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CD, date de parution : 08 Juin 2009 - Ear Music
Style: Hard Rock
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Tracklist
1. Avenida Revolution
2. Soap on a Rope
3. Sexy Little Thing
4. Oh Yeah
5. Runnin' Out
6. Get It Up
7. Down the Drain
8. My Kinda Girl
9. Learning to Fall
10. Turnin' Left
11. Future in the Past
Bonustrack (Vinyl Version)
12. Bitten by the Wolf
DVD 1 (Montreux Jazz Festival)
1. Soap on a Rope
2. Sexy Little Thing
3. Down the Drain
Official Music Videos
4. Oh Yeah
5. Soap on a Rope

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Les paroles
1. AVENIDA REVOLUTION

Hey you!

Rio Grande crawling with desperation
Hard drugs linin' the gunny sack
The air is thick with desperation
A new life waits for the wetback

Crossing the borderline
Into the fire

Now this is where Juan left his family
You can still smell the blood in his tracks
Yeah, and this is where we found the baby, oh
From here, there ain't no turnin' back

Crossing the borderline
Into the fire
Crossing the borderline
Into the fire

Import, transport, exportation
Rights of nations, exploited salvation
Damnation under one God's fixation
Without deportations, predjudice with limitations

Yeah, Avenida Revolution
Nogales, Tiajuana, Mexicali, Juarez
We got flowers, crosses and no solution, oh
[ Chickenfoot Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Stay close and do what Mommy says, what Mommy says, Mommy says

Well, crossing the borderline
Into the fire
Crossing the borderline
Into the fire

Crossing the borderline, yeah
Yeah
Into the fire
Hey, hey, hey you

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Crossing the borderline
Hey you
Crossing the borderline
Into the fire

Hey you
Hey, hey, hey you

Bullets, tear gas, barbed wire fences
Thirsty dogs, sun, sandy trenches
Nightcrawling human insects breeding
Feet, arms, hands, backs still bleeding


2. SOAP ON A ROPE

I got money, I got fame, fast cars and everything … yah oh!
I want to dance, I got to sing, rock/soul/blues, sing anything! Do ya? Hey hey
But I got a woman, she's fine too, let me do anything I that wanna do! Oh!
Got it all, still want more, come on baby, show me what I am looking for! Yeah … yeah

Don't forget to bring your rocking shoes
You grab a tooth brush, soap and a comb
And you can pick up a little taste get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, whoa! Uh! Yeah! Yeah!

Get your soap up and get your buzz on. Woah

On a bus, on a plane, in a car, subterranean freight train. Ah!
I'm in a room, I got funk talking, hot damn!, free punk! Yeah!
[ Chickenfoot Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
The movie's on and I, I got sound, and lord have mercy, my baby is about to get down!
Got me down on one knee, lord have mercy, my baby is about to kill me!

Oh don't forget to bring your rocking shoes
You grab a tooth brush, soap and a comb
And you can pick up a little taste get your favorite buzz on
And you can leave the rest at home, whoa! Yeah!!

Get it, get it, get it, yeah yeah yeah!!!

Woaah!
Get your buzz on right here! Get your buzz on right here!
Get your buzz on right here! Yeah come on baby!
Give it! Give! Watch it!


3. SEXY LITTLE THING

Uh huh

Well, she got back and up front
She's everything any country boy need, wooh
Inside is outside
Now what you see is what she got up her sleeve, yeah

I'm talkin' tan leather and wild honey
Heaven fields on a sunny day
All five senses, wooh, they're poppin' atcha
Now my little friend is comin' out to play

I just love, love, love that sexy little thing
I love, love, love, wooh, that sexy little thing
Yeah

I wanna roll all up in it
Get my sticky fingers all squeaky clean, wooh
It's stretched out and how it fit
I got my buttons poppin' off my chest

I just love, love, love, wooh that sexy little thing, wooh
I love, love, love, that sexy little thing
Sexy little thing

She can drive while I get wasted
A stoner's dream on a Friday night, yeah
Wooh, jump on it

Jump on it
Uh huh
Come on, baby
Oh yeah, c'mon
Well, well, well, well, well

Love, love, love that sexy little thing
I love, love, love, wooh, that sexy little thing
Love, love, love, wooh, uh huh
Love, love, love, I love that sexy little thing
Sexy little thing, yeah

Come on, come on
Jump on it
She got it, she got it

Uh huh, (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Roll all up in it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wooh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) wooh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Love, love, love


4. OH YEAH

(Woohoohoo!)

If I were a healer, i'd use my hands
I'd put a spell on you, if I were a magic man
If I were Jesus, Buddah, or a king
If I were a blues man oh lord I could sing about
how I want to be your hoochie coochie man
You got me eating out of your hand

Oh, yeah! come on baby tell me what you want
Oh, yeah! come on baby tell me what you need
Oh, yeah! ain't nothing I wouldn't do for you
Oh yeah!

When I was a young man, I slept around
When I turned 30, time settled down
To be your doctor, preacher, teacher, thats the truth, hey!
I'm prayin' on my knees, my soul is waterproof!
And I just want to be your hoochie coochie man,
To get you eating out of my hand, yeah!

