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Dune buggy
02:28
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Come with me for fun in my buggy
Come along let's go for the hell of it
See the faces round they're all looking
Wonder if they'd like to come for a ride.
I'll bet you anything
Now she's with me
There'll be no trouble
Troubles around
Bet you'll never ever get away
Never ever get away
Dune buggy.
See the world spin round in dune buggy
String along let's scram far out off the ground
Never felt so good she's a beauty
Bet she is a sight for your poor old eyes.
I'll bet you anything
Boys on their bikes
Will have some trouble
Following us
Bet they'll never ever catch us up
Never ever catch us up
Dune buggy.
I feel like a king in my buggy
Just the crown is missin' but that's alright
Come on people come on my buggy
Come and feel the power of a starry night.
I'll bet you anything
Now she's with me
There'll be no trouble
Troubles around
Bet you'll never ever get away
Never ever get away
Dune buggy.
I feel like a king
I feel like a king in my buggy
Just the crown is missin' but that's alright
Come on people come on my buggy
Come and feel the power of a starry night.
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Bulldozer
02:45
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You can see a mountain here comes Bulldozer
you can see a cloud of fists and dust
it's quite clear why his name is just Bulldozer
it's enough to see him once again
where's he coming from
no one knows
and nobody would ask such a thing
no one knows
and nobody would ask such a thing
You can see a mountain here comes Bulldozer
you can see a cloud of fists and dust
he won't be the first one to look for glory
but when he's involved he won't deny
where's he coming from
no one knows
and nobody would ask such a thing
no one knows
and nobody would ask such a thing
But for a man he's just a good boy
just a good boy with a heart of gold
who likes to go his own way
stay faraway from the world
You can see a mountain here comes Bulldozer
you can see a cloud of fists and dust
it's quite clear why his name is just Bulldozer
it's enough to see him once again
where's he coming from
no one knows
and nobody would ask such a thing
no one knows
and nobody would ask such a thing
But for a man he's just a good boy
just a good boy with a heart of gold
who likes to go his own way
stay far away from the world
You can see a mountain here comes Bulldozer
you can see a cloud of fists and dust
it's quite clear why his name is just Bulldozer
it's enough to see him once again
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Flying through the air
02:32
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Flying through the air
Side by side we dip bend and climb
Flying through the air so free
Feel them left behind below us
Flying through the air
Mad old you and me
We are going at it just for kicks for kicks you'll see
That they'll wish they were you
Right along here with me
You and me
Climbing through the sky
Leaving all our thoughts faraway
Climbing feel the stars up here
Touch your eyes and fall beside you
Side by side we soar
Me and you just glide
We are gaming in a fall a fall a fall we feel
But it's all in your mind
As we turn round and climb
Right back here
Oh oh oh oh oh...
Oh oh oh oh oh...
Great white silver bird
Soars again to catch
Good old mister sun who hides who hides who hides for fun
But it's all in the game
Life is still all the same
Here we go
Oh oh oh oh oh...
Oh oh oh oh oh...
Flying through the air
Oh oh oh oh oh...
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Round, round running around
Round, round running around
Hidden down the long long road upon my roller skates
Hidden where the sun don't stop to shine
You can call me Rosco cause another name I hate
In the middle of all that trouble again
I only stop and smile at all the pretty ladies
And they all lucky stop and smile right back at me
But you can't bitch you by a dollar, I will end up in a mess
Fighting with someone who bothered me
Round, round running around
Round, round running around
Round, round running around
Round, round running around
Sitting in a Burger Bar just keep in to myself
Eating quarter pounders just like me
You can call me Doug but don't annoy me or you'll be
In the middle of all that trouble again
When just about to eat my nineteenth quarter pounder
This crazy guy on roller skates kept dark of us
He's starting fooling with his voice and we all end up in a mess
Fighting with someone who bothered us
Round, round running around
Round, round running around
Round, round running around
Round, round running around
Hidden down the long long road beneath the boring rain
Hoping that the sun comes out to shine
Just look up for Doug and Rosco driving you insane
In the middle of all that trouble again
We only stop and smile at all the pretty ladies
And they all 'laxed stop and smiling back of us
But you can't bitch you by a dollar, we will end up in a mess
Fighting with someone who bothered us
Round, round running around
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The Chromosomes Livorno, Italy
Formed in Livorno, Italy in 1993.
Still punkrockin'!
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