1.Dance Your Life Away
Lyricist：Phil Mogg, Michael Schenker
In a dance band competition fox-trotting with my girl
Dance, dance, dance all night, dance your life away
High geared razzle dazzle, recession is the trouble
Dance, dance, dance all night, dance your life away
Thirty hours on the floor and twenty partners left
Dance, dance, dance all night, dance your life away
Feel so tired it must be a week, nearly on my knees
Dance, dance, dance all night, dance your life away
California, you always seem to have the sun
But I never really got near to it
And you try your hand at anything you know
Just to try and earn a dollar
In a dance band competition fox-trotting with my girl
Dance, dance, dance all night, dance your life away
High geared razzle dazzle, recession is the trouble
Dance, dance, dance all night, dance your life away
California, you always seem to have the sun
But I never really got near to it
And you try your hand at anything you know
Just to try and earn a dollar
2.High Flyer
Lyricist：P Mogg, M Schenker
High flyers, wailing birds
I'm so far out to sea
Ships are passing every night
Oh, all my boyish dreams
And your every melody
With the sea tides tossin' free
Never, never holdin' back
Rock and rollers drift by
Turn to summer, goes so fast
Seems I'll never see you
One weekend and a photograph
Oh, all my boyish dreams
And your every melody
With the sea tides tossin' free
Never, never holdin' back
Rock and rollers drift by
3.Love Lost Love
Lyricist：Phillip John Mogg, Rudolf Schenker
Saturday night, all alone lookin' for some thrills
Try to catch the band's last song
Back stage pass really showin' out
Feel that's where I belong
Sittin' down, all the big stars at the bar
Really have a rock vocation
Momopemania, schizophrenia
Rise to any situation
Of old lost love
Where will you go
When the show is over？
Nobody wants to know
We need to feel
Something that's real
'Cause you're losin' from the start
So be careful with your heart
We need to feel
Something that's real
'Cause you're losin' from the start
So be careful with your heart
Papa's in the next bed
And they're dancing cheek to cheek
And I understand their hot wire conversation
Yes, you're pretty, who needs a pretty face
With a hot lips reputation
Of old lost love
Where will you go
When the show is over？
Nobody wants to know
4.Shoot Shoot
Lyricist：Phillip Mogg, Andrew Parker, Michael Schenker, Peter Way
Was a fast tough woman, loved to play the clown
You won't do nothin' about it
Break a good boy's resistance down
Know she's got a pistol
Laid it down on me
She said shoot shoot, shoot it boy
You gotta shoot it for me
Trust me like she was worth it
Never knew I was her kill
And two forty five's would do the trick and pay the bills
Know she's got a pistol
Laid it down on me
And she said shoot shoot, shoot it boy
You gotta shoot it for me
I've really got to get a fast ride out of here
Gotta get a fast ride out of here
Gotta get a fast ride out of here
Gotta get a fast ride out of here
Holdin' out in my hotel room
Police they finally come
Had her as the prosecution
And my prints upon the gun
Know she's got a pistol
Laid it down on me
And she said shoot shoot, shoot it boy
Shoot it for me
I've really got to get a fast ride out of here
Gotta get a fast ride out of here
Gotta get a fast ride out of here
Gotta get a fast ride out of here now
5.Too Much Of Nothing
Lyricist：Peter Frederick Way
I really tried my hardest just to make you understand
What it feels like to a boy when he don't feel like a man
But you gave me so much money and you would not understand
I realize I hurt you, so I stay just as I am
But the whole world keeps on turnin'
Yes, the whole world keeps on turnin'
But the whole world keeps on turnin'
I just roll along
There's been one too many mornings and one too many years
One of life's delinquents who just can't take the pace
We found it out the hard way, I hope you understand
That my life is just my habit and I had an overdose
But the whole world keeps on turnin'
Yes, the whole world keeps on turnin'
But the whole world keeps on turnin'
I just roll along
I used to try, oh, I used to try
Used to cry, oh, I used to cry
But the whole world keeps on turnin'
Yes, the whole world keeps on turnin'
But the whole world keeps on turnin'
I just roll along
