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Beatallica
Album - 1 aprile 2004 - Debaser id 116190

di Beatallica

Let me tell you how shit will be
Better grip your pillow tight-a-lay

Now enter Sandman
YEE-AA-AH, enter Sandman

I will fill your eyez with sand
Off to Nevernever land

Cuz I'm the Sandman
YEE-AA-AH, fuckin' Sandman

I'm the Sandman-with a metal beat
And I think that-Dokken'z fuckin' weak
I want you to bang-right in the street
And if you sleepwalk-destroy and seek-SANDMAN!

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray for Kliff my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I'll pray for Kliff my soul to take

OHH! I am the beast under Don Dokken'z bed-SANDMAN, fuckin' Dokken!
I'm in hiz closet, in hiz head-SANDMAN, fuckin' weak!

Cuz I'm the Sandman
YEE-AA-AH, fuckin' Sandman

And my advice as Dokken diez-SANDMAN!
It's time to kiss your ass goodbye-SANDMAN

Cuz I'm the Sandman
YEE-AA-AAH, fuckin' Sandman
And you'll sleep with one eye open for me-SANDMAN!
Il tuo voto:
Leper Madonna-spineless from the start
Like a Virgin comez to town, you're sucked into the part
Living by your story, spreading your diseaze
Suffah for your glory, falling to your kneez

Friday nite-a brazier in your suitcase
Like a Prayer-death creeping like a nun
Monday-blind devotion came with black lace
Seeee O-ri-on

Leper Madonna-Jaymz iz at your breast
He don't give a fuck-a how you feed the rest

Leper Madonna-Jaymz iz in your bed
Listen to Beatallica raging in your head

Tuesday-you are taken by the glamour
Wednesday-see the sheep are set to come
Thursday-you're a stinking drunk with power
Seeee O-ri-on

Leper Madonna-Heaven you will meet
Make a contribution, get a bettah seat
Il tuo voto:
Hey, dude-it'z true not sad
Take a thrash song and make it better
Remembah! That metal iz in your heart
Then you can start to be a fretter

Hey, dude-don't be fuckin' 'fraid
You were made to go be a shreader
The minute you let us under your skin
Then you'll begin to be a fretter

So crank your amp and deal the pain
Hey, dude-you're fuckin' insane!
The riverz run red with blood of poseurs
And don't you know that he'z the fool
Who playz it cool
But needz for hiz beer to be much colder

Hey, dude-nevah turn it down!
You must pound her, I mean Kip Winger
New wave of British heavy metal iz in your heart
And you can start with Diamond Headerz

So let it out! Let it in!
Hey, dude, begin
Don't wait for the Eye of the Beholder
You'll never know when bellz toll for you
Hey, dude, you'll do
Just sling that flying-V 'cross your shoulder

Hey, dude-it'z true not sad
Take a thrash song and make it better
Admit it! Beatallica'z under your skin!
So now begin to be a shreader
Il tuo voto:
Try to see it my way
Don't you play that Trixter crap until I can't go on!
Cannot see it your way
We'll blow this place away now with a metal song

We can hit the lightz! We can hit the lightz!

Think of what you're playing
Give it to Me Good in sleeveless flannelz really bitez
Think of what I'm saying
No life 'til leather, gonna kick some ass tonite!

We can hit the lightz! We can hit the lightz!

Life is very short and there'z no time
For sleeveless flannelz, you poseur
I have always thought that it'z a crime
So I will thrash you once again

Try to see it my way
With all out screaming we're gonna rip right through your brain
Nevah see it your way
We have lethal power that is cauzing you sweet pain

We can hit the lightz! We can hit the lightz!
Il tuo voto:
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