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Modzilla
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Трек «Modzilla» вышел в 27 марта 2015 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Softdrive Records»)Blaster
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АльбомBlaster
Дата релиза27 марта 2015 г.
ЛейблSoftdrive Records
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM83

Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Scott Weiland
Scott Weiland
Исполнитель
Michael Avenaim
Michael Avenaim
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jeremy Brown
Jeremy Brown
Автор песен
Tommy Black
Tommy Black
Автор песен
Scott Richard Weiland
Scott Richard Weiland
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Rick Parker
Rick Parker
Миксинг-инженер

Слова

Oh yeah wait a minute
Here it goes again
Just a dealin' with the buzzards
Out in nowhere mans' land
Eat lies, eat stories
Now the truth be told
That the soul you sold
Is less than a dollars' worth
Of fools gold
So come one
Come all
'Cuz the circus back in town
It's a promisin' to give you anything
If you can keep it down
So strap on in, yeah
It needs to fill
'Cuz you're going on a ride
That will blow your mind
And shoot to thrill
Well I come my way
And I ain't going to no place I don't belong
Yeah you might call it grace
But I'm still riding and cussin'
Like a rollin' stone
Oh yeah my Momma always said to me
To stay to stay away from freaks
And certain carnival disease
But they always seem to find a certain way back in my city
And they'll always tell you lies and make you feel so pretty
Now take a little minute of your second-hand watch
Just take a quick peek at all the stories being bought
Just a movin' and a groovin' now just for you
And if you wait a little longer
Then the monkeys fly too
Well I come my way
And I ain't going to no place I don't belong
Yeah you might call it grace
But I'm still riding and cussin'
Like a rollin' stone
So strap on in now
Time to meet the man
The man who's gonna take you for a ride
Hit it!
Oh yeah wait a minute
Here it goes again
Just a dealin' with the buzzards
Out in nowhere man's land
Eat lies, eat stories
Now the truth be told
That the soul you sold
Is less than a dollars' worth
Of fools gold
Well I come my way
And I ain't going to no place I don't belong
Yeah you might call it grace
But I'm still riding and cussin'
Like a rollin' stone
Written by: Jeremy Brown, Scott Richard Weiland, Tommy Black
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