Izzy Stradlin - 117°

Tekst :

West bound ride thru Texas
The sun here really burns
Open up and try and beat the heat
It still don t do much good
Kick back and endure it, a 100 miles ta go
Take a break, get some shade,
before we start up again

117, 117
117 so I m told I don t know

Sun s going down here to an orange sky out west
Got an open road, not a car in sight, I m hammerin
Down the rest

I been thinkin bout the weather,
it s been pretty good this trip,
outran a thunderstorm
2 days ago, I did not expect this...

117, 117
117 so I m told, I don t know
117, 117

Inne utwory

  • River
  • Hidden track
  • Bomb
  • Here before you
  • The groper
  • Parasite
  • Hell song
  • Ride on
  • Hammerhead
  • Got some news
  • Lot to learn
  • What i told you
  • Hometown
  • On down the road
  • Old hat
  • Far below me now
  • Jump in now
  • Pressure drop
  • Losowe utwory

    Matando gueros

    Gabachos nos usan pa limpiar sus culos
    Nos tratan como mierda de puerco
    Tengan huevos y sean hombres
    Un pinche viaje al norte

    Siglos pasan y nuestra raza se jode
    Cabrones gabachos, nos dan verga y miada
    Forzados a la pobreza,
    Somos...

    Sexuality

    Sexuality

    It s every star you wishupon
    Bio-astrologicalphenomenon
    Since the dawn of history
    It s been the greatesthuman mystery
    Sexuality...

    It gets you high
    It makes you sick
    Hard as you try
    You ll never quit
    You just can t get awayfrom it
    Sexuality...
    Sexuality...

    It s even bigger than thesun
    It s the everything thatwe re created from
    Kings and queens are madeto kneel
    Before...

    Polonista

    Polonista to nie zawód, ale hobby,
    polonistą być nie życzę nikomu.
    Polonista po godzinach nie dorobi,
    choćby zabrał robotę do domu.
    Polonista to nie jakiś domokrążca,
    co odzywa się wprost ze dworu:
    Bardzo tadnie rozbieram zdania!
    Czy jest jakieś stare zdanie do rozbioru?
    Choćby szukał racji i pretekstu,
    pozostanie ciągle na uboczu....

    Going out in style

    When my time comes to an end
    Don t be sad
    Don t you shed one tear
    Take me back to the place I love the most
    Where all my best memories were made
    In my time here

    Don t be sad or broken-hearted
    Spread my ashes in the shoe department
    Everybody knows that s where I wanna...

    Matando gueros (eng)

    Americans use us for wiping their asses
    They treat us like pig shit
    Have balls and be men
    A... trip north

    Centuries pass and our race is fucked up
    American bastards, they give us dick and...
    Forced into poverty,

    We are......