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2. |
Eleven
02:22
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Hey babe we are a perfect match
You're the one I like to snatch
You fulfill me like no one else
That is giving my life a sense.
Emotions are breaking through
Level of intensity making me blew
Every day we're making a fuss
Folie a deux that's what they call us.
Everything is on eleven
The thrill is rising 24/7
Excitement is shaking
We're playing the game
There's no delusion we're feeling the same.
Our maximum is on eleven
And every time we reach for the heaven
Yeah babe I'm sure that you're mine
Just let me open another bottle of vine.
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3. |
The Curse
02:40
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It must be a voodoo
Certainly a bad sign
You put your spell on me
And please don't set me free.
Your claws on me
My fangs in you
Under the pale moon
We're moaning our lusty tune.
You twist like a snake
I howl like a wolf
The curse is now all complete
We're trembling in this summer heat.
The curse is now all complete
My destiny I gladly meet.
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4. |
Good Day For Rock'n'Roll
02:56
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When you're feeling down
Play your music loud
Turn up your speakers
Dispel that awful cloud.
Whenever you're feeling sad
If someone ruins your day
Music is your salvation
All your worries drives away.
Because!
Every day is
Good day for rock n roll
Just remember it is
Good day for rock n roll
The only thing you need is
Good and loud rock n roll!
All right!
When you think you're all alone
Raise your head up high
Use your toys crank the noise
Feel the rhythm you will fly.
Cut the crap don't be sad
Forget about the trouble
Be yourself that's not bad
Hear the rock n roll rumble.
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Underground
03:24
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I like it dirty
I like it raw
Only the sound of honesty
Can give me the blow.
Nothing moves me like punk
I'm thrashing like a maniac
Nothing frees me like a blues
That's the sound I always choose.
Only old school underground
No makeup guitar sound
Pretty girl's my best friend
Gonna love it 'till the end.
At the gig with my friends
This way of living never ends
Staying true staying free
Is everything I wanna be.
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Boneshaker Belgrade, Serbia
WE WILL BLOW YOUR HEAD OFF AND CUM IN YOUR PUSSY EARS!
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