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45 Degrees
05:01
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The temperature is high,
it's forty-five
and I'm bringing them beer,
Silence is their fear
So they play loud,
Where is the crowd?
Tubes are on fire
That's our only desire
45 degrees, tube and sweat is our thing
45 degrees, do you know what I mean
45 degrees, but we play loud
45 degrees, do you know what I'm talking about?
People always advice
that we take a break
that temperature is too high
and that’s not safe
But they dont see
our desire
They havent even ever felt a kick
Or a tube on fire
45 degrees, tube and sweat is our thing
45 degrees, do you know what I mean
45 degrees, but we play loud
45 degrees, do you know what I'm talking about?
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2. |
Rock Band Blues
04:33
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We're a rocking band baby
and we play in every town
Although There's plenty opposition
No one can bring us down
We play on through the night
And We work on through the day
And we're playing because we like it
We were just born to play
There are some who think we 're crazy
and laugh as we walk past
But we're not really worried
We know who'll lough last!!!
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3. |
Grey City
03:51
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Messin around, in Grey city
I’m lost and I’m found, in Grey city
Buzzin around, in Grey city
whispering loud, in Grey city
Hissing and fuzzing
No talking loud
Unclear voices
Urban noises
Dustcarts banging
A young couple fighting
Claxon discussions
Useless reactions
Messin around, in Grey city
I’m lost and I’m found, in Grey city
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4. |
Hunting the Buzz
03:40
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Well I tell you my babe
Got some troubles in my mind
Well I tell you my babe
Got some troubles in my mind
I'm hunting a buzz,
That gonna make me feel right
Can you tell me my babe
Tell me if you get me right
Well tell me my babe
Tell me that you get me right
And give me the buzz
The buzz I'm hunting here tonight my babe
Now please tell me babe,
Tell me if you get me right babe,
Oh Tell me Babe,
Tell me if you get me right my babe,
And give me the buzz
I'm hunting here tonight My Babe
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5. |
Sister's Milk
02:55
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Roaming the streets of the city, all day long
Seeking for aid, from faces unknown
You sell your cheap stuff,
from the bag you carry on your back
Though your shoulders are heavy,
You know you got to keep on moving till it's way toο dark,
till it's way toο dark
Oh! What a luck, you found a buyer,
but as soon as he pays he believes you're a liar
Bruises and scratches on your hands,
reveal you got a deadly desire
There's your money, for your sister's milk
I hope that's your purpose...but is it what you seek?
Is it what you seek?
You lay your money in your dealer’s hands
or could this time be your life
you want to run, but your legs are weak
you gotta have it one last time
Hero or scum of the earth
this time is in your hands
you wanna feel the fire
but this is were it ends
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Buzzhound Thessaloniki, Greece
Buzzhound is a 5-piece stripped down Rock band from Thessaloniki Greece. Their mission is to deliver rock / blues /
psychedelic sounds in a raw and pure form.
Buzzhound are
- Phil Diamond (vox)
- Tony “The Traktor” Veziro (drums)
- Nik "The Rabbit" Leventis (bass guitar)
- Simon “Hound” Alexiadis (guitar and vox)
- Stathis Karipidis (guitar and vox)
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