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Scooter Trash Boogie
04:37
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Pycho and Daisy, think the helmet law is crazy.
When I’m ridin’ and the wind screams, you better break the law.
In the old days, without the truck, when the old man left the house,
he never put no helmet , he’d rather take the bus.
It’s in the blood, no shit I never seen him fall.
He’s gonna hit the road, and heed that wild call.
Ridin’ on my baby, don’t need a backseat tonight
I push it to the limit, I do it every night
She’s American and beautiful, her chains are kinda tight
So when I get to where I’m going, I’m higher than a kite.
In the old days, goes the mail without it we’d be a mess
You never saw no helmet on the pony express
They’d went a ridin’ with the wind all in there hair
You’re not afraid of death when you’re ridin’ you don’t care
Ridin’ on my baby, don’t need a backseat tonight
I push it to the limit, I do it every night
She’s American and beautiful, her chains are kinda tight
So when I get to where I’m going, I’m higher than a kite.
When I’m ridin’ on the streets, trying to have some fun
They try to make me public enemy number one
They’ll never catch me, my throttle’s opened up.
I’ll never ware no helmet, I’d rather kiss yo’ mamas butt!
Pycho and Daisy, think the helmet law is crazy.
When I’m ridin’ and the wind screams, you better break the law.
In the old days, without the truck, when the old man left the house,
he never put no helmet , he’d rather take the bus.
It’s in the blood, no shit I never seen him fall.
I'm gonna hit the road, and heed that wild call.
Ridin’ on my baby, don’t need a backseat tonight
I push it to the limit, I do it every night
She’s American and beautiful, her chains are kinda tight
So when I get to where I’m going, I’m higher than a kite.
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2. |
Party On The Streets
04:56
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Anytime you lose your lover, or maybe just want another?
Babe I’m partying, on the streets tonight.
Babe I’m partying, on the streets tonight.
I may have hell to pay, I’m gonna even it up someday.
But you know, I’m partying on the streets tonight.
Babe I’m partying, on the streets tonight.
I don’t care about fortune and fame.
When every gutter’s got my name.
You Know, I’m partying, on the streets tonight.
Well babe, I’m partying, on the streets tonight.
I took my baby to the bar where the pushers and the shover's
all change their cars, and the band sounds better
out of time and I don’t know why I came.
I took her home to the Disney, and couldn’t get over the smile on her face.
She told me “not again tonight”. I told her “goodbye my baby”.
Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, oh, on the streets tonight.
Oh yeah, yeah, oh, oh, on the streets tonight.
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I took her to my room, and I don’t know why.
I guess I’ll just blame it on the streets.
I’m getting’ tired of the same thing lately.
Thought I’d slide to her home, just go with the flow.
Cause I was just partying, on the streets tonight.
Well babe I’m partying, on the streets tonight.
I took my baby to the bar where the pushers and the shover's
all change their cars. And the band sounds better
out of time, I don’t know why I came.
I took her home to the Disney, couldn’t get over the smile on her face.
She told me “not again tonight”. I told her “goodbye my baby”.
Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, oh, on the streets tonight.
Well all night., took her home baby just one goal.
I did it once, did it more and more.
Oh, on the streets tonight.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, on the streets tonight, yeah.
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3. |
Boxing's Trippy
04:10
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Boxing’s trippy, like two kings with one crown.
They’ll beat each other till one hit’s the ground.
Pride and honor, strong feelings abound.
The art of fighting, there’s none so profound.
Endless training, that road’s hard and long.
Life’s a battle, sad is this song.
Some can’t take it, their will crumbles in.
A champion’s true strength always comes from within.
Fatal fight arena, the tone’s hot and loud.
Feeding frenzy, the will of the crowd.
Screaming silence, is the song that they sing.
Fate awaits them as they enter the ring.
Like two warriors, from a far distant past.
Ooh, pregloved, dangerous and fast.
Some might find it ugly, I wouldn’t say that to their face.
When you’re the king, you can make your own space.
Boxing’s trippy, as the first round begins.
Facing each other, a sweet science they’re in.
Nothing like it, it’s what the people demand.
I love boxing, it’s all done by hand.
It’s all done by hand.
It’s all done by hand.
It’s all done by hand.
The blood goes flying, the skin begins to tear.
Their hearts are pounding, lungs starving for air.
The crowd goes wild, as one pugilist hit’s the floor.
But he gets up and finds his way out through the door.
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4. |
Slippery Hog
03:37
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My friends don’t like it, when you call.
It's not my fault baby, I wanna pork em all.
I’m a slippery pooch man, I’m a dirty dog.
When I see you coming, I want to slip you the hog.
I got stinky fingers, I wanna suck your toes.
What my hooves will do to you, only the devil knows.
He went to the store, you know he ain’t back yet.
