Hanoi Rocks

I'll be a taxi driver for you, honey, Take you anywhere you want to I'll be a taxi driver for you, honey, Take you anywhere you want to Just call on me, I'll take you anywhere you want to I'm a milkman for you, babe, I'll milk you anytime you want to

Took too much of this, had too much of that But with you I never got enough I thought there'd never be love in my life And that's sad 'cos when I think what I could've had It makes me feel so bad I smoked a lot of sky, I drank a lot of rain Anything

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:00.10]Coal Chamber - Tragedy [00:00.30] [00:00.50]Cynics and christ-like hypocrites. [00:02.84]How they stick to you like glue. [00:07.44]Jealous and thoughtless lunatics flow they stick to you like glue. [00:14.65]Truth is like

The nights are wearing me down And it`s hard getting through the day `Cos I need you right now And right now you`re so faraway I guess I should have known That I`d end up this way But I swear I`ll come home And then nothing will drag me away Don`t yo

There's a place up ahead and I'm goin' Just as fast as my feet can fly Come away, come away, if you're goin' Leave the sinkin' ship behind Come on the risin' wind We're goin' up around the bend Bring a song and a smile for the banjo Better get while

Beneath the streets, in the cars, on the trains, or in the underground, I'll be waiting You can spare a dime, or you're gonna be mine and We're going dancing tonight In the tunnels underground the subway rats run all around, and hungry So come and hi

When fashion is your passion At first glance leaves a lasting impression Paris catwalks, big small talk The casting couch promise that'll put you worse off Every evening London's receiving A beat machine man-made and so deceiving We got the groove no

Late at night as I lay down to sleep I think of all the secrets people keep like how I feel for you Do you feel it too or is it something we have to resume We're just two people watching time fly by In a world in it's obvious decline But we are young

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 go

Well I have a Saturday night drive in a subway train A lot of speed inside my brain, Shakin', breakin' 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