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Sammy Hagar
Sammy Hagar


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Настоящее имя Sam Roy Hagar
Дата рождения 13 октября 1947 г.
Место рождения Salinas, California, United States
Жанры Heavy Metal
Годы 1968—н.в.
Лейблы Roadrunner Records
Capitol Records
Geffen Records
MCA Records
См. также Chickenfoot
Van Halen
Montrose
HSAS
Сайт Website



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Not 4 Sale (2002)
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Stand up and shout

Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, yeah
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm

You don't have to spend your life on the bottom
Staring at the shadows on the floor
We got the ultimate protection from the system
Just be yourself, don't hide it anymore, yeah

Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up and raise the cain, yeah
Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up, stand up, stand up

One of us will always be waiting
Open handed hearts shining through
Holy hands of love are still bleeding
They're bleeding for the love shining through

Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up and raise the cain, yeah
Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up and scream your name, yeah

Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up and shake your thing
Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up, stand up, stand up

Mmm, mmm
Mmm

Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up and raise the cain, yeah
Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up and scream your name, yeah

Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up and shake your thing, yeah
Stand up and shout (mmm)
Stand up, stand up, stand up

Stand up
Stand up, yeah
Stand up
Stand up

. . .


Some go down on a borderline
Another one die in a neighborhood
Someone cheers, a mother cries
Evil versus good

So welcome to the world's arena
Where love, power, and war
Where blood, sweat, and tears
Gets an encore

And there's another one behind that one
And behind that one lies another one
And still growing up, there's a youngest son
And he don't mind dying

And we sing
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
It's a glory, hollow hallelujah

Yeah, there's another one behind that one
And behind that one lies another one
And still growing up, there's a youngest son
And he don't mind dying

And the world sings
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
It's a glory, hollow hallelujah

Hollow hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

. . .


Halfway to Memphis, drivin' in the rain
Self confidence slippin', still runnin' away
From the face in the mirror, the lines on the face
From New York City to the San Francisco Bay

From the ghost in the closet
The monkey on your back
From the one that really knows you
Been there watchin' your back
But the fire in your belly still burns

Just be yourself
You're like no one else
There's nobody like you
You can't find it on the shelf

Just let the world know
That you're ready for show
Count three and let go
Before you turn around and go home
Turn around, baby

Down by the lilikoi near the old stone wall
There time stands still, yet the water still falls
There nothing much changes but the seasons still change
Just wishin' and hopin' to break even again

You take these things with you
You take 'em to the heart
But take nothing for granted
Well, there's a good place to start
Until you feel light circle again

Just be yourself
You're like no one else
There's nobody like you
You can't find it on the shelf

Just let the world know
That you're ready for show
Count three and let go
Before you turn around and go home

There ain't no sanctuary
Young ((Jeff Buckley)) blood
You're halfway to Memphis
In the Mississippi mud

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Be yourself
You're like no one else
There's nobody like you
You can't find it on the shelf

Just let the world know
That you're ready for show
Count three and let go
Before you turn around and go home

Turn yourself around and get back home
Just turn around and go home

. . .


She's a poet, she's a dancer
Like a prophet, got all the answers
Face like an angel, touch like a healer
Look in her eyes, you know you've got to believe her, mmm hmm

Well, I got caught up in where I was going
I couldn't feel the way the wind was blowing
But yesterday I had a vision
Today it looks just like another bad decision

But life goes on, come what may
Pick up the pieces and roll

'Cause things have changed
Yeah, things have changed
You know I'd like to say they're still the same
But things have changed

Well, if I could get down on my knees and pray
You know I'll never get back to yesterday
I want to think it's still the same
But things have changed, oh yeah, yeah

Pleased to meet you, guess you know me
Yeah, I'm the one who said I was never lonely
Always talking, I never listened
My mind made up that there was nothing missing

But when you're standing in Norfolk, Virginia
Wondering if you still got it in ya
Dig down deep, reach up higher
You never know, you might have to start another fire

But life goes on, day by day
Pick up the pieces and roll

'Cause things have changed
Yeah, things have changed
You know I'd like to say it's all the same
But things have changed, yeah

If I could raise up my hands and say
I just want to get back to yesterday
You know, I want to think it's still the same
But things have changed, oh yeah

Pick up the pieces
Take a look aound you
Yeah, sometimes we just gotta roll
Yeah, roll with it, baby
Pick up the pieces and roll

'Cause things have changed
Yeah, things have changed
You know, I'd like to say their still the same
But things have changed

Yeah, and I'll raise up my hands and pray
But I'll never get back to yesterday
I'd like to say it's still the same
But things have changed, oh yeah

My world's been changing
You know I want things to stay the same
But things have changed

Everything has changed
Everything has changed
I want to say it's still the same
But things've changed

. . .


Hey, hey mama, say the way you move
Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove

I want a whole lotta love
I want a whole lotta love
Whole lotta love, love, love, baby
A whole lotta love

Hey, hey child when you shake that thing
Gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting

I want a whole lotta love
A whole lotta love
Whole lotta love
I need a whole lotta love

Hey, hey child, when you walk that way
Watch your honey drip, can't keep away

Hey, whole lotta love
Whole lotta love
Love, love, love, baby
I need a whole lotta love

Gimme a whole lotta love
Whole lotta love
Whole lotta love, baby
I need a whole lotta love, love, love, love

Yeah
Huh
Ow, baby

I don't know, I been told
A big leg woman ain't got no soul

Gimme a whole lotta love
Whole lotta love
Whole lotta love, love, love, baby
I need a whole lotta love

Whole lotta love
I need a whole lotta love
Whole lotta love, love, love
Gimme a whole lotta love, a whole lotta love, hey

Whole lotta love
Nothin' but love
Yeah, gimme a whole lotta love, love, love, baby

Yeah
Yeah

. . .


