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Punk Rock Battle Cry
02:57
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PUNK ROCK BATTLE CRY
One life
One time
We’re gonna make it this time
If the fates allow
Trying to make my mark
Gonna be a comet
Burning bright
Better to die on your feet
Than to live on your knees
My punk rock battle cry
It’s liberating
Thinking free
Even when the cool people disagree
I played their game
I was a fool
Cause I forgot
To break the rules
One life
One time
We’re gonna make it this time
If the fates allow
Trying to make my mark
Gonna be a comet
Burning bright
Better to die on your feet
Than to live on your knees
A lifetime battle cry
All my heroes
Stood tall and free
So rally to me
This is a declaration
Of Independence
This is a punk rock cry
Let’s go
Let’s go
I’ll lead the way
Into a brighter day
You know your friends
When the chips are down
And the mob is at your door
And you’re not afraid anymore
One life
One time
We’re gonna make it this time
If the fates allow
Trying to make my mark
Gonna be a comet
Burning bright
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THE KNIGHTS OF THE LONELY
To all the lonely knights
And pirates in the night
Energy is all around me
Some good, some bad
Sometimes you can’t tell
I need a jolt of the good kind
Cause I need a win
Before it goes to hell
In the dog days
Stand by me
In the dog days
We are the knights of the lonely
Enemies are all around me
Some good, some bad
Sometimes you can’t tell
I need a girl who will stand by me
Cause lately love has been
a living hell
The knights and the pirates
Die in battle or alone
Remembered only
For the battles they have won
Come along with me
On the ship of fools
In the dog days
Stand by me
In the dog days
We are the knights of the lonely
Sign your name
Now or never
All the lonely people
On this trip together
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Ignited
03:02
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IGNITED
The mourning
The calling
The falling
Now my head is spinning from left to right
Doesn’t matter if it’s day or night
Just spinning
Thinking of the words we said
In the middle of the fight
Who’s winning?
We are the boys who make too much noise
Let’s stay, let’s get it right
The Blood Brigade
In a full moon light
Sometimes it burns too bright
You got a sword, it looked so cool
Too much fire and too much fuel
Ignited
When all the dust has settled down
I’m here for you, I’m still around
Benighted
We are the boys who make too much noise
Let’s stay, let’s get it right
The Blood Brigade
In a full moon light
Sometimes it burns too bright
The mourning
The calling
The falling
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Stabbed
01:33
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STABBED
You sold your soul
For some silver and gold
Stabbed me right in the back
Your religion is whack
you were all in on the rebellion
Supposed to free your spirit
Not chain our expression
Not be a depression
You sold your soul
For some silver and gold
Stabbed me in the back
Money is your crack
This was meant to free our spirits
Now you don't want to hear it
You're gonna say you're gonna say you're gonna say it
You’re gonna say you haven’t changed
That's right
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No X Ray Vision
02:48
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NO X RAY VISION
So many scars
More falling stars
Life can be surreal
Why do we struggle so
Pick myself up
Get knocked down again
Tilting at windmills til the end
But this time
I’m gonna make it all right
Maybe this time
I hide my sin
Inside my skin
Tell myself it’s OK
I don’t even fool myself
Moments of beauty
Help us carry on
Like that record on the shelf
We are the lost brigade
My faith has been mislaid
But this time
I’m gonna make it all right
Maybe this time
No X ray vision
Just an incision
No X ray vision
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Dave Smalley & The Bandoleros Cádiz, Spain
Dave Smalley, the legendary punk rock singer (DYS, All, Dag Nasty, Down by Law) and The Bandoleros,
three spanish guys
and one crazy argentinean, that made many tours and notorius albums with bands like G.A.S. Drummers, Truth Through Fight, MXS.. are still conquering Europe and the whole world together. Stay tuned because they will perform near your hometown very soon
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