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Hanoi Rocks: "Oriental Beat" – 1982

энциклопедия: Hanoi Rocks

Состав группы:

  • Michael Monroe – вокал
  • Andy McCoy – гитара
  • Nasty Suicide – гитара
  • Sam Yaffa – бас
  • Gyp Casino – ударные

Hanoi Rocks: "Oriental Beat" – 1982

Композиции:

  1. Motorvatin'
  2. Don't Follow Me
  3. Visitor
  4. Teenangels Outsiders
  5. Sweet Home Suburbia
  6. M.C.Baby
  7. No Law Or Order
  8. Oriental Beat
  9. Devil Woman
  10. Lightning Bar Blues
  11. Fallen Star

Лирика

1. Motorvatin'

Well, I have a saturday nite drive in a subway train
A lotta speed inside my brain
Shakin' brakin' it loose, the best that I can do
I gotta get out gotta get out now
I wanna hear my wheels scream and shout
Get out of the subway, get my wheels on the street
and start motorvatin'

Runnin' all alone in a lowdown street
S-s-s-searchin' for my medicine
And a little satisfaction from a woman is all I need

I gotta pull myself together, hey-hey-hey, hear me say
I gotta drive rite into the fire and I'm burning, burning,
burning I'm motorvatin'

I got skintight jeans and high-heel shoes
A leather jacket and nothin' to lose
Gonna rock the nation down the filling station

Don't try to get a ride in my cadillac
You don't look good enough for that
Sure I am a loner but I'm never alone I get by on my own

I gotta pull... I'm motorvatin'

We gotta pull ourselves together, hey-hey-hey is what I say
We gotta pull ourselves together, hey-hey-hey now hear me say
We gotta drive rite into the fire and start
burning, burning, burning we're motorvatin'
We gotta pull ourselves together, hey-hey-hey is what I say
We gotta pull ourselves together, hey-hey-hey hear me say:
"We're motorvatin'!"

2. Don't Follow Me

Well she used to be an ordinary cowgirl
She could handle her daddy's gun when she was young
And I never believed she'd turn out to be an outlaw
Now she is the rebel on the run

Now she's a stranger, always in danger, a black angel on the run
But I'm gonna get her, I won't let her... disappear out of my life like she's always done before

Got a shotgun by her side gunpowder in the fires and boy as she rides!
She just eliminates troubled times with her knives
She's a suffragette and she'll always be a refugee
Seems like she's always been the black sheep of her family

Now she's a stranger always in danger, a black angel on the run
But I'll never get her, will I ever learn she'll repeat the line I've heard so many times before

She says
Don't follow me, I'm lost too
Baby, I'm lost just like you
Yeah, I'm lost just like you
C'mon with me now

I recall she got lost already at the age of seventeen
Her daddy told she was always in the wrong company
She was my teenage love, the queen of the big, big rodeo
And I remember what she was always tellin' to me, yeah, yeah
And I remember what she was always tellin' to me...

Oh! She said
Don't follow me, I'm lost too
Baby, I'm not just like you

3. Visitor

I'm not sorry 'bout the things that I've done to you
I'm not sorry, I've never felt this good
All I wanted was to get to you and hurt you for awhile

I'm a... trespasser in your company
Looks like... it's me who'll fill your thoughts and your diary
Just as fast as my moment comes I'll turn out to be... a memory

The day I came was the day I left
Now you're just like all the rest
I only take, I take the best...
Like you used to be, now you're left in lunacy

I'm just a visitor, visitor, visitor – for tonight
Visitor, visitor, visitor – for tonight
Visitor, visitor, visitor
I'm just a visitor, visitor, visitor – for tonight
Visitor, visitor, visitor – for tonight
Visitor, visitor, visitor

My romance, you're in a trance
I'll destroy... all of your plans
Just as fast as my moment comes I'll turn out to be... a memory

I'm just a visitor, visitor, visitor – for tonight
Visitor, visitor, visitor – for tonight
Visitor, visitor, visitor

4. Teenangels Outsiders

Wow!

