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I wish someone would kick Bob Geldof's ass once and for all. I've been hoping since the days of Live Aid that someone would crack that son of a bitch's head. Him and all that "give me your money" bullshit. Live Aid was crap, a total waste of money, like: let's all get together and give credit to our failed careers, I mean, let's raise money for the starving little black kids in Africa. Phil fucking Collins was at the 1985 Live Aid too, he hopped on a fucking Concorde to participate in the event, I can't stand that asshole Phil Collins, god how I hate that bald, short jerk. When Peter Gabriel left Genesis, agents and producers had a 24-hour brainstorming session: "So, the frontman left the band, what the hell do we do?" "I know what we should do! Let's have the little drummer take care of the vocals too. Come on, that two-bit tall idiot who always sits at the back of the stage, him!" A fucking stroke of genius, if there ever was one. Ah... and who knew that Genesis keyboardist Tony Banks can't play unless someone puts sheet music for every song in front of him? What a shitty dumbass. And this is supposed to be a rockstar? Fuck that! He needs the music written right under his nose, otherwise nothing doing. This means that idiot never improvises, he just plays the same shit every day regardless of where he's smashing rocks. So if someone went to see Genesis in London and brags saying "Oh, a fucking unique concert", well you can tell them to go screw themselves and tell them it was exactly the same as the one in Pordenone. And the best part is, Genesis fans have the nerve to talk shit about bands like the Sex Pistols, Germs, and Social Distortion, at least with the Sex Pistols you heard fucking different songs every night, I mean: they were so inept and incompetent as musicians that the same crap sounded different every time. Fuck the Sex Pistols too.
And last week? I saw an idiot walking down the street with a fucking black leather jacket and a giant fucking patched "Judas Priest" on the back, or it might have been "Uriah Heep" or "Black fucking Sabbath," as far as I care. Ever heard of these people? It's laugh-out-loud funny. If you have the guts to get close because they stink like hell, mind you: "The Priests haven't been the same since 'Defenders of The Faith,' they've never reached the same level of hellish mess..." Then why do you keep whining? If they haven't made a fucking decent album since 1984, isn't it also time to cut it out with the fucking Judas Priest and try to build a miserable private life, you ugly idiot bastard?
"I was listening to the seventy-fourth Black Sabbath album the other day, it's called 'Fucking Loud Crap Volume 33' and some tracks really shit dead worms, so if you want a definitive collection of those fucking English pricks, well I recommend their quadruple box set which also contains a fucking, shitty recording of their crap concert held at the Reading festival in 1979, epic, dude!" Some of these bullshit bands have reached their one hundredth and sixtieth cd, they have back pain, fucking gray hair, shitty wrinkles and yet they keep filling arenas with headbanger idiots. But what the hell is happening? And then maybe one of them starts a fucking band where he plays too and chooses some fucking stupid name for the group like "Ian Paice All New Review Deep Purple Sounding Crap" and just because he plays drums for the fucking Deep Purple. Fantastic, isn’t it? No, fantastic my ass, you jerk. You deserve a fucking bomb up your ass. You're just a piece of crap who bought the first Rich Kids album in 1978 just because the bassist, Glen Matlock, played with those fucking Sex Pistols. So fuck you.
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
01 Neon Knights (03:53)
Oh no, here it comes again
can't remember when we came so close to love before
Hold on, good things never last
nothing's in the past, it always seems to come again
again and again and again
Cry out to legions of the brave
time again to save us from the jackals of the street
Ride out, protectors of the realm
captain's at the helm, sail across the sea of lights
Circles and rings, dragons and kings
weaving a charm and a spell
Blessed by the night, holy and bright
called by the toll of the bell
Bloodied angels fast descending
moving on a never-bending light
phantom figures free forever
out of shadows, shining ever-bright
Neon Knights!
Neon Knights! all right!
Cry out to legions of the brave
time again to save us from the jackals of the street
Ride out, protectors of the realm
captain's at the helm, sail across the sea of lights
again and again, again and again and again
Neon Knights!
Neon Knights!
all right!
04 Heaven and Hell (06:55)
Sing me a song, you're a singer
Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil
The devil is never a maker
The less that you give, you're a taker
So it's on and on and on, it's heaven and hell
Oh well
The lover of life's not a sinner
The ending is just a beginner
The closer you get to the meaning
The sooner you'll know that you're dreaming
So it's on and on and on, oh it's on and on and on
It goes on and on and on, Heaven and Hell
I can tell
Fool, fool
Oh uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Well if it seems to be real, it's illusion
For every moment of truth, there's confusion in life
Love can be seen as the answer, but nobody bleeds for the dancer
And it's on and on, on and on and on and on and on and on and on
They say that life's a carousel
Spinning fast, you've got to ride it well
The world is full of kings and queens
Who blind your eyes and steal your dreams
It's heaven and hell, oh well
And they'll tell you black is really white
The moon is just the sun at night
And when you walk in golden halls
You get to keep the gold that falls
It's heaven and hell, oh no
Fool, fool
You've got to bleed for the dancer
Fool, fool
Look for the answer
Fool, fool, fool
05 Wishing Well (04:07)
Throw me a penny and I'll make you a dream
You find that life's not always what it seems, no no
Then think of a rainbow and I'll make it come real
Roll me, I'm a never ending wheel
I'll give you a star
So you know just where you are
Don't you know that I might be
Your wishing well
Your wishing well
Look in the water, tell me what do you see
Reflections of the love you give to me
Love isn't money, it's not something you buy
So let me fill myself with tears you cry, why?
Time is a never ending journey
Love is a never ending smile
Give me a sign to build a dream on
Dream on...
Yeah, Throw me a penny and I'll make you a dream
You find that life's not always what it seems, no no
Love isn't money, it's not something you buy
So let me fill myself with tears you cry
I'll give you a star
So you know just where you are
Someday, some way, you'll feel the things I say
Dream for a while
Of the things that make you smile
'Cause you know
Don't you know
Oh, you know
That I'm your wishing well
Your wishing well
Your wishing well
I wish you well
I'm your wishing well
08 Lonely Is the Word (05:46)
It's a long way to nowhere
And I'm leaving very soon
On the way we pass so close
To the back side of the moon
Hey join the traveler if you got nowhere to go
Hang your head and take my hand
It's the only road I know
Oh! Lonely is the word, yeah yeah yeah!
I've been higher than stardust
I've been seen upon the sun
I used to count in millions then
But now I only count in one
Come on, join the traveler
If you got nowhere to go
Hang your head and take my hand
It's the only road I know
Yeah, Lonely is the word
Got to be the saddest song I ever heard
Yeah, Lonely is the name
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