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Out of the fire and into the night
I must escape the pain of your love
But you won't let me go without a fight
I must escape the pain of your love
You know you've got a hold on me
But there's something else that's got a hold on you
And it's drugs. You're on drugs.
You're in a prison of your own design
And those track marks are a telltale sign.
You're on drugs. Illegal drugs.
You're in a prison of your own design
And that big box of drugs is a tell-tale sign.
Girl, you're shackled by the chains of addiction.
I'm paying the price for your affliction.
You made me a prisoner and your love is the cell
Is there no escape from this pit of hell you call drugs?
Love is the only drug I need.
But girl, your needles are making me bleed.
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Drug-Free Bikers
03:24
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Drug-Free Bikers... RIDE!
On the highway of life, there are many speed-traps.
But the worst trap of all is drugs.
Even the bravest biker must be careful.
Narcotics can take down the toughest biker thug.
You've got to be careful; you've got to be strong.
The road to recovery is long.
You've got to be hard; you've got to be tough,
If you want to be as rough as the...
Drug Free Bikers!
American Cyclers!
Beware! The road ahead is perilous.
Amphetamines and dope are everywhere.
Easy riding on the endless American highway
With an eagle chasing my endless biker hair.
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Bestial Oblivion
03:05
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How all occasions do inform against me,
And spur my dull revenge! What is a man
If his chief good and market of his time
Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more.
Sure, he that made us with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us not
That capability and godlike reason
To fust in us unused. Now, whether it be
Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple
Of thinking too precisely on th' event—
A thought which, quartered, hath but one part wisdom
And ever three parts coward—I do not know
Why yet I live to say “This thing’s to do,”
Sith I have cause and will and strength and means
To do ’t. Examples gross as earth exhort me.
Witness this army of such mass and charge
Led by a delicate and tender prince,
Whose spirit with divine ambition puffed
Makes mouths at the invisible event,
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune, death, and danger dare,
Even for an eggshell. Rightly to be great
Is not to stir without great argument
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Fire and Ice
03:30
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You disregard my suffering, all my anguish and my pain.
You'll never know the sadness that fills my soul.
I live in misery. I chase your memory every day.
You know that I am tortured by the cruel games of love you play.
Woman! Our love is like FIRE and ICE!
Woman! Our love is like rolling the dice!
Woman! Tell me once, tell me twice...
What's the cost of your love? I'll pay the price.
Girl, don't you understand?
I am an "Affliction" t-shirt-wearing man.
So go ahead and call my bluff.
Cause I'm stylish, but I'm rough.
This barbed-wire tattoo
Symbolizes the fence between me and you
So you'd better take the hint
Cause leaving you is my intent.
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Crocs... BOOM!
03:02
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they're the shoes worn by the warrior,
they're the shoes of every champion
like a suit of armor they'll protect your feet
suitable footwear for the soldier elite
there's not a mountain that I can't climb
there's not a battle that I can't win
with the power of Crocs on my side
I'll be victorious again and again (and again)
Crocs! (BOOM!)
with a pair of them on your feet, you'll never know defeat, only victory and comfort
Crocs! (BOOM)
with a fashionable vented design, and a style that transcends time, and a ruggedness that lasts forever
like a stylish pair of combat boots
like the toughest pair of steel toed shoes
if you want to face my Crocs in a kickboxing match
you're gonna walk away battered, bloody, and bruised
they'll soon be standard issue
for our brave soldiers in Iraq
so let that be a warning to all you terrorists...
these Crocs don't run, they only attack!
we wear... Crocs! we're the New York firemen, we wear our Crocs with pride
we wear.. Crocs! we're the drug-free bikers, we wear our Crocs when we ride.
we wear... Crocs! We're American soldiers, we wear our Crocs when we fight
we wear... Crocs! We're Steel Maverick, we wear our Crocs to rock every night
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If you are a demon or a terrorist
Then the time has come for you to perish
I have no mercy; I have no fear.
America does not need you here.
Destroying souls, destroying cities,
The time has come. I'll have no pity.
Demons and terrorists...
Your time has come.
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I pulled the trigger cause I owned the land
He shouldn't have trespassed
Should've put up his hands
I know my rights, the laws of this land
I took a stand.
I only kill in self-defense (or in self-defense of others)
Or in defense of the USA.
I only kill in self-defense (of Anglo-Saxon Protestants)
I raise my fist for Lady Liberty.
It's self-defense; the court will acquit.
But if you hate America, then I'll never quit.
I'll be your judge and jury; I'll show you my grit.
You're done. You piece of...
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8. |
It Takes Love!
02:41
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PURGE! Purge yourself of poison.
FIGHT! It's a fight to save your soul.
DRAGONS! Seeking you in the darkness...
DEMONS! Fleeing my blade of light.
It takes love to keep us strong,
To keep us fighting on and on,
Until the break of dawn.
With the Shield of Time and the Crystal of Fate
I've come to save the world.
I'll fight to the death with my very last breath
Just to save you, girl.
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9. |
From Iraq to Antietam
02:46
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Take a look into the setting sun,
Red sky means the battle has begun.
Don't cry; this is no time to weep.
Our brave soldiers - our safety they will keep.
The power of pride - we'll put it to the test.
It takes love! We'll try; we'll do our best.
The terrorists are trying to steal our land.
But don't fear; we've drawn a line in the sand!
We're fighting for freedom!
USA!
From Iraq to Antietam!
Dragons' hearts, and courage like a lion's
Our brave soldiers make the terrorists keep on dying
Make the sand run red like the stripes on the flag
Bring home Hussein's severed head in a bag.
No rest, no comfort, no aid to our foes.
We'll live to see the evil regime's death throes.
No rest, no comfort, no aid to our foes.
Sorry Osama. Mess with us? That's the way it goes.
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10. |
Buffalo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
01:00
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Steel Maverick Nashville, Tennessee
In 2004, Eddie Darksbane was working in the steel mills of Pittsburgh by day and toiling in the studio by night.
His goal?
Meld the power of bands like Metallica with a bit of the sensitivity of bands like Nickelback.
When he met like-minded rockers Brandon, Phil, and Lars, he did more. He forged a band that rocks harder than any alloy from the steel mill.
He forged Steel Maverick.
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