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      название:

      Bullet Belt


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      Butch Walker And The Black Widows


      жанры: alternative rock, power pop, indie
      рейтинг: ★★★★★ / 5 / 1031 просмотр
      Hey Daddy tell me 'bout the time you had to go to jail for smokin' pot
      An Iron Maiden concert in a Carolina parking lot
      Whoa
      And when you had to listen to recordings on a record player
      And your band all had to plug into a little amplifier
      Just to hear over the drums, 
      Hear over the drums,
      I can only hear the drums, 
      I can only hear the drums.
      
      Well 1969 to 1977
      It was 8 years of heaven 'hind the 7-11
      Stayin' out all night
      While we kept our engines revvin'
      And we'd never make it home before dawn...
      Maybe...
      I'm not that crazy
      I'm just playing with the hand I was dealt
      Maybe...
      I'm not that crazy
      I'm just a chip off the ol' bullet belt.
      
      Hey momma tell me bout the time you would sneak out of your window
      And meet up with your other friends and smoke your cigarettes
      And blow the smoke into another girl's mouth
      Whoa
      And when you drove across the country
      With your stoner friends all in a van
      To fill up all your mason jars with the California sand
      California sand, California sand
      California, California, California sand
      
      Well 1969 to 1977
      It was 8 years of heaven 'hind the 7-11
      Stayin' out all night
      While we kept our engines revvin'
      And we'd never make it home before dawn...
      Hair dyed black,
      walking marshall stack
      We'd play all night shows behind the chicken shack
      Sittin' back to back,
      We were a heart attack'
      Givin' the finger to the cops on the lawn
      Maybe...
      I'm not that crazy
      I'm just playin' with the hand I was dealt
      Maybe...
      I'm not that crazy
      I'm just a chip off the ol' bullet belt
      
      Well 1969 to 1977
      It was 8 years of heaven 'hind the 7-11
      Stayin' out all night
      While we kept our engines revvin'
      And we'd never make it home before dawn...
      Hair dyed black,
      walking marshall stack
      We'd play all night shows behind the chicken shack
      Sittin' back to back,
      We were a heart attack'
      Givin' the finger to the cops on the lawn
      Maybe...
      I'm not that crazy
      I'm just playin' with the hand I was dealt
      Maybe...
      I'm not that crazy
      I'm just a chip off the ol' bullet belt

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      Это интересно: Бутч Уолкер — (родился Брэдли Гленн Уокер 14 ноября, 1969) в настоящее время является американским музыкантом, автором песен и продюсером, ранее был ведущим гитаристом метал-группы SouthGang конца 80-х и начала 90-х годов, а также вокалистом и гитаристом рок-группы Marvelous 3 с 1997 до 2001 года.Бутч Уолкер вырос в Cartersville, штат Джорджия и прославился как гитарист и исполнитель в нескольких... подробнее
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