Headin' north on 101
Blastin' Highway 61
I know every song Bob Dylan sung
Yeah, and this old Mustang still can run
Southern whiskey and berry wine
But I'm leavin the south pole far behind

From the Southern Cross to the Big Nail
Spent a couple nights in the county jail
Yeah, I'm worn and kinda frail
I still told that judge he could go to hell
Them southern women they're really fine
But I'm leavin' the south pole far behind

Southern Cross, the Big Nail
Ride on in to the setting sun
Southern Cross, the Big Nail
Done paid twice for everything I've done

Southern Cross, the Big Nail
Southern Man gotta have some fun
Southern Cross, the Big Nail
Yeah, this old Mustang still can run

Southern Cross, the Big Nail
Southern Women, the berry wine
Well I'm leaving the south pole far behind

Walk on, walk on
You never know sometimes
Uh, wooh, uh

Southern Cross, the Big Nail
Paid twice for everything I done
Southern Cross, the Big Nail
Lookout baby here I come, here I come

Southern Cross, the Big Nail
Uh
Southern Cross, the Big Nail
Yeah, this old Mustang still can run, yeah

. . .


Hey, you can make it alright
With a hint of a smile
With a wink of an eye
If I could just let you know
My heart's in your hands
Go carefully
Still holdin' on
Not letting go

(You can make it alright)
Hey, yeah
(You can make it alright)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(You can make it alright)
Oh, yeah

Faith when a promise is made
So rusty and cold
Just hangin' bare
On the shoulders of time
Crushin' the will
Close to the line
But still holdin on
Not letting go

(You can make it alright)
Hey, yeah
(You can make it alright)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(You can make it alright)
Oh, yeah, yeah
(You can make it alright)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You can make it alright
You can make it alright

Hey, yeah
(You can make it alright)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(You can make it alright)
Oh, yeah
(You can make it alright)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(You can make it alright)
You can make it alright
(You can make it alright)
Oh, yeah
You can make it alright

. . .


All the money in the world
Wouldn't change my life or make my life, no
All the money in the world
Couldn't buy my life

I sleep late, black coffee
Burnt toast, some tomato juice, yeah
Go online, check my email
A toothbrush and I'm all brand new

Then my guitar starts lookin' at me
I start hummin' this old melody (ooh)
It sounds familiar, but that's alright
It gets me by, it keeps me high, huh

All the money in the world
Wouldn't change my life or make my life, no
All the money in the world
Wouldn't buy my life 'cause my life's not 4 sale

Yeah, I like drivin'
Stay up late just lookin at the stars
Believe in God, believe in aliens
UFO's in my backyard

And then the words come flyin' out of me
I lay 'em down to a sweet melody (ooh)
It sounds familiar but that's alright
It gets me by, it keeps me high, wooh

All the money in the world
Wouldn't change my life or make my life, no
All the money in the world
Wouldn't buy my life, 'cause my life's not 4 sale
All the money in the world

Yeah, it's not perfect but it's really, really fine
You come on, get some, but ya stand in line, uh huh
It's all I got but I call it mine

Well, my friend's worth a couple million
And he's miserable as any man can be
He no fun, no sense of humor
That ain't the way it's supposed to be

All the money in the world
Wouldn't change my life or make my life, no
All the money in the world
Wouldn't buy my life 'cause my life's not 4 sale

All the money in the world
Wouldn't buy my life or change my life, no
All the money in the world
Ain't gonna buy my life, 'cause my life's not for sale

(All the money in the world)
No, my life's not for sale
(All the money in the world)
Can't buy my life, my life's not for sale
(All the money in the world)
All the money in the world
(All the money in the world)
Won't make my life, change my life, buy my life
'Cause my life's not 4 sale

. . .


Less skirt and a lot more leg
Down on your knees and beg
Too much city and not enough land
The businessman don't understand

Now, how many can we get on the big square inch?
The big square inch
The big square inch
How many can ya get on the big square inch? Yeah

Stack 'em tall up to the sky
Why'd anybody wanna get so high
Wait in line all day long

Hear 'em playin our favorite song
Spreadin east, spreadin out west
A population contest
Jump on that son of a bitch

The big square inch
The big square inch
The big square inch
How many can ya get on the big square inch? Wooh

The big square inch, uh huh
The big square inch, tell me
How many can ya get on the big square inch?

It makes me dizzy when I'm lookin' down (lookin' down)
Thank God they're going up, not underground (underground)
Here come the enemy to knock 'em down
Knock 'em down, knock 'em down

And the rich get rich
And the poor get poor
Can't get enough
So they make some more

Gonna get me some money
And buy me some land
Build it up
Gonna build it up

The big square inch
The big square inch
How many can we get on the big square inch? Yeah

The big square inch
The big square inch
How many can we get on the big square inch? Wooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

. . .


I can't close my eyes
Feelin' what I see
I turn away
But still can see

I can't change the world
But I can change my mind
It's not enough
It's not enough

Color your thoughts, color your speech
Bury your head deep in a sleep
Harden your shell, head in a hole

And it's haunting me
It's changin' me
Seems so unreal
This karma wheel

Run from your feelings
Head in a hole
Mind filled with power
Out of control

The edge of depression
Broken the seal, yeah
No need for compression
Nothing can heal

Roll the karma wheel
Roll that karma wheel
Roll that karma wheel

Roll that karma wheel
Yeah, that karma wheel
Roll with it

Out of control
Head's in a hole
Mind filled with power
Roll that karma wheel

. . .


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