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Velvet Revolver
Velvet Revolver


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Откуда Rancho Santa Margarita, California, USA
Жанры Hard Rock
Годы 2002—н.в.
Лейблы RCA Records
Sony BMG Music Entertainment
См. также Jane's Addiction
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Wasted Youth
Сайт Website
Состав
Slash
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Duff McKagan
Dave Kushner
Бывшие участники
Scott Weiland



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Альбом Velvet Revolver


Contraband (08.07.2004)
08.07.2004
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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

Hands are shakin got your finger on the trigger
Jesus ain't complainin gonna figure it out
Somebody raped my tapeworm abortion
Come on motherfuckers and deliver the cow

Brain and body melting while there's roaches multiplying
It's the alien infection it's the coming of Christ
All these sentimental halos and these consequential angels
When I'm runnin with the devil don't deliver the fight

Don't look at me now
Fell too fast your wings won't hold
Don't look at me now
Fell too fast your wings won't hold

Yeah and when I want to
Yeah I will find you
Yeah and when I want to
Yeah I will blind you

Brains are frying while the kings and queens are dying
Satan won the race and the miracle mile
Somebody raped my tapeworm abortion
Come on mothertuckers and deliver the cow
It's all over me now
Let me go, let me go, let me go
What's come over me now
Let me go, let me go, let me go
It's all over me now
Let me go, let me go, let me go
What's come over me now

Johnny sat down beside the old oak tree
Cut off his hand what did he see
All of the animals are dead
The rats have crawled through his house and out through their head
One of them ate a hole in the sky

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

Went too fast I'm out of luck and I don't even give a fuck

I wanna be your manchild
Let's all go it hog-wild
She said I'll see you later
I always gravitate to her
Let's all meet at the station
No heavy concentration
We could all hook up there
The kids are all alright there

Should we go out later
Showtime for strangers

Dontcha give a fuck anymore now
She's givin up on you now
Do it for the kids they say
It ain't about you anyway

I say we're all grown up now
And sex ain't so safe now
It's all in the groove they say
Doesn't matter anyway

Keep me runnin' like a deer in the headlights
All for nothing I thought
Just the ransom I had bought

About the day I tried to tame her
Never tried to blame her
Just a game that I had bought

Let's all meet at the station
No heavy concentration
The kids are all alright there

Went too fast I'm out of luck and I don't even give a fuck

Should we go (should we go) out later
(Went too fast I'm out of luck and I don't even give a fuck)
Showtime (showtime) for strangers

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

I don't know
Because she says so
He's a faggot boy
The TV says so
He's a junkie piece of shit because he says so

All that first-class jet set brings me down, down, down
All that first-class drug shit brings me down, down, down

It's a big machine, it's a big machine
We're all slaves to a big machine
It's a big machine, it's a big machine
We're all slaves to a big machine
All tied up to a big machine
I got houses
Got cars
I got a wife
I got kids
Got money in the bank

Get away without borders
I'm a slave, New World Order
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be

Hope I teach my son how to be a man
Now before he hits 35

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

One fine day
I'll settle down
When you bloody me
I ran aground
With my broken face
And fisticuff
Fuck the rest and
All their stuff

I - Don't - Anymore
I - Don't - Anymore

Just look and you'll
See me
Lying there
Lying there

Just look and you'll
See me
Lying there
Lying

Another way
A battle ground
A ready teller whore
Who makes no sound
Keep the money bitch
Keep the stuff
Fly around the world
And keep it up

I - Don't – Anymore
I - Don't – Anymore

It's killing time on the streets

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

Take two to break and three to go
Hold me back you spectacle (Mother Fucker yeah)
Kick me down with broken bones
You picked a fight now stand your ground

You talk about it
Don't know what you want
In the back of someone else's car

You write the list
Well write me off
Rocket bitch is blasting off (Right on target yeah)
Boots laced up I'm here to go
In the end I'll stand alone

You talk about it
Don't know what you want
In the back of someone else's car

You lied about it
Bled another heart
Then began to fall apart

It rains and you fall back down again
It begins to rain and I'll knock you right back down again
You incessant bitch you lied in wait for the last time now
I'm standing now

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

It's been a long year
Since you've been gone
I've been alone here
I've grown old
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces

I keep a journal of memories
I'm feeling lonely, I can't breathe
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

All the years I've tried
With more to go
Will the memories die
I'm waiting
Will I find you
Can I find you
We're falling down

