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Blue Öyster Cult
Album - 16 gennaio 1972 - Debaser id 49271

di Blue Öyster Cult

01
Transmaniacon MC (03:20)
Blue Öyster Cult • Blue Öyster Cult
With satan's hog no pig at all, and the weather getting dry
We'll head south from altamont in a cold blooded travelled trance
So clear the road my bully boys and let some thunder pass
We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives,
We're transmaniacon MC

Behind the pantry, behind the tree, the ghouls adopt that child
Whose name resounds forever, whose name resounds on terror
And I'm no fool to call that hog, cause man I remember
Those who did resign their souls
To transmaniacon MC

And surely we did offer up behind that stage at dawn
Beers and barracuda, reds and monocaine
Pure nectar of antipathy behind that stage at dawn
To those who would resign their souls
To transmaniacon MC

Cry the cable, cry the word, unknown terror's here
And won't you try this tasty snack, behind the scenes or but the back
Which was the stage at altamont, my humble boys of listless power:
We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives
We're transmaniacon MC
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02
I'm on the Lamb but I Ain't No Sheep (03:10)
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Canadian mounted baby, a police force that works
Red and black, that's their color scheme
get their man, in the end
It's all right, it's all right.

Frontenac chateau baby
I'll cross the frontier at ten
Got a whip in my hand baby
And a girl or a husky at leather's end
It's all right, it's all right
My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim

Hornswoop me bungo pony, dogsled on ice
Make a dash for freedom baby, don't skate on polar ice
It's to thick to be sliced by the light
Of long and white polar nights
It's all right, it's all right
My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim
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03
04
Stairway to the Stars (03:42)
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You can have my autograph
I think I'll sign it love to you
But should I sign it just for you

Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you
Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do

You can drive my motorcar
It's insured to thirty thou
Kill them all if you wish

Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you
Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do

You can have my autograph
I think I'll sign it good health to you
Upon the cast, your broken arm

Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you
Stairway to the stars, I hope you heal up real quick
Stairway to the stars...

Come on, let's get on outa here.
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05
Before the Kiss, a Redcap (04:56)
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So grab your rose and ringside seat
We're back home at Conry�s Bar
The blond girl with her tattoo
Reds and wine, cokes of course
Oh my Susie, my Susie
Why did we ever start
It's morning now, you'd never know
The gin, the gin
Glows in the dark
Glows in the dark

And underneath the black light
Underneath it all
Four and forty redheads meet
Come to doom, doom the dawn
With threats of gas and rose motif
Their lips apart like swollen rose
Their tongues extend and then retract
A redcap, a redcap
Before the kiss
Before the kiss

Doors like flint and window panes
And endless shadow bar
The owner�s boys have gone to work
We'll stop big deals behind that bar
While outside on the turnpike
They got this new hit tune
Thrills become as cheap as gas
And gas as cheap as thrills

One threat and mundane here at last
Expect to cross once more
Lecherous, invisible
Beware the limping cat
Whose black teeth grip between loose jaws
Still ripe and fully bloomed
A rose and not from anywhere
That you would know or I would care

And the owners act most cheerfully
Back home at Conry�s Bar
When their patron�s thoughts at last
Grow too big for their skulls
Awful things are happening
We've let this drama fold
And now the time has come at last
To crush the motif of the rose

So grab your rose and ringside seat
We're back home at Conry�s Bar
The blond girl with her tattoo
Reds and wine, cokes of course
Oh my Susie, my Susie
Why did we ever start
It's morning now, you'd never know
The gin, the gin
Glows in the dark
Glows in the dark
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06
07
She's as Beautiful as a Foot (02:56)
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She's as beautiful as a foot
She's as beautiful as a foot
She heard somebody say, the other day

Didn't believe it when he bit into her face
Didn't believe it when he bit into her face
It tasted just like a fallen arch

She's as beautiful as a foot
She's as beautiful as a foot
She heard somebody say, the other day

Don't put your tongue on the bloody tooth mark place
Don't put your tongue on the bloody tooth mark place
Her face changing now, a guernsey cow

She's as beautiful, oh so beautiful, beautiful as a foot
She heard someone say, the other day
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08
09
Workshop of the Telescopes (04:00)
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By Silverfish Imperetrix whose incorrupted eye
Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives
By Salamander Drake and the power that was undine
Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky
By those who see with their eyes closed
You’ll know me by my black telescope

Your green tree mantle from which these things derive
A lens of quartz and refract scope
That crystal lens whose crystal rope once
Bound me to those doctors and wives
When my vision was oh, so cloudy
And I saw things through two eyes

I am a sailor on the raging depths
And I know a thing or two
Back to the corner, mates, and over the side
Yes, I know a thing or two

By Silverfish Imperetrix whose incorrupted eye
Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives
By Salamander Drake and the power that was undine
Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky
By those who see with their eyes closed
You’ll know me by my black telescope

Before my great conversion when the ridge was closed
Before my visit to the workshop of telescope

By Silverfish Imperetrix whose incorrupted eye
Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives
By Salamander Drake and the power that was undine
Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky
By those who see with their eyes closed
You’ll know me by my
Black telescope
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10
Redeemed (03:50)
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Don't you give up my young, young friends
Here's a story I think will please
How Sir Rastus Bear was in fact redeemed

Redeemed from the cell to which he'd been thrown
By men whose love was more
For the ice and cold

Goblins of surcease, villians of wise
They pranced his brain on through the long, long night
Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe
You'd be by a song
Redeemed

Up on the north forty
I'm sure it was Christmas day
When Sir Rastus Bear taught children how to play

Games of life and love
And songs, oh those songs
Oh those deep but true
Hill country songs

Goblins of surcease, villians of wise
They pranced his brain on through the long, long night
Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe
You'd be by a song
Redeemed

Redeemed good lord, from the ice and cold
Redeemed from the cell to which I've been thrown
Redeemed by virtue of a country song
And I believe good Lord, it won't be long
won't be long
It won't be
won't be long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-
long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long-long
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