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REO Speedwagon
REO Speedwagon


Информация
Откуда Champaign, Illinois, United States
Жанры Rock
Hard Rock
Годы 1967—н.в.
Лейблы Epic Records
См. также Styx
Состав
Dave Amato
Kevin Cronin
Neal Doughty
Bruce Hall
Bryan Hitt
Бывшие участники
Mike Murphy
Gary Richrath
Alan Gratzer
Gregg Philbin
Terry Luttrell
Bill Fiorio
Jesse Harms
Graham Lear
Miles Joseph
Steve Scorfina
Mike Blair
Joe Matt
Bob Crownover
Joe McCabe



Альбом REO Speedwagon


R.E.O. Speedwagon (1971)
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Walking all alone in the dead end, the gypsy wants us all around, yeah
I took your fare, I paid your party
There's a hell to spent above these clowns, oh hey hey

And nobody knows where we're going too far
Something for sure or we got it booted, oh hey!

Down to the tough sweet mountain, yeah
There's a psychic woman under in Old North
Do y'all wanna set this speed off, baby?
I persuade you don't I have my fill? Oh hey hey

And nobody knows where we're going too far, yeah
Something was sure or we gotta do, oh hey!
Maybe we got no direction. Said we got no place to go, no no.
She shoved all our batch end; am I just a big wad blow? Yeah yeah
Gypsy woman's passion, said I'm not gonna let you go
What'd I say, anyway, let's get on with it!

Watch out!

Now the queens they're humping back
And we made it on our train, heading south down the tracks
She comes to me however that you'll see (?)
Our only self is a gypsy need, yeah

And nobody knows where we're going too far, yeah
Something for sure or we gotta do, oh hey! Hell, fucking great!
We got no direction. Said we got no place to go, no no.
She shoved all our batch end; am I just a big wad blow? Yeah yeah
Gypsy woman's passion, said I'm not gonna let you go
What'd I say, anyway, let's take it on home, yeah!

. . .


We flew into town on Sunday, had to find a place by Monday
Tried Bridgeport and Westport, 'til we found a place that we thought would do
157 Riverside Avenue.

Saugatuck River's flowin', Mother nature's colors were showin'
So cold, and rainy, we couldn't help feelin' blue
Not enough time, too many things to do.

(solo)

We met a young girl on Main Street, wanted just to pass her by
She was homely, but we were lonely, she said "Can I make love to you?"
We shouted 157 Riverside Avenue

live verse
We met a young girl on Main street, wanted to pass her by
She was lovely, we were horney, She said, "Can I make love to you?"
I said 157 Riverside Avenue. Here's what she said:

live verse
Well ya see she talk like a guitar, that woman did, I never understood a word
she said, maybe thats why we got along so well. I don't know baby, come on baby.

It's over, Miss Lena, we're leaving. Such a pleasant stay, I must say.
So nice, so easy, we hate to say goodbye to you
At 157 Riverside Avenue.

. . .


Standing by the roadside
Old newspaper in my hand.
Reading yesterday's headlines,
Nothing new, I said it's all the same.
Everywhere!
I'm the fool of the year and I've been waiting
Twenty five years of anticipating
I've seen changes in my land

People I'm here to tell you,
I've been around since the world began.
Well, mr. politician, reform me if you can,
I'm an anti-establishment man.

I'm tired of your treating
All of my children the same.
Everywhere!
Spending all that money
On a stupid war in vietnam
(when we need it at home)

People I'm here to tell you,
I think it's 'bout time that the world began (all over!)
Well, mr. politician, reform me if you can,
I'm an anti-establishment man.

. . .


I've played your game
And I've played it well.
I'll be another fool
To hang upon your wall.
I laid my heart out
Like an open book.
It's a simple thing and don't take much
To crack it open and bleed.

Lay me down.
Lay me down when you're through with me.
Lay me down.
Let me bleed when you're through with me.
Don't let me think you're wrong,
Just let me fall down.
I'll pick myself up again.
It's the kindest thing you can do for me,
So, woman, won't you lay me down.

I lied to myself.
Tried to believe in you.
But it's hard to rely on the ghost of someone you hardly even knew
You bring things out
Just to bring me down.
Then you twist them about and shove 'em in my face
Til my eyes can't see any good.
Yeah!

. . .


Sophisticated Lady try'n to change my ways
just because you're caught in your social maze.
I think it's about time that you realize
your money and your power's got you mesmerized.
Pretty Lady.
Get Back.
Pretty Lady.
Sophisticated lady put your blue jeans on,
you're anybody's baby when your mama's gone.

Educated lady with your college degree,
amazes me why you just can't see.
Learned ev'rything from your books on the shelf,
but no one ever taught you how to think for yourself.

Pretty Lady.
Get Back.
Pretty Lady.
Sophisticated lady put your blue jeans on,
you're anybody's baby when your mama's gone.

Sophisticated Lady , take a lesson from me,
I can help you be what you want to be.
Together we'll see many brighter days,
if it takes forever, gonna change your ways. Pretty Lady.
Sweet Thing.
Pretty Lady.
Sophisticated lady put your blue jeans on,
you're anybody's baby when your mama's gone.

. . .


Five men were killed today,
Leaving five wives as widows.
Six men they tried to kill.
Maybe one will live to raise his son.
I've tried so hard

To tell you what went wrong.
Been fighting for so many years
For something so very wrong.
When will man ever learn
That happiness is his to be earned?

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Strumming down the river, the moonlight would shiver
Are hurting me with dance in my eyes
Im on the other side, theyre gonna have them videos
Back and back to their side
Like tears to a mouse, a biting to a clam
I was tracking to the opposite shore
A passion from a dead man, playing, burning, biting
Life from limping eyes, yeah

Theres an object of the story, dont mess with the prison women
They can nothing less satisfy you, dont mess with the prison women

When momma wouldve done it, I tell ygon have to do me
Does dancin ever come again?
They came to decision and you got your body new yall
Cross that never lose it, oh
This going much too easy, all these women try to please me
Nothing seems to going wrong
Im on the other side; a bare of much too lies
Now Im with prison women, ow!

Theres an object of the story, dont mess with the prison women
They can nothing less satisfy you, dont mess with the prison women

Theres an object of the story, dont mess with the prison women
They can nothing less satisfy you, dont mess with the prison women
Theres an object of the story, dont mess with the prison women
They can nothing less satisfy you, dont mess with the prison women
Theres an object of the story, dont mess with the prison women
They can nothing less satisfy you, dont mess with the prison women
Theres an object of the story, dont mess with the prison women
They can nothing less satisfy you [fade]

. . .


Well now the stars are falling; while we`re drawing a card of death
Torn above the curtains of our loving shows no less
Ah-ah, ah ah ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah yeah

Something had a spiny hair unto this lonely room, silk, satin and coal
Silent eyes are staring, voices calling makes you be free, yeah
Ah-ah, ah ah ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah yeah

Ow!

Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom
Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom

Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom
Freedom, Freedom, Freedom (Freedom) Come on everybody!
(Freedom, dream on) Come on, everybody! (Freedom, freedom)
(Freedom, Freedom) Aaaaaahhh! (Freedom, Freedom)
(Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom) Freedom
Freedom, Freedom (Freedom) Oh yeah, all right! (Freedom)
(Freedom, Freedom) Everybody! (Freedom)

. . .


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