some 3 hours in the van getting warm
4 more on location, it's getting on
one hour of noise, that's when the rate's getting up
so little time and in my head I hear the fridge getting drained
while we load the stuff our hands are tied
our shirts are getting wet and our throats get dry
two more bands to go that i want to hear
accurate curfew afterwards defrauds me of sufficient beer
how the hell should i crash when
my heart rate's still on 110
6 bottles for the go, bartender
that's the least to get me from my chair
it's always 5AM somewhere
what a lame excuse for surrender
final act done, the stage gets cleared
meeting up at the bar for a chat with the peers
but time's the enemy, hours fade rapidly
that relentless curfew forces us on a hunt for more
Un bon compromis, encore une fois, entre Hawkwind (sans doute la similitude principale du groupe) et un album tel que ''Superjudge'' de Monster magnet. à écouter si possible sur la voie lactée. Poesy Rider
This had been the guilty pleasure for me before realizing that I DO LIKE heavier guitar music. Or BASS. What ever.
It's good, now shush up and listen! modifier