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Buckcherry
Buckcherry


Информация
Откуда Los Angeles, California, USA
Жанры Hard Rock
Годы 1995—н.в.
Лейблы Atlantic Records
Eleven Seven Music
Сайт Website
Состав
Josh Todd
Keith Nelson
Stevie D.
Jimmy "Two Fingers" Ashhurst
Xavier Muriel
Бывшие участники
Yogi Lonich
Jonathan Brightman
Devon Glenn



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Альбом Buckcherry


15 (11.04.2006)
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Back In The Day (Japanese bonus track)
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Pump It Up (Japanese bonus track)
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The minute I'm at the back door,
That's the minute there's complication
The second I'm in the action
Another bonafied bad creation

When it goes down, they come around
Money, greed, the faces
When it falls down, they won't be found
The spotlight queen, chasin'

(Chorus)

It's coming for you
It's coming for me
Life ain't nothin' but bitches and money
Nothin' to loose
Nothin' for free
Can't stop now I got bitches and money
It's a time bomb
It's a time bomb (Yeah)

The moment I hit the bedroom
That's the moment I'm activated
The token I spend to floor ya,
The less I want to know ya

(PRE-CHORUS)
(CHORUS)

The longer I get before ya
Puts out a blast like a super nova
And if you want a roller coaster
Just take a slow ride on my shotgun

(PRE-CHORUS)
(CHORUS)

Bitches and money!


. . .


All right…

Coming to you honey on the East side running
And I ain’t got time to waste
Jump into the car into back seat loving
But you’re keeping me on a chase

I’ve been trying all night long
I put up with your favourite songs all night
Tempted by your tainted love
I sure did like the way you come inside my crystal ball
What can I do?

Is it true what they say?
You won’t give it away
And I don’t know what to do to get next to you, next to you
Every night, every day
You just push me away
Tell me what should I do to get next to you, next to you

I’ve been trying all night long
And I wanna get next to you
I wrote about you baby in this song
Cause I wanna get next to you, next to you

Better than cool its sweet my buttercup
Baby’s got a pretty face
I got a habit it’s another bad habit
And I hope I’m not here too late

I’ve been trying all night long
I put up with your favourite songs all night
Tempted by your tainted love
I sure did like the way you come inside my crystal ball
What can I do?

Is it true what they say?
You won’t give it away
And I don’t know what to do to get next to you, next to you
Every night, every day
You just push me away
Tell me what should I do to get next to you, next to you

I’ve been trying all night long
Cause I wanna get next to you
I wrote about you baby in this song
And I wanna get next to you, next to you

Spend my money, teasing me honey
What should I do?
When you gonna show me, I think you owe me
Come on baby see it through

Next to you, next to you, next to you

Is it true what they say?
You won’t give it away
And I don’t know what to do to get next to you, next to you
Every night, every day
You just push me away
Tell me what should I do to get next to you, next to you

I’ve been trying all night long
Cause I gotta get next to you

. . .



I will sacrifice, I promise I'll behave
I'll keep my head high, I'll keep my foot out of the grave
I'm lucky I found you, you always speak the truth
Cause in my past life baby I got screwed
And I'm still out of line
When it comes to you
And I'm still out of line
I keep trying to break through
I'm not a bad man, I'm just a glutton for abuse
In my dirty hands, a diamond clean and shackles loose
Let's take some more time, I want to make it through
Was it the first time, or just another bad excuse
[Chorus x2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah a ah, yeah a ah aaa
I will sacrifice, I promise I'll behave
I'll keep my head high I'll deep my foot out of the grave
[Chorus x2]

. . .



Buried way beneath the sheets I think she's having a meltdown
Finding it hard to fall asleep she won't let anyone help her
The look on her face a waste of time she won't let go gonna roll the dice
Loosing her grace starts to cry I feel her pain when I look in her eyes
I want to be I want everything, I want everything
Somewhere she is on the streets trying to make things better
Praying to God and breathing deep gotta break this long obsession
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
If I had everything would I still want to be alive or want to be high [2x]
Now and then she talks to me and sometimes writes me letters
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Your eyes, never close your eyes open up your mind and you can have everything

. . .



There are days that take too long
It's those days I wish I had you right here in my arms
I'm gettin' lonely, I'm sick waiting here for you
I'm gettin' lonely, please come home cause I want to be with you, or maybe I'm a
fool
And I say baby you still drive me crazy
Nothings gonna change me so you don't have to cry
Maybe I should take the blame
I guess a music man is no shelter from the rain
[Pre-Chorus]
And I say baby you still drive me crazy
Nothings gonna change me so you don't have to cry
Baby you know that you saved me
Your loves so amazing you're never off my mind
[Solo]
Nothings going on I've been gone for way to long
I'll be right back in your arms don't be afraid
I'm getting closer, I'm making my way back home to you
I'm getting closer, I can see your face and the light keeps shining through, and
what am I supposed to do
[Chorus]
Nothings going on I've been gone for way to long
I'll be right back in your arms don't be afraid

. . .