Me and Jimmy, we ran out on the streets
There was... no place for us in the society
We were selling stolen bikes in the backyards

Smashed windows and fights in the bar
They tried to catch us but we were too far
We had whiskey in a jar... and there never was no reason why

'Cos we were – wild and free, ye-ye-yeah

We gotta break out of out cage... an' get to know how it feels
Wild and free, ye-ye-yeah

How we ran on the roofs at nights, just Jimmy'n'me

Some people are losing and cryin' – hey hey hey
We only cared about livin' and dyin' – hey hey hey
We talked about this whole damned world and still came up laughing, ha, ha, ha!

They called us bums wearing filthy rags – hey hey hey
We used to steal old ladies' bags – hey hey hey
Teenangels outsiders, we were the naughty boys

Wild and free, ye-ye-yeah

When Jimmy drove off the street and died in his cadillac
But he was – wild and free, ye-ye-yeah!

Well, me and the boys we're off the track
Never lookin' back

Wild and free, ye-ye-yeah
We gotta get out of this place... an' get to know how it feels, really
Wild and free, ye-ye-yeah!
We're much too fast... to live a long life
Much too young to die!

And were laughin' and-a-singin' and-a-doin' all the things – that we used to do before

5. Sweet Home Suburbia

She would come to me from down in the city
Offering her love on a plate
I said: "I don't want no city emotions
Where I'm from love is cold, so cold"

So she'd leave back to the central, just to never return
Stayed in my sweet suburbian home
Although suburb is cold, so cold

Gimme sex, oh gimme drugs, gimme all the love... they've got
They give me money, they give me shelter
They give me everything they've got, yeah yeah

I don't want no city emotions, no no
'Cause where I'm from love is cold
I don't wanna leave to the city... 'cos suburbs is my home...
Yeah yeah

Sometimes day is as dark as a night... when suburban natives fight
They've got no urban desires, they burn in the suburban – fire
My roots is home in the blocks, the roots of the Hanoi Rocks
Suburban winds in the night... make us know we're alive, so alive

They gimme sex, they give me drugs, they give me all the love... they've got
They give me money they give me shelter
They give ev'rything... they've got
That's what I need

Don't want no city emotions
'Cos where I'm from love is cold
I don't wanna leave to the city... 'cos suburbs is my – home...
Yeah yeah

It's so cold
We're smoking
Oh gimme...

Gimme sex, oh gimme drugs, gimme all the love... that you've got
Gimme money, give me your home, gimme everything... you've got, yeah

I don't want no city emotions, no no
'Cause where I'm from love is cold, so cold
I don't wanna leave for the city... 'cos suburbs is my home...

6. M.C.Baby

Ow!

My baby is hot, I mean the way she rocks
Gives her old folks a shock
The way she burns her wheels down her hometown street
My my my my my my my my, my little motorcycle babe

My baby is mean, she's the fastest chic... that I've never seen
Tho' she's only sixteen, she knows how to use her machine
And she's so mean

She's sweet sixteen, a leather queen, you should see her streakin' down the street
All the boys are jealous but they don't dare to tell it to my my my my my my my my...
My little motorcycle baby

On a Saturday night she goes out for a fight... 'n' she beats them black and blue
I don't mean she's cool but she's so cruel
And she's no fool

No one can stop her... an' no one can rock like
My little motorcycle baby
My little motorcycle baby, baby, baby, baby
Drive on! Drive on!

Could've given her time, the best years of my life
Wanna give her everything... money can buy
Could've given her love... and a whole lotta more
Could've given her everything... mommy can buy

My baby is hot, I mean the way she rocks
Gives her old folks a shock
The way she burns her wheels down her hometown street
My my my my my my my my, my little motorcycle baby
My little motorcycle baby
My little motorcycle b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b, oh my baby!
Oh my baby!
Yeah!

