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Hot Rails to Hell
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Blue Öyster Cult
Blue Öyster Cult
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Eric Bloom
Eric Bloom
Вокал
Buck Dharma
Buck Dharma
Вокал
Joe Bouchard
Joe Bouchard
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Albert Bouchard
Albert Bouchard
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Allen Lanier
Allen Lanier
Клавишные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Joe Bouchard
Joe Bouchard
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Sandy Pearlman
Sandy Pearlman
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Murray Krugman
Murray Krugman
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Riding the underground, swimmin' in sweat A rumble above and below, hey, cop don't you know? The heats on alright The hot summer day didn't quit for the night Blackened out eyes, scratched on the wall Stoned out looks from the crowd The king will not know on the wall it was said The flash of his cards was sprayed with red 1277 express to heaven Speeding along like dynamite 1277 express to heaven Rumbles the steel like a dogfight You caught me in its spell Trying to leave but you know darn well The heat from below can burn your eyes out 1277 express to- 1277 express to- 1277 express to heaven Speeding along like dynamite 1277 express to heaven Rumbles the steel like a dogfight You caught me in its spell Trying to leave but you know darn well The heat from below can burn, yeah, burn Your eyes out Your eyes out Your eyes out Oh thanks, you gotta quite down a little bit we're- night here You're gonna know, to be in a rock club, their out listening on the radio And all of a sudden all the songs you took in the 60's and 70's I can flash it back under, you know? You been sitting there all of a sudden Having a nice conversation with your friends And all of a sudden, till we sing-
Writer(s): Joseph Bouchard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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