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Even Metalheads Cry - 2008

by Rich Reardin

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All Night Dennys 04:36
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I did not rock well last night My spandex pants where too tight All night I drank too much booze cause it’s the rock life I choose Hello baby in your hot mini skirt Flash me a sign let’s roll in the dirt You can’t focus or find your keys So we’ll eat eggs at an all night Denny’s. (I’ll drive) Yes, little girl I am the right sign For a zodiac trip around some cheap wine Bow down to my guitar god shrine In the back of my bus at tea time Then in the daylight on your cel phone you’ll stammer To your sugar daddy that you’ve been in the slammer And now you don’t know how to get home! Pay your bill or pay your bail. I didn’t rock well last gig My axe sounds just like a pig A pig in the mud with a sensless squeal But I’m down with a late night breakfast meal Hello baby in your hot halter shirt Open your mouth for a little squirt of Mescal, salt, and a lemon squeeze and all night pancakes, at an all night Denny’s. No, I’ll drive, honey. I’m cool… I did not rock well last night. The fog machine locked up tight I got a shock from the mic And my grease paint ran hot in the bright spotlight. Hey little girl in your pink push up bra Do you want your fries and the rest of your slaw? I never meant that you were a dumb sleaze When I picked you up at this all night Denny’s. (No, No, honey, I didn’t mean that! No.) I didn’t rock well last night The roadies got in a fight At the encore, I was in a bad rut But still I got lucky with a leopard skin slut Girl, I never said that you had no brains Just cause your blouse has some nasty stains on em, Lets get out from under these trees I’ll pay the fare to an all night Dennys (Baby, you look fine… Baby, Roll down the window if your gonna puke, huh?)
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Even Metalheads Cry 05:13
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Hell yeah I paid my dues I got the scars, I got tatoos oh, yeah I'm doing time in jail 'cause all the road signs are in brail Oh, Lord I told lots of lies broke the law many, many times yes indeed I lost my soul bound for this hell of rock n' roll Whoah, I am a bad man whoah, the truth is I am but girl I got feelings deep deep down inside so treat me with some tenderness even metalheads cry metalheads cry, yai yai yai Damn straight I am around her now once I punched a cop in the mouth destroying many hotel rooms don't know if I can stop so soon Hey I'm a desperate soldier in the war against myself but my undoing is my pleasure better me than somebody else Whoah, I am a bad man whoah, the truth is I am but girl I got feelings deep deep down inside so treat me with some tenderness cause even metalheads cry even metalheads cry metalheads cry, yai yai yai Don't you dare, don't you dare don't you cry for me Can't you see, can't you see I'm a snake in the weeds Come on Come on Come on now Jesus take me home Cause I'm a friend of the devil now and I don't care no more Baby I got no answers I am a victim of the road I fill my cup of bourbon cause it's the only friend I know I guess you could call me tonight but then I'd probably be gone like the wind blows in the night I sing a selfish mans song
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My Guitar Is My Gun 04:20
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PREPARE YOURSELVES FOR DESTRUCTION! I pledge allegiance to nothin’ at all except women and whiskey and rock n’ roll I serve no master, I’m a free-wheelin man I was raised by wolves in a hostile land I carry no flag I bow to no one Cause I am an outlaw my guitar is my gun My guitar is my gun My guitar is my gun Look out world I’m rebel’s son I got nothin’ to lose I’m a child of the blues And it’s (Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!) My guitar is my gun I worship no idols I salute no generals I take my orders From my own free will Got no big dreams No deep regrets I’m in all the way Ain’t hedgin’ my bets I carry no flag I bow to no one Cause I am an outlaw my guitar is my gun My guitar is my gun My guitar is my gun Look out world I’m rebel’s son I got nothin’ to lose I’m a child of the blues And it’s (Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!) My guitar is my gun I wanna live the life I choose I wanna live a life that’s free I will do what I must do I will be what I will be Don’t got no medals No money or fame Just full-throttle rocker Without a name Ain’t no bloody poser no need to be seen Just wanna smoke the tires Of a rock n’ roll machine I carry no flag I bow to no one Cause I am an outlaw my guitar is my gun My guitar is my gun My guitar is my gun Look out world I’m rebel’s son I got nothin’ to lose I’m a child of the blues And it’s (Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!) My guitar is my gun
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The Lord of Man 05:26
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Yeah, it's the lord of man Down to the count of ten sour yet sweet as gin time is your next of kin It's time that plays your hand and spills down with the sand time always makes the change time never goes away Time is never enough high just to call your bluff so if you stop to stare it'll fly when you're not aware It's time that plays your game and blows against your grain it's time that writes your tune and shines down from the moon Time is up for you like a hole in your running shoe a flood from the driving rain runs cold in your icy veins Time will test you like a vine and curve you in the spine when it's all been said and done you'll soon be soaring in the sun Yeah, it's the lord of man Down to the count of ten it's sour yet sweet as gin time is your next of kin It's time that plays your hand and spills down with the sand time always makes the change time never goes away
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Time is Standing on my Grave 04:36
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Haer me son of a true mortal Pass’d through wisdoms door Heed thy father’s fault and folly Mind the days of yore Time is standing on my grave Time is standing on my grave Long I’ve thought, my youthful friend, An insight flows like beer Thoughts upon the lofty mount Casts kindness out of fear Time is standing on my grave Time is standing on my grave I tried the world a spritely lad, ’til trouble set my thought Even with my end attained my truth has come to naught Time is standing on my grave Time is standing on my grave Nay, to spare a hardened man, nay, check but human law Ye’r free to spend your story told so heap it on the floor Nay check but human law Haer me son of a true mortal Pass’d through wisdoms door Heed thy father’s fault and folly Mind the days of yore

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released September 20, 2008

Vocals and instruments by Rich Reardin

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