Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Sleeze Beez
Sleeze Beez
Interprète
Jan Koster
Jan Koster
Batterie
Andrew Elt
Andrew Elt
Chant
Chriz Van Jaarsveld
Chriz Van Jaarsveld
Guitare principale
Don Van Spall
Don Van Spall
Guitare
Ed Jongsma
Ed Jongsma
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jan Koster
Jan Koster
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jan Koster
Jan Koster
Co‑production
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Ingénierie de mastérisation
John Sonneveld
John Sonneveld
Production

Paroles

Turn it up!
Me and the boys went out for a ride
Typical attitude, we almost died
Coming out of the 7/11
Oh, road was blocked, she was a 747
Turn it up, turn it around
You got me spellbound
When the brains go to the balls
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
When the brains go to the balls
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
A big fat biker tried to poke her
She said, no, no, no, you're just another joker
Ah, put up or shut up, you're makin' me sick!
Mmm, there's too much of your lipstick
There's too much on my dipstick
Oh, turn it up, turn around
You got me down on the ground
When the brains go to the balls
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
When the brains go to the balls
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
Baby, don't stop me!
Oh, oh, oh, turn it up, turn around
You got me down on the ground
When the brains go to the balls
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
When the brains go to the balls
When the brains go to the balls, baby
You can't stop me
When the brains go to the balls
Oh, we're outta control, rock 'n roll!
When the brains go to the balls
Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
You can't stop us, no!
Yeah, when the brains go to the balls
Tear it down, boys!
Written by: Jan Koster
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