7. No Law Or Order

Police brutalities... scaring up the nation
Juvenile delinquents spread... fear in the central station
There's no law or order
Law or order
Maybe it's total control
Oh, I don't know
But they can bend it... and shape it... and a little bit break it... to make it easier to follow

Criminal activities... late at nite in the subway
Newspaper headlines... all across the nation
There's no law or order
Oh oh oh, law or order
Everything's out of control
Well I don't know
But they can bend it... and shape it... and a little bit break it... to make it easier to follow

Hey Johnny! Where are you going... with that gun in your hand
Don't you understand, they'll just kick you down to the floor
They won't give you another chance, you're all alone
And they're a million
They'll just lock you in... forevermore, y'know
The only choice you got, boys, is to be nasty
Hate everybody... and everybody will hate you
You can bet on that!
You know
You can't fight the justice... but the justice can fight you
Even if it wasn't you
It's you, Johnny!

There's no law or order
There's no law or order anymore

But they can bend it... and shape it... and a little bit break it... to make it easier to follow
Yes they can bend it... and shape it... and a little bit break it... the rules cannot be hollowed

There's no law or order
There's no law or order anymore
There's no law or order
There's no law...

8. Oriental Beat

I'm gonna take a holiday, leave somewhere far away
I won't be back for a while, for a long long time
I wanna get away from the West... to the place that I like best
And where the nites are long... and the girls are pretty

I'm-a-going to rock 'til I drop, around the clock
Ain't never ever gonna stop
Gonna send you a postcard from Hanoi
I won't be comin' back so beware my babe
I am ten thousand miles away

Chinese girls make me happy, it's enough if I tell 'em I'm not from the USA
And they believe every word I say
Hanoi Rocks every mornin', at night I fall asleep to the smell of romance...
As I see my geisha-girl dance

'round and 'round the world goes around
I used to believe I was such a happy guy
Now I've found my place on earth
Leaving for Europe just can't be worth

Baby, baby, won't you take my hand... to Aikido garden well, you understand
Propaganda surrounds us but never mind what they say
I ain't going back home, I ain't going back home

Chinese guys make me heavy, it's enough if I tell 'em I'm not from the USA
And they believe every word I say
Here is no holiday 'cos holiday is everyday
And let me tell you the truth: "If I'd leave I'd be a fool!"

9. Devil Woman

Times they've been changin' lately... as you can see
Time's been changin' both you and me
You say you'll leave me, leave me for good
Maybe you're right, baby, maybe you should

Devil woman rides on the wind
She'll leave you in the wings
Evil woman, my dreams are now reality

You just ain't no good for me woman
You just ain't no good for me girl

Times they are harder than they were before
It's time for you to close the door
'Cos you've hurt... me real bad
You made me cry, boy, you made me sad

You just ain't no good for me woman
You just ain't no good for me girl
You just ain't no good for me woman
You just ain't no good for me girl
Oh, devil woman

Visions from the sky came falling on me
Asked: "Is this a nightmare that I see?"
Saw my woman with another man
Saw our love... slidin' through my hands

Ooh, devil woman
Oh, devil woman
Oh, you hurt me bad

10. Lightning Bar Blues

оригинал: Hoyt Axton

Alright

I don't need no diamond rings
I don't need no Cadillac car
I just wanna drink my ripple wine down in the Lightnin' Bar
In the Lightnin' Bar

Well, some men value fortune and fame
I don't care about none
I just wanna drink my ripple wine, I wanna have my good time fun
Have my good time fun

Oh yeah, oh
Yeah

Oh yeah
When I die don't bother me, well don't... bury me at all
Just place my livin' lovin' laughin' bones in a jar of alcohol
A jar of alcohol

Everybody now
I don't need no diamond rings
I don't need no Cadillac car
I just wanna drink my ripple wine down in the Lightnin' Bar
In the Lightnin' Bar

11. Fallen Star

I've been drinkin' quite a lot lately, been thinkin' of the times when you made a star
Times do change and we must rearrange our lives with it
I'd like to send you a postcard but still don't know your address, don't remember your name
It's funny how your face is still in my eyes... hidden by a tear

I do believe in... that one day you'll rise again
I'll always keep on believing
It gives me strength to carry on

Without love... through dark nites... a million miles away...

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