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

Me
I'm a man
Who is trudging
Best I can
Through a minefield
Built to blast
Can I make it
Will I last

Free my mind, levitate
Don't let any of those fuckers in my headspace

Please
Let me be
No more questions
No more needs
You're the cancer
You're the leech
Sent to bleed me
Of disease

Free my mind, levitate
Don't let any of those fuckers in my headspace
Let me go my own way
Burn the rest of them that try to keep me enchained

Living taking chances
Isn't all that it's meant to be
Dying with your face on
A t-shirt isn't all that original

Me
I'm the man
Will I make it
Will I last


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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

I'm a superman
I wanna be your superman
I'm a superman
I wanna be your superman

What you get is a crash course to be a man
But a man is a destination never known
Sometimes dressed up like a red hot lady in pumps
Don't think she can get enough

Always feel like she's runnin on a hamster wheel
Getting high, crashing cars and makin mistakes
Keepin her face packed with cocaine
Her face is numb your faith is gone

I'm travelin on now
I'm makin plans now

Cocaine
Alcohol
Lady-lay
Withdrawal

Keep it comin in a world that's blown up wild
Keep it comin in a world that's bred her style
We're all runnin from the goose she's high on cocaine
There's a noose swimmin right between her legs to her brain

We're all in need of a superhuman woman now
We're all in need of a superhuman woman now
So rodeo, rodeo, rodeo, rodeo
Throw the rope around her neck and get the show on the road

What's she thinking

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver
From The Hulk movie soundtrack

You operate and motivate on synthetic fuel
You're Mother Nature and an atom bomb
As long as you're kept full of pretty bodies
Your little secret will be safe with me

Around again insane again it comes again and sets me free
So set me free, set me free 'cause I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free

You're kept alive and polarized with one thing in mind
Metabolizin everything that you see
But now and then or a little later
Now I'm gonna take you down with me

Around again insane again she comes again and sets me free

So take me down, take me
Down, down, down, down

My freedom!


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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

I fell through the ice
She won't be coming back too soon
It never wins to lie
She said you'll never have no rights

I've took it farther on the outside
I've took it nearly to the brink
And if you've seen me on the outside
You would have barely seen me breathe

Funny right here I find myself
Inside a paper cup
Without a warning or a reason it's a treason
With no answer

You got no right
To keep me waiting here
You got no right
To keep the pain in here
That holds the crown

And if I fall apart on the outside (You really don't believe me)
And if I take it to the brink
And if I fall apart on the outside / (You really don't believe me)
You would have barely seen me breathe

And if I meet you out tonight
Will you be loving me forever
It's always over after the night
It's always colder after the night
I broke through the ice
She won't be coming back again

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

When you look you see right through me
Cut the rope I fell to my knees
Born and broken every single time

Always keep me under finger
That's the spot where you run to me
Might see some type of pleasure in my mind

Yeah, here comes the water
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see

When you seek me you'll destroy me
Rape my mind and smell the poppies
Born and bloodied every single time

Yeah, here comes the water
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see
Like holy water
It only burns you faster than you'll ever dry
This time with me

When you look you see right through me
Cut the rope I fell to my knees

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver and Keith Nelson

Can't stop thinkin musta been trippin this evening
My mind is racing demons and all of my feelings are numb

Yeah and when I roll with my head in the wind
And I feel like the king of the
Dead men wishin they had gotten together with you girl
But you're a dirty little liar with a message of obsession to come

You got your head in the clouds and your world's upside down
Get away from the life you're living
Get away from the man that's stealing your life
Get away from the drugs you're taking
Get away from the film of sex in your life

Can't stop drinking I'm cold kicking and bleeding

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Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Music by Velvet Revolver

Sometimes I think I'm scared
Sometimes I know
I feel like making love
Sometimes I don't
I feel like letting go
Maybe not
I feel like giving up
Is all we got

Sometimes is all the time
And never means maybe
Sometimes is all the time
Maybe

And I'm moving on
And I'm moving on (Sometimes I feel alone)
And I'm moving on
And I'm moving on

Sometimes I make believe
When we're alone
Machines have taken hold
Can you get me to a telephone
It's just the little things
You used to see
Am I still that man who makes you who you want to be

I never noticed
How lovely were the aliens
Lovely were the aliens
I never noticed
Lovely were the aliens

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