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album  : Wreckage (MCD)
groupe : Entombed
sortie   : 1997

+ paroles Entombed

01- Wreckage
02- Wreckage (Remix)
03- Tear It Loose
04- Lost
05- The Ballad Of Hollis Brown
06- Satan

Wreckage

Say what ? Well come again
Do you think you can change it
It's just a matter of time 'til it all will end
I'm a wreck - and so are you
We're all wrecked up
I got a date with the devil and so do you

Will our bad luck even turn I doubt it man
I think we're destined to burn alive, yeah
we have lost
But you refuse to realize it at all cost
And the futures now
Isn't that tomorrow ?
How can a man be so blind to see a wreck
is the only way. I'm a wreck!

Say what. Yeah, well come again
Do you think you can change it ?
It's just a matter of time 'til it all will end
I'm a wreck - and we're all dead
We're all wrecked up
I'll be rockin' and rollin' in hell instead!

So put on a smile and I'll light the ignition
This is real time, it ain't cinemavision
And yeah, the time's right now it will never be tomorrow
So don't ask how I can fit sixbillion in my car
drive it off a cliff
Go out like a dinosaur
Here I am balanced on the edge
and it makes me fucking scared!

Wreckage (Remix)

[ Instrumental ]

Tear It Loose

[ reprise de Twisted Sister ]

There ain't no way i'm gonna wait for sathurday night
i worked all day, i slaved away
i gotta set it right
gonna hit the streets, cruise around
i gotta find some action
ain't gonna stop until i drop or get some satisfaction!

gonna tear it, gonna tear it loose
gonna shout it from the roof
blast my way into the night
i'm gonna live my dream
shout and scream!
i'm gonna
tear it loose
come on now
tear it loose

i've been brutalized, computerized
punched in and punched out
now here comes the night and it just ain't right
to be shut in or shut out
so i'm breaking down the barricades
gonna slow the hands of time
cause to waste away the rest of the day
is such a f**king crime!

gonna tear it, gonna tear it loose
gonna shout it from the roof
blast my way into the night
i'm gonna live my dream
shout and scream!
i've got to
tear it loose
you've got to
tear it loose

i'll keep grabbin' hold of all the gold
in this old world of trash
long as there's light breakin' through the night
i'm never gonna crash
and if i'm down and out one day
i won't throw in the deuce
i'll just kick it out, thrash about
till i tear it loose, oh!
gonna tear it, gonna tear it loose
gonna shout it from the roof
blast my way into the night
i'm gonna live my dream
shout and scream!
we've got to
tear it loose
all right let's
tear it loose

Lost

[ reprise de Jerry's Kids ]

[ Instrumental ]

The Ballad Of Hollis Brown

[ reprise de Bob Dylan ]

Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five children
And his cabin fallin' down

You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile

Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor and wonder why
With every breath you breathe

The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
If there's anyone that knows
Is there anyone that cares ?

You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
Your empty pockets tell yuh
That you ain't a-got no friend

Your babies are crying louder
It's pounding on your brain
Your babies are crying louder now
It's pounding on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain

Your grass it is turning black
There's no water in your well
Your grass is turning black
There's no water in your well
You spent your last lone dollar
On seven shotgun shells

Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That's hangin' on the wall

Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That you're holdin' in your hand

There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean's pounding roar

There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
Somewhere in the distance
There's seven new people born

Satan

[ reprise de The Dwarves ]

[ Instrumental ]