Now he’s on his way home, not in another bed.
I’m a slippery pooch man, I’m a dirty dog.
When I see you coming, I want to slip you the hog.
I got stinky fingers, I wanna suck your toes.
What my hooves will do to you, only the devil knows.
Do it like a hog baby, on your knees baby,
all night long.
Do it in the back of a pick-up truck baby,
all night long.
Makin’ bacon, it’s crispy baby, like Farmer John.
Oinkin’ squirtin’ baby, baby, please, I tell ya
all night long yeah!
Pork whistle squealin’, don’t make a fuss.
I’ll hold you down baby, release your lust!
Part your pork chops, part of my charm.
Just grease your back baby, won’t do you
no harm.
I’m a slippery pooch man, I’m a dirty dog.
When I see you coming, I want to slip you the hog.
I got stinky fingers, I wanna suck your toes.
What my hooves will do to you, only the devil knows.
Do it like a hog baby, on your knees baby,
all night long.
Makin’ bacon, it’s extra crispy, like Farmer John.
Oinkin’ squirtin’ baby, baby,
all night long.
Slip, slip you the hog!
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5. |
90's woman
04:46
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Daddy had a sixties woman, acid tongue
and flowers in her hair.
Loved to love him all the time now, but she was doin’
most of his friends.
So he got him a seventies woman, pushin’ hard baby’s
good in bed. But cocaine and whiskey and women’s lib now,
came around and fucked up her head.
Won’t make a mistake like my old man, you know I’m doin’ just fine.
Makin love all the time to my rockin’ little baby.
Won’t make a mistake like my old man, you know I’m doin’ just fine.
Makin love all the time yeah.
So I got me an eighties woman, she wants to be the president.
Ain’t got time to start my family, business is her happiness.
So I got me a nineties woman, want’s to spend all of my bread.
Made of sugar and spice and plastic, won’t even give me good head.
Won’t make a mistake like my old man, you know I’m doin’ just fine.
Makin love all the time with my millennium baby.
Won’t make a mistake like my old man, you know I’m doin’ just fine.
Makin love all the time yeah.
I got a woman, she likes makin’ love. She likes to stroke and toke me.
Well, lord above.
You know she really likes to, rock and roll through the night. Rock and roll
in the daytime, makes everything so tight.
Yeah, I’m gonna get inside of you.
Yeah, I’m gonna slide right into you.
Yeah, my baby, because of you, my baby, my baby, my baby, baby.
Won’t make a mistake like my old man, you know I’m doin’ just fine.
Makin love all the time rockin' my baby.
Won’t make a mistake like my old man, you know I’m doin’ just fine.
Makin love all the time yeah.
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6. |
Earth Thing
06:37
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She’s the one I’m with now, but someday I’ll be gone.
I could stay with her till we both see the dawn yeah.
My eyes in wonder as her tears fall to the sea.
My eyes in wonder as the skies are filling me yeah.
I would take her to where only two can share, and I'm
not the only one who, can show that they care.
Rolling down like thunder, run you over like a train. I seen
your daddy preaching, we all know he’s insane.
Coming down like a tire iron, gentle like hurricane rain.
Seen your daddy preaching we all know he’s to blame.
I took a storm cloud fishing, we didn’t take too long.
So I took your sister drinking, but we took, a little too long baby.
But we took, a little too long yeah.
I’m the last of your dollars, you’d better make them pay.
When I’m gone to flowers, it done ruin your day.
I took a storm cloud fishing, we didn’t take too long.
So I took your sister drinking, but we did take a little too long baby.
But we took a little too long yeah.
We took a little too long baby.
A little too long.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...
Her eyes are burning fire, she put a stake through my heart.
She took a page of wonder, and made my life a bad start.
But I’m wisin’ to her. I got a plan to take her.
Apart I’m a burning fire, she’s my butterfly in flames now.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...
Her eyes are burning fire, she put a stake through my heart.
She took a page of wonder, and made my life a bad start.
But I’m wisin’ to her. I got a plan to take her.
Apart I’m a burning fire, she’s my butterfly in flames.
I’m home but I’m not alone.
Your best friend has got a good eye for fire.
I took her to where you wouldn’t go. So come on by cause
I ain’t coming home.
I’m the spider you left alone.
Didn’t think I’d go all the way.
I’m the fire that burnt soft and low.
Till the day you left me alone, all alone.
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Sights of Sound Pico Rivera, California
Dave and George started this thing in 1983. From 85' to 87' we were lucky to get Norm, Art, and John involved, and we had a great run from 87' to 92'. We're all from the same area of Pico Rivera CA USA. The songs were written and recorded between 85' and 91'. The CD was finally completed in 2002. This project is dedicated to the memory of Norman Martinez, we miss him, and love him dearly. Thanks ... more
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