Представляем точный текст композиции "Were Not A Cover Band, Were A Tribute Band" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Zebrahead . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Were Not A Cover Band, Were A Tribute Band» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Zebrahead передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Zebrahead - "Were Not A Cover Band, Were A Tribute Band"
Lyrics to Were Not A Cover Band, Were A Tribute Band : Tonight were gonna rule the world again Plug it in, steal the girls again Scissor kicks, bitchin licks and Leather chaps and finger taps and Tonight were gonna let the roof cave in Raise hell, passing out again Spandex, whipping necks and Mic stands, leopard head bands Plug in tune out lets start the show Its time to throw down here we go Dont touch that volume button We dont care if the SWAT team comes knockin Hey ho, welcome to the jungle Oh no, where is Mr. Bungle' Holiday in Cambodia Help me Knights of Cydonia The bulls are on parade Theres anarchy in the UK Cities all on flame with rock and roll tonight Tonight were getting metal signs and Theyll crowd surf, jump in time again Guitars, whammy bars and High fives, stage dives and Tonight were gonna melt your face and Therell be pounding bass again String bends, leather fringe and Motorbikes, metal spikes and Plug in tune out lets start the show Its time to throw down here we go Dont touch that volume button We dont care if the SWAT team comes knockin Hey ho, hi my name is Jonas Oh no, our parents might disown us Rock you like a hurricane Theres Cherub Rocks in LA Grange The Mississippi Queen She just wont talk dirty to me Story of my life is just rock and roll all nite We got burn outs and in house were down to play And if your down with the sound let me hear you say Were no sell outs so you can put your cash away Cuz the basement stays open like early late We got burn outs and in house were down to play And if your down with the sound let me hear you say Were no sell outs so you can put your cash away Cuz the basement stays open like early late Hey ho, hit me with your best shot On no, sabotage, I cant stop The devil went down to Georgia Pride and joy with a barracuda Its raining blood on me The cult of personality The number of the beast is one. Hey ho, welcome to the jungle Oh no, where is Mr. Bungle' Holiday in Cambodia Help me Knights of Cydonia The bulls are on parade Theres anarchy in the UK Cities all on flame with rock and roll tonight [ Were Not A Cover Band, Were A Tribute Band Lyrics ]
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