Oh I had a lot to say was thinking on my time away
I missed you and things weren't the same
Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me want to die
I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry I'm blue, I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know I can't take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all you're sounds, and baby the way you make my
world go round
And I just wanted to say I'm sorry:
This time I think I'm to blame it's harder to get through the days
You get older and blame turns to shame
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Every single day I think about how we came all this way
The sleepless nights and the tears you cried it's never too late to make it
right
Oh yeah sorry!
[Chorus]

. . .


Alright
Break me down
You got a lovely face
We're going to your place
and now you got to freak me out
Scream so loud getting fucking laid
You want me to stay
but I got to make my way

Chorus
Hey you're crazy bitch
but you fuck so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

(Repeat)

Take it all the paper is your game
You jump in bed with fame
Another one night payed for
you're so fine it won't be a loss
Cashing in the rocks just to get you face to face

Chorus
Hey you're crazy bitch
but you fuck so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

(Repeat)

Get the video
Fuck you so good
Get the video
Fuck you so good

Crazy bitch
Crazy bitch
Crazy
Bitch

Chorus
Hey you're crazy bitch
but you fuck so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

Hey you're crazy bitch
but you fuck so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back
Come on

Baby girl
You want it all
To be a star you'll have to go down
Take it off
No need to talk
Your crazy but I like the way you fuck me

Chorus
Hey you're crazy bitch
but you fuck so good I'm on top of it
When I dream I'm doing you all night
Scratches all down my back to keep me right on

(Repeat)

You keep me right on
Your crazy but I like the way you fuck me

. . .



The counter culture left us with some redness in the eyes
Faded jeans and politics and shooters in the sky
Diagnosed a menus and I'm broken in the mind
The doctor said the Ritalin would surely work out fine
Your always there your always with me you always fill me up
It's scary out there
Your always fair you always miss me you always bring me love
Flower rich emotion and I can't control my mind
A drop of antimatter and I'll blow up all mankind
Maybe I am jaded, or I'm mean or I am blind
Live in fear or God is real there's nothing left to hide
Your always there your always with me you always fill me up
It's scary out there
Your always fair you always miss me you always bring me love
It's not the same living on the edge
I'm not the same so go ahead and ride
Ride, ride, ride
Your always there your always with me you always fill me up
It's scary out there
Your always fair you always miss me you always bring me love
Never be scared

. . .



Playin with me baby will get you stung like a bee
You keep playing with me baby until I'm deep in between
I know your never gonna agree, love life Rollercoaster
You never let the sunshine you better take it from me
And every time you sun shines you make me week in the knees
I know your never gonna agree, love life Rollercoaster
Your Momma's never gonna believe, went to bed with a monster
Leave a light on cry tomorrow
And I'll show up
Leave a light on cry tomorrow
And let your sunshine
I bet you had a hard life, it's time to set you free
Crying with your green eyes, I'm sorry baby please
[Pre-chorus]
[Chorus]
Solo
Sugar my sunshine I want to make you scream
Baby your so fine you got ta play with me
I know your never gonna agree
Your mama's never gonna believe
Your daddy thinks I'm a freak
[Chorus]

. . .



Take a flight to London sing my song bring me back to New York that's where I
get paid
Dance with the ladies all night long take train to Brooklyn tryin' to get laid
I see your walkin away
Don't be afraid I won't bite hard it's better than being alone
Black out in Brooklyn I'm so hard naked with lady crashed my car
Maxed out all of my credit cards black out in Brooklyn
Brooklyn!
Heading out to Detroit got the call the motor city's jumping maybe I should stay
Curtain calls coming we'll have to stall a red heads finding her way back stage
I see her coming this way
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
I get in I get out jump in a cab at a quarter to midnight
I show up we get down and the party gets started again
[Chorus]
Brooklyn!

. . .



Murder books and the face in my nightmares
Blood and tears and the enemy's right here
Sickened, broken, blood shed, murder you're children
Torture, treason, never falling out of war
Standing on a broken glass!
Sing my angel, life has slowly slipped away
Killing fields and I'm starting to miss you
Pornograph's all I got for a bedroom
Sickened, broken, blood shed, murder you're children
Torture, treason, never falling out of war
Standing on broken glass!
Sing my angel, life has slowly slipped away
Life's so fragile a revolution taking place
Bullet shells and famine and stab wounds
I wish I could do more than write you
Sickened, broken, blood shed, murder you're children
Torture, treason, never falling out of war
Standing on broken glass!
Sing my angel, life has slowly slipped away
Life's so fragile a revolution taking place

. . .

Back In The Day

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. . .


I've been on tenterhooks
ending in dirty looks,
listening to the Muzak,
thinking 'bout this 'n' that.
She said that's that.
I don't wanna chitter-chat.
Turn it down a little bit
or turn it down flat.

Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.

Down in the pleasure centre,
hell bent or heaven sent,
listen to the propaganda,
listen to the latest slander.
There's nothing underhand
that she wouldn't understand.

Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.

She's been a bad girl.
She's like a chemical.
Though you try to stop it,
she's like a narcotic.
You wanna torture her.
You wanna talk to her.
All the things you bought for her,
putting up your temperature.

Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.

Out in the fashion show,
down in the bargain bin,
you put your passion out
under the pressure pin.
Fall into submission,
hit-and-run transmission.
No use wishing now for any other sin.

Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.

Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.

Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.

. . .


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