6.This Kid's including Between the Walls
Kid's gettin' tired, hangin' around
So cocksure, thinkin' aloud
Can't get it in, can't get it out
Sure ain't enough and there ain't no doubt
You can't stop a train with just a smile
Stop me at the start only for a while
Hole in my pocket and a hole in my arm
All that's left now when life's lost it's charm
This could be for us just any other day
So come on girl, we really got to get away
It's the only chance you'll ever have to change
Or stick in this city will drive you insane
Kid's gettin' tired, hangin' around
So cocksure, thinkin' aloud
Can't get it in, can't get it out
Sure ain't enough and there ain't no doubt
Can't win or lose when there's little left to choose
Now 'til next year it'll always be the same
The black backstreet's and people who don't know your name
Go with the wind if it'll only carry us away
7.Let It Roll
Lyricist：Phillip John Mogg, Michael Schenker
Cold run speed highway was the place where we'd all go
When our nerves were razor sharp, and we'd all let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll, let it roll
Our machine's geared up, and we're really layin' it down, layin'
it out
Let it go
When these wheels get rollin', let them roll right over you
'Cause I'm well greased down, and I'll always win it through
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll, let it roll
Machine's geared up, and we're really layin' it down, layin' it
out
Let it roll
Cold run speed highway was the place where we'd all go
When our nerves were razor sharp and we'd all let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll, let it roll
Machine's geared up, and we're really layin' it down, layin' it
out
Let it roll
8.Mother Mary
Lyricist：P Mogg, A Parker, M Schenker, P Way
Try to make some changes really on the line
Given your religion, never ever time
All the jokers laughing, queens upon the floor
Mothers understand it, baby needs some more
Woh, held up to ransom, quick hand and a gun
Just your education, hard to understand
Will the teenage legend make a mark on you？
Make the big time status, a pen will let him through
Mother Mary would you ever really feel the same？
Could you try to understand a wild colonial boy？
Try to make some changes really on the line
Given your religion, never ever time
All the jokers laughing, queens upon the floor
Mothers understand it, baby needs some more
Mother Mary would you ever really feel the same？
Would you try to understand a wild colonial boy？
9.Out In The Street
Lyricist：Phillip John Mogg, Peter Frederick Way
Lady love to hang on
Played it like a real intellectual
Sweet sister you're still shaking
And your tragedy is never ending
Silver shoes you're wearing
And every theatre there you've ever stared in
Over my head, over my head
Sidewalks of the city
Every theater there you've ever played
Your comic book impersonations
Louise Fazenda and Buster Keaton
Over my head, so it's all
Out in the street for just one more matinee
Yes, your vaudeville carries on
So put a smile in front your man can see
Yes, your vaudeville carries on
Out in the street for just one more matinee
Yes, your vaudeville carries on
So put a smile in front your man can see
Yes, your vaudeville carries on
Lady love to hang on
Played it like a real intellectual
Sweet sister your still shaking
And your tragedy is never ending
Over my head, over my head
10.This Kid's ／Between the Walls
Lyricist：Michael Schenker, Phillip John Mogg
Kid's gettin' tired, hangin' around
So cocksure, thinkin' aloud
Can't get it in, can't get it out
Sure ain't enough and there ain't no doubt
You can't stop a train with just a smile
Stop me at the start only for a while
Hole in my pocket and a hole in my arm
All that's left now when life's lost it's charm
This could be for us just any other day
So come on girl, we really got to get away
It's the only chance you'll ever have to change
Or stick in this city will drive you insane
Kid's gettin' tired, hangin' around
So cocksure, thinkin' aloud
Can't get it in, can't get it out
Sure ain't enough and there ain't no doubt
Can't win or lose when there's little left to choose
Now 'til next year it'll always be the same
The black backstreet's and people who don't know your name
Go with the wind if it'll only carry us away
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