Songtexte - Heavy Fuel

Heavy Fuel
last time I was sober, man I felt bad
worst hangover that I ever had
it took six hamburgers and scotch all night
nicotine for breakfast just to put me right
'cos if you wanna run cool
if you wanna run cool
if you wanna run cool, you got to run
on heavy, heavy fuel

my life makes perfect sense
lust and food and violence
sex and money are my major kicks
get me in a fight I like dirty tricks
'cos if you wanna run cool
yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
on heavy, heavy fuel

my chick loves a man who's strong
the things she'll do to turn me on
I love the babes, don't get me wrong
hey, that's why I wrote this song

I don't care if my liver is hanging by a thread
don't care if my doctor says I ought to be dead
when my ugly big car won't climb this hill
I'll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill
'cos if you wanna run cool
if you wanna run cool
yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run
on heavy, heavy fuel



Planet Of New Orleans
standin' in the corner
of toulouse and dauphine
waitin' on marie-ondine
I'm tryin' to place a tune
under a louisiana moonbeam
on the planet of new orleans
in a bar they call the saturn
and in her eyes of green
and somethin' that she said in a dream
inside of my suit I got my mojo root
and a true love figurine
for the planet of new orleans

new orleans - the other planet
with other life upon it
and everythin' that's shakin' in between
if you should ever land upon it
you better know what's on it
the planet of new orleans

now I'm tryin' to find my way
through the rain and the steam
I'm lookin' straight ahead through the screen
and then I heard her say
somethin' in the limousine
'bout taking a ride across the planet of new orleans

if she was an ace
and I was just a jack
and the cards were never seen
we could have been the king and the queen
but she took me back to her courtyard
where magnolia perfume screams
behind the gates and the granite
of the planet of new orleans



Kingdom Come
I tell you what!

They don't mess with me, I'm a wild man, son
I got me my very own anti tank gun
I got a jack rabbit with it, guess he was a mean one
Yeah, I've always been a sportsman

Now, there wasn't much left when I got to him
Them big old shells didn't just go through him
Just lumps of fur and that was it
Guess you could say he sure took a hit, alright

Yeah, you want to see my fire power, see my collection
Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
Now I'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
I'll blow anything I want to Kingdom Come

Ba ba boom
Ba ba ba ba bomb
And I'll blow anything I want
To Kingdom Come

Yeah, all you got to do is sqeeze on the trigger
And a little bitty human get a whole lot bigger
Cause there's a time for talking and a time to shoot them down
And this mama-jama don't pussy foot around, alright

Yeah, let them laugh, let them say we're strange
Me and my buddies on the rifle range
But you won't be laughing when it hits the fan
You're going to want to be a survivor, man

Yeah, you got to see my fire power, see my collection
Cause that's my thing, man, perfection
Now, I'm talking power in the barrel of a gun
I'll blow anything I want to Kingdom Come

Ba ba boom
Ba ba ba ba bomb
And I'll blow anything I want
To Kingdom Come

Ba ba ba ba boom
I say we ought to drop the bomb
Yes, and I'll blow anything I want
To Kingdom Come.




 

 

 
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