Oh (woo!), yeah! come on baby tell me what you want
Oh, yeah! come on baby tell me what you need
Oh, yeah! ain't nothing I wouldn't do for you
Oh yeah!

Ooh baby...
Ooh baby...

Whoooaaaaa!
Yeah!
Oh!
Ow!

Ooh baby...
Ooh...
Yeah!

Well, well, well!
If I were a potter , i'd make you real
I'd mold and touch you on my, spinning wheel!

Oh, yeah! (ahh!) come on baby tell me what you want
Oh, yeah! come on baby tell me what you need
Oh, yeah! tell me what I could do for you!
Oh yeah!
I said oh, yeah! come on baby tell me what you want
Oh, yeah! come on baby tell me what you need
Oh, yeah! I'd do anything for you
Oh yeah!
Oh, yeah!
Hey!
Oh!
YEAH!


5. RUNNIN' OUT

Oh well, a standing question
One more time again, yeah
Looking for a mass solution
Counting on another man, well

Well, duck down, I'm taking cover
Everything's been getting rougher
Stand up or be degraded
Some things are simply overrated

(Runnin' out) We're runnin' out of time
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of gas
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of love, baby
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out, yeah

Give me something to believe in
Outside your consensus poll
And make sure our children hear voices
Someday they have control

(Runnin' out) Now we're runnnin' out of money
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of dreams
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of sex, baby
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out

(Runnin' out) We're runnnin' out of future
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of plans
(Runnin' out) We're runnin' out of soldiers
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out

Oh yeah, I'm runnin' on empty
I'm running out fast
And I just gotta, gotta, gotta have it
Oh yeah

Long after the mud has settled
You left us with a dirty man, hey
Trying to wash hisself clean
Trying to get blood off his hands

(Runnin' out) We're runnin' out of cures
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of room, baby
(Runnin' out) I'm runninng out of content
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out

(Runnin' out) We're runnin' out of saints
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of heroes
(Runnin' out) Runnin' out of drugs
Runnin' out, runnin' out, runnin' out, oh yeah

You know that we need it, yeah


6. GET IT UP

Get it up

Down deep dark circles
Round and round down below
Bound by condition
Drowning in sorrow

Now get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh
Get it up

Building your own temple
Earth, wood and stone
Wrap your feet in velvet
Walking east back home

Now get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh
Get it up

We can change the world
We gotta change the way we think about it

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na

Get it up
Arriba, 'riba
Oh, oh, oh (arriba)
Get it up

Oh, arriba, 'riba (get it up)
Now get it up
Oh, oh, oh (arriba)
Arriba, 'riba, yeah

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, (oh) na
Na, na, na, na, na (Arriba, 'riba)
Na, na, na, na

Arriba, 'riba
Now get it up
Arriba (ah, haha)
Wooh


7. DOWN THE DRAIN

Uh

Is that that new thing, Joe?
It better be. Huh?
Talk to me, chief
It that it, Joe?
Well, that's cool though, haha
Alright

Sometime you gotta roll with it up front
Some things are better left in a closet
Some thing, just lay it on the table
Sometime gotta stop, gotta pause it

Yeah, yeah

Well, she used to wake me up for breakfast
Force feed me with a silver spoon
Even do me when I'm dirty
We let it roll till way past noon, wooh

Oh yeah, come on

Yeah, but all that's changed
'Cause it's all down the drain, yeah

Oh, love came and went like lightning
Just long enough to feel the heat
Felt like the ninth world wonder
Put the wings up under my feet

But all that's changed
My whole world's been shaken
And it's a low down, dirty shame
'Cause it's all down the drain

Oh, I need love first thing in the morning
I need love, baby, first thing in the evening
I need love, ow, first thing in the morning
I need love, love, love, yeah

Ho, oh, get it

All that's changed, wooh
My whole world's been shaken
It's a low down, dirty shame
'Cause it's all down the drain

Down the drain
Down the drain
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wooh

Oh, baby I need love first thing in the morning
I need love last thing in the evening
But it's all down the drain
Yeah


8. MY KINDA GIRL

Well, the sun's up, it's 6:30
Fell asleep with the TV on again
Take five, check out the weather
It's monday morning for the single mom

And a, works hard till 5:30
And once a week she gettin' down and dirty
Backstage without a pass
"This Bud's For You" is tattooed on her ass

But she's nobody's fool, yeah
She's broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
Outta touch in a modern world
Oh, but she's my kinda girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, she just a-bit roughed out, tough but classy
All dressed up, she looks so s-s-s-sassy
Hey bartender, come down here
Watch her blow the head off a tall, blonde beer

But she's nobody's fool
She's broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
Outta touch in a modern world
Oh, but she's my kinda girl

Yes she's my kind
My kind
My kinda girl

My kinda girl
In a modern world

Outspoken in the bedroom
Ain't afraid to tell you what she needs
And I'm happy, whoo, if she's happy
Lord, I'm always up for them dirty deeds

But she's nobody's fool
She's broken down, broken hearts, broken rules
Outta touch in a modern world
Oh, but she's my kinda girl

