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 Первый из трех альбомов английской группы, в составе которой начинал Блэйз Бейли. Скоростной, безбашенный хэви, немного напоминающий Motorhead и AC/DC, но в соответствии со стандартами времени. Как ни странно, по содержанию гораздо интереснее их следующей работы. Средние песни чередуются с запоминающимися, заводными композициями. Благодаря перезаписи хорошее качество.
Из минусов - Wolfsbane совершенно не удаются среднетемповые и медленные песни. Они получаются настолько нудными и безликими, насколько же хороши их быстрые "собратья". Стоит Блэйзу немного схалтурить и петь неэмоционально, как музыка теряет свое очарование. И в этом же преимущество, по сравнению с "Down Fall The Good Guys" - такой тягучий и скучный материал в явном меньшинстве.
Лучшие песни - заглавная "Man Hunt" и "Money to Burn". Худшие, как мне кажется, "Shakin", "Pretty Baby" и баллада "Tears from a Fool", хотя по ходу Блэйз периодически просыпается и выдает просто отличные отрывки.
Хорошая работа, особенно для любителей классического хэви. Но "убойному" концертнику 1993 года она уступает. |
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Ooh! The passion's burning bright!
Abuse your bodies at first sight!
They're gonna make you play their game!
Man hunt!
Daddy didn't tell me what to do
When the girls run after you!
Should I run? Should I hide?
Should I stay and lose my pride?
Don't you put them in your trust!
Got a one-track mind for lust!
They'll leave you wasted, leave you dazed!
Girls are hot and on the loose!
Girls are hot, their turn to choose!
Don't think I want to be saved!
Man hunt!
Shakin`
Park it up, Babe!
Reverse til it fits just right!
That's the way I want it tonight.
Nurse, I'm sick!
On you that uniform's just right!
My thermometer fits your mouth real nice.
Yes, I've been bad, ma'am,
You can punish me til I cry.
I won't complain, cos it hurts so nice!
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
Something wicked or something new?
What can I do...
I can't stop shakin'!
What can I do, Babe?
Slaves do anything you like.
So long as you are cruel,
and the ropes are tight!
I get the picture!
I can see what you have in mind.
You didn't ask me here
just to sip on this cheap wine.
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
Something wicked or something new?
What can I do...
I can't stop shakin'!
No need to be alone!
We can make this hot night long.
Wild woman,
I want you for my own.
Round and round,
and up and down we go.
Round and round,
and up and down we go.
Round and round,
and up and down...
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
Something wicked or something new?
What can I do...
I can't stop shakin'!
Killing Machine
There's nothing I want as much as you,
this hot and lonely night.
I watch the city lights talk at the sky.
I'm filled with hate and longing from all this time alone.
Now all I want to do is find a way back home!
When the sun goes down, on these lawless streets,
Under cover of the night,
I'm a killing machine!
My dreams are torn and twisted,
in a place out of control.
Now the dark side of my love takes a hold.
Like a vulture's paradise,
people don't know they're alive,
Doing anything for kicks and dropping down like flies.
When the sun goes down, on these lawless streets,
Under cover of the night,
I'm a killing machine!
The city wants to take your soul,
And break you as it tries.
Snap your back, destroy you!
Leave you there to die!
When the sun goes down, on these lawless streets,
Under cover of the night,
I'm a killing machine!
Cold, cold steel!
Down on your knees!
Jesus forgive the killing machine!
Fell Out Of Heaven
Hot and mean and looking for kicks!
If it's wrong or bad then I gotta have it!
I'd seen her just around sunset
Doggie here's a bone and I'm tellin' you to fetch!
Fell out of heaven!
She's walking my way!
Legs do the talking: they talk about love!
Legs do the walking: they walk into my love!
Five inch heels and a heartbreak dress!
I'm a victim of her sweet caress!
We were racing against the night,
Burning through the dark like a fire-fight.
Fell out of heaven!
She's walking my way!
Legs do the talking: they talk about love!
Legs do the walking: they walk into my love!
X-rate that dress, I want to touch,
I want to play with those legs!
I don't care what she does,
If she'll do it with me,
Then I'll fall in love...
Legs do the talking: they talk about love!
Legs do the walking: they walk into my love!
Money To Burn
Oh, darling,
every day seems longer,
Cos I ain't got you.
Maybe if I'm stronger,
I can make this dream true.
I wanna be your rich boy,
Buy you diamond toys,
Drive you in my car!
Champagne and caviar!
We'll have money to burn,
money to burn some day!
don't you ever worry, baby!
Your brown eyed boy won't change.
I may shine a little brighter,
But we'll dance just the same.
I wanna be your rich boy,
Buy you diamond toys,
Drive you in my car!
