Se pensate che certe giornate siano l'inizio dell'apocalisse la mia è una di queste: indigestione di prima mattina; 6 ore a farsi criticare da 6 professori diversi e prediche che cercano di cambiarti l'esistenza; colmo raggiunto grazie al contributo di un coach di basket duro come la pietra. Che isteria, ma finalmente anche dopo i compiti posso godermi Draw the line in pace! Finalmente qualcosa di positivo nel giorno apocalittico.
Album da tenere di conto dalla ottima produzione e soprattutto dall'esecuzione. Prima di lui viene solo Rocks e Toys in the attic, il cd parte con Draw the line, pezzo che invoglia a sentirlo e ti da la carica per i prossimi, in effetti è una bella guerra tra le canzoni: sanno sempre stupire ed hanno un'ampia varietà sonora. Tra l'altro si deve tenere da conto anche di altre tracce come Kings and queens e Milk cow blues, di sicuro non si può criticare, è un vero susseguirsi di brani veloci. L'album dura oltre la mezz'ora ed è fatto per l'ascoltatore che non vuole annoiarsi, un vero fan degli Aerosmith lo conosce probabilmente meglio di me e può criticare in base a ciò che pensa.
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01 Draw the Line (03:23)
Checkmate honey, beat you at your own damn game
No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane
Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain
Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind
Where to draw the line
An Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me
Oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time
Nowhere to draw the line
Hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs
Oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime
No dice honey, you the salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose
Where to draw the line
Checkmate
Don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss
The toss
The dice
The price
Grab yourself a slice
Nowhere to draw the line
03 Critical Mass (04:50)
Arriving in boats black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed covered my head
But they're flushin' me out with a broom
The leader she's small pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past
Time after time she'd be readin' my mind
But she never got the feelin' to last
Celebrate celebrate celebraid it
This is critical mass
So far so good I heard the other say
So good so far they're takin' me away
I drink to you your mind her ass
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate celebrate celebreak it
This is critical mass
Now the tallest of two with a brush full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun that it's really well done
But she just ain't listenin' at all
She points to my heart tellin' me if I'm smart
I'll practice and phase
Out and admit when the shoe doesn't fit
And I went screaming out down the hall
Really need it
Really need your love
Really need your love
Need your love need your love love love love love love love love love love
Just then I heard a poundin' on the door
We're all here sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to you alas
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate celebrate celebreak it
We are critical mass
Time in space is takin' me away
Time erase don't know the time of day
Time in space is takin' me away
Time erase don't know the time of day
Time in space is takin' me away
Time erase don't know the time of day
06 Kings and Queens (04:53)
Long ago in days I'm told
Were ruled by Lords of greed
Maidens fared with gold they dared
To bare their wombs that bleed
Kings and queens and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchment laid the laws
When bishops took the ride
Only to deceive
Oh I know I lived this life before
Somehow know now truths I must be sure
Tossin, turnin' nightmares burnin'
Dreams of swords in hand
Sailin' ships the Viking spits
The blood of father's land
Only to deceive
Living times of knights and mares
Raising swords for maidens fair
Sneer at death
Fear only loss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vu or what you please
Follows true to all who do or die
Screams of no reply
They died
Screams of no reply
And died
Lordy Lordy they died
Lordy Lordy they died
Live and do or die
They died
Live and no reply
They died
07 The Hand That Feeds (04:21)
Doctor doctor doctor
Please doctor doctor please
Doctor doctor doctor
Feel like a old disease
Doctor doctor doctor
Get your sweet ass off the floor
Doctor doctor doctor
I can't refuse any loose hearted lady anymore
I scream your name into the crowd
You feel the flame but you ain't proud
Maybe your attitude ain't right
So all that's left for me to do is bite the hand that feeds me (feeds me)
Doctor doctor doctor
Doctor doctor please
All things you put me through
What the hell you want me to
Do all the things that Uncle John needs
I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me
In the middle of with a spittle of
Et tu like birds of a feather
When another day love another way
Push shove make love play
Never never never ever
Never ever never ever
Na na na na
Well
Doctor doctor doctor
Please do a what you can
Doctor doctor doctor
Would you please give my life a hand
All things you put me through
A what the hell you want me to
Do all the things that Uncle John needs
I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me... yeah
Doctor doctor doctor
Please doctor doctor please
Doctor doctor doctor
Doctor doctor doctor (4x)
08 Sight for Sore Eyes (03:51)
Goin' downtown goin' down goin' down
'Neath the city eatin' ground round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held the light
That's when I knew she was a
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
Playin' no fair sleepin' under stairs
Downtown's a pity takin' fair square
Never where it's pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held the knife
Oh holy Jesus
She's a sight for sore eyes
(Oh she's a nitty nitty nitty)
You a sight for sore eyes
(Oh... she's a nitty gritty)
Turnin' in style
Walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Underwear that's pretty gritty
Hey... don't you know people
She's a love lust hussy
She left oh she rust me
Dear old girl
She was a sight for sore eyes but she was sittin' pretty
Sight for sore eyes she was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Peeled back and parted
Even in the car
It was delight or demise
I'm livin' like a leopard king
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes (12x)
09 Milk Cow Blues (04:11)
Oooaa....
Well I tried everything
A just to get along with you
And I'm gonna tell ya just
What I'm gonna do
Well I'm sick of all your cryin
When you should be leavin me alone
If you don't believe me
You pack my bag I'm gone
Won'tcha please
A don't that sun look good goin' down
You almost lost your love girl
When your ol' man ain't around
Won'tcha please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Won't ya please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Well you best believe that I love ya baby
When your ol' man ain't around
New dance
Go
Won'tcha you please
Don't that sun (sun) look (look) good (good) goin' down
Won't ya please.... wooh
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Well you best believe that I love ya baby
When your ol' man ain't around
And around and around and
around and around and
around and round and
round and round and
round and round... yak yak yak yak yao...
Round....
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