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Child in time
Sweet child in time,you'll see the line
the line that's drawn between the good and the bad
see the blind man,he's shooting at the world
the bullets flying,they're taking toll.
If you've been bad,Lord i bet you have
and you've not been hit by flying lead
you'd better close your eyes
you'd better bow your head
wait for the ricochet
oooh
I'm crying for yoy day and night
Oooh
aaah
I wanna hear you say
Aaah
Sweet child in time,you'll see the line
the line that's drawn between the good of us and the bad of us
see the blind man,he's shooting at the world
the bullets flying,they're killing everyone
if you've been bad,Lord i bet you have
and you've not been hit by flying lead
you'd better close your eyes
you'd better bow your head
wait for the ricochet
oooh
I wanna be inside you
Oooh
Aaah
I gotta hear you sing
Aaah
Smoke on the water
We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the groune
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But Swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
We ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
Making our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
We make a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water, fire inthe sky
Highway star
Nobody gonna take my car
L'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Ooh it's a killing machine It's got everything
Like a driving power big fat tires and everything
I love it and I need it I bleed it
Yeah it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna have my girl
She stays close on every bend.
Ooh she's a killing machine
She's got everything
Like a moving mouth, body control and everything
I Love her I need her I seed her
Yeah she turns me on
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
I got speed inside my brain
Nobody gonna steal my head
Now that I'm on the road again
Ooh I'm in heaven again I've got everything
Like a moving ground an open road and everything
I love it', I need it', I seed it
Eight cylinders all mine
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star (x4)
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