My kinda girl
She's my kinda girl

Yes, she's my kind
My kind
My kind
Girl, yeah


9. LEARNING TO FALL

Oh

Lost in a sea of memories
Learing to fly again
Morning comes early, oh
Trying to trust these wings

'Cause when I fall, I fall deep (ahh)
When I crawl, I'll come running to you babe
Running to you baby

Now I've gotta sort out these dreams
Feels like watching your life on a big screen
And morning comes early again, yeah
Only to find us two as one

When I fall, I fall deep (ahh)
When I crawl, I'll come running to you
Running to you baby
When I fall, I fall down deep
When I crawl, I'll come running to you
Running to you baby

Still falling in circles, oh yeah
I'm falling down on my knees

Once as a child in my mother's eyes
Oh Lord, I swear, felt this way, yeah

(Ahh)

When I fall, I fall deep, oh yeah (ahh)
When I crawl, I'll come running to you
Running to you baby
When I fall, Lord, I fall, I fall, I fall down deep
When I crawl, I'm running to you
Running to you baby, baby, baby

When I fall, I fall down deep
When I crawl, I'll come running
I'll come running, I'll come running back to you baby, baby, baby


10. TURNIN' LEFT

You've got vision
Don't wait for somebody else to do it
One thought in your mind
Don't wait for somebody else to prove it

Forward straight line, yeah wooh
Light speed, you're racin' away

Now you keep turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left, turnin' left
You keep on turning left, turning left
Now you got me turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left, oh yeah, huh, wooh

Wheel's keep on turning, oh yeah
Fuel keeps on burning, oh

Flat foot, headlights
Top gear headin' down the highway
Full speed, straight line
Can you tell me where you're really goin'
Two lanes but one way, yeah wooh
Faster past the red line

Well, you keep turnin' left, turnin' left
Uh, turnin' left, turnin' left
You keep on turning left, turning left
Now you got me turnin' left, turnin' left
Turnin' left, oh yeah, huh

Yeah
Uh, uh, oh, wooh
Get it, come on

Turnin' left, turnin' left, uh
Turnin' left, turnin' left, uh, yeah
Turnin' left, turnin' left, uh
You got me turnin' left, turnin' left, woah

Yeah, watch it
Get it, huh, wow

We go 'round in circles
We go 'round in circles
We go 'round in circles
We go 'round in circles, ow uh

Yeah, yeah
Get it, get it, get it, get it, huh
Woah, yeah, oh

Woah
Round and round and round and round
Hey


11. FUTURE IN THE PAST

I said, oh, watchin' them fall
Never hurt at all
One by one
Falling from the sun
And melting down
Sooner hit the ground
Up so fast
The future in the past

Oh, oh
The future's in the past, wooh
Oh yeah, hey, uh

Well, I was thinkin' it's the real thing, wooh
Walkin' like a Mustang
We got everybody talkin'
Yeah, they talkin'
About, "I got mine." wooh, hey

I got a funky, funky feeling
Somewhere in the past
Still everyday believin'
Oh, I'm believin'

Saving the best for last, huh, yeah, oh
Saving the best for last, wooh
Saving the best for last

I hear voices
Alien voices

Ya- ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya- ya-ya-ya-ya

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

Yeah, come on, come on
Future is the past

I'm gonna listen to the future
Listen to the past
Life ain't 'bout no hurry
I'm gonna save the best for last, come on, come on
The future is the past

I'm gonna listen to the children
Listen to my friends
Let science be my church
The song that never ends, come on
Yeah, come on
The future is the past

We don't have to worry
'Bout anything that's done
We each made of wax
Get melted by the sun
come on, bring it on, come on
The future is the past

I'm gonna climb up on the mountain top
Stand naked with the trees
Listen to the voice
Inside you and me, come on, come on, come on
The future's in the past

The future is so past, yeah
Come on
Future is the past, come on
Come on, come on
The future is the past, come on


12. BITTEN BY THE WOLF

Rollin' down to Pontchartrain
Honeysuckle running though her veins
Up and down on the great Big Easy
Hold on till the levee breaks

Woah, woah, woah, woah (oh yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (wooh)

Baptize you up in the muddy water
Bring you down, down, down to New Orleans, wooh
Wash the sweet salt sweat from your mortal body
Woah, baby oh baby now we gon' live forever

Gon' live forever, live forever
Way down in New Orleans
Woah, yeah, woah
Down in New Orleans, oh baby

Walkin' now down Magazine
Dakota jumped out Bourbon Street
When the sun ges down, wake me up
When the sun comes up, I'm goin' down, wooh

Woah, woah, woah, woah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (wooh)

Baptize you up in the muddy water
Resurrect you down, down, down to New Orleans
Wash the sweet salt sweat from your mortal body
Woah, baby oh baby now, we gon' live forever

We gon' live forever, we gon' live forever
Way down in New Orleans
Woah, yeah, woah
Down in New Orleans, wooh

Yeah, yeah, ooh
We gon' live forever down in New Orleans
Down in New Orleans
Down in New Orleans, hey
Down in New Orleans, yeah

Oh yeah
Ooh baby, now
We gon' live forever
Way down in New Orleans

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