Champagne and caviar!
We'll have money to burn,
money to burn some day!
You wanted a big shot!
I'm a bullet,
I'm a gun!
I got a trigger.
You can pull it when you want.
We'll have money to burn,
money to burn some day!
I'll sell those star maps,
sing in the subway.
I'll work a burger stand,
and save my pay.
Get a job parking cars,
wash up at a restaurant
And, maybe,
I'll have money some day!
We'll have money to burn,
money to burn some day!
Greasy
Fat boys sweat over glossy queens,
Pouring love into their favourite magazines.
Too old!
Jealous cos we're free,
Cos we still have a dream to believe.
Don't want to be like them.
Too tired to care!
Don't want to be like them.
Fight for my share.
God forgives!
Men forget,
Forget who they are,
And where they're trying to get.
We stand defiant in their face.
To them we're just a wicked disgrace!
Don't want to be like them,
Trailing bad luck.
Don't want to be like them.
They're just a greasy whore's fuck!
Gunning for glory!
On the path to war!
Gunning for glory!
Take it all!
A fireball lights up the night.
Live in misery or fight!
Show no weakness!
Stand your ground!
Bastards!
Glory bound!
Glory bound!
I Like It Hot
I like it hot!
Turn up the heat!
I wanna feel the sweat drip from me!
I like to feel like I'm on fire,
Burning through the peace and the quiet.
I don't want soft music!
I don't want those satin sheets!
Put on the Rock and Roll!
Turn up the heat!
I like it hot!
What kind of trouble do you want to get in?
Light up the night with a little kiss!
Hold on tight.
Babe, dig in!
We'll fly to the sun and back again.
I'm thirsty,
and you know why,
But we'll sip on the juice of love tonight!
I don't have a big car.
I don't have a dime.
But I got enough love baby
To make everything fine.
I like it hot!
What kind of trouble do you want to get in?
Light up the night with a little kiss!
All Or Nothing
Dear Sir,
I want to be a Rock and Roll preacher,
Crunch the boards,
a regular incendiary teacher.
Tour the world and go to places I can't name,
Taste a little luxury resplendent in my fame.
Got a day job,
just to make ends meet.
Nighttime,
I Rock and Roll on Desperation Street.
All or nothing!
All or nothing!
If you don't like my tape,
there's an S.A.E.
It's all I could afford,
cos it's all I wanna be.
It's an uphill struggle,
on mountainous terrain,
Each show a foothold,
getting closer to my aim.
Got a day job,
just to make ends meet.
Nighttime,
I Rock and Roll on Desperation Street.
All or nothing!
All or nothing!
Ruthless marauder,
tears the place apart.
Storm trooper breaks another heart.
People who destroy me,
can't see what it means.
Searching for a song to ride out my dreams.
All or nothing!
All or nothing!
Tears From A Fool
Baby, I think about you!
Can't live without you!
Ain't that what they say in those songs they sing?
I hear them all the time.
I sing them every night.
I'm only good for lovin' you...
baby, I can't sleep at night!
I get into fights.
Ain't that what boys do,
when the love has gone?
Say what they don't mean.
"Sorry," when it's too late to see.
I'm only good for lovin' you...
I thought I held the rainbow's end.
Broken rainbows never mend.
We were dancing on the wind.
Now we lie with broken wings.
"Sorry," don't mean a thing now you're gone!
Baby, I was blind and cold, in this crazy world,
Busy wanting things.
Can't see what we got,
And I had it all.
It all comes down to love.
And I'm only good for loving you.
Baby, it's all been said before 'bout a thousand times
On the radio!
Hear them every day!
Don't you want to cry?
Tears from a fool!
I'm only good for lovin' you.
Pretty Baby
I've seen those good-time girls.
I've seen the way they move,
They way they wear their hair,
The things they do!
They've got pretty painted faces.
They've got long silk-smooth thighs,
And I've heard all about the way they kiss goodnight!
I want a pretty baby!
Her love would be a luxury.
I want a pretty baby!
Diamond on a pebble beach.
They fall in love for one night.
They live on lipstick and gin!
I don't even know their names,
But I want to be their friend.
They've got pretty painted faces.
They've got long silk-smooth thighs,
And I've heard all about the way they kiss goodnight!
I want a pretty baby!
Her love would be a luxury.
I want a pretty baby!
Diamond on a pebble beach.
There's no trap sweeter than a woman!
You are soon hypnotized.
She speaks soft like the breeze,
On this summer night.
She's a wild fire,
that burns my heart:
A wicked temptation that tears me apart!
I want a pretty baby!
Her love would be a luxury.
I want a pretty baby!
Diamond on a pebble beach.