Ian Gillan Band - Of the Lucitania express

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Gotta travel overnight
Get aboard pack in tight
The sleeping arrangements are really poor
Six on the wall and two on the floor
The Lucitania Express

Pass the bottle from under your poncho
I m gonna drink till I fall unconcho
The Lucitania Express

Going to Madrid from Lisbon
This train is a flying machine
Counting our money and wisdom
Fifty pesetas and one broken dream

Lost my faith in this old train
Ain t no better than a broken drain

Kick the porter and set him alight
We re gonna have some fun tonight
The Lucitania Express

Inne utwory

  • Bad news
  • Smoke on the water
  • Bite the bullet
  • Message in a bottle
  • Nervous
  • Clear air turbulence
  • Mercury high
  • Puget sound
  • Lay me down
  • Child in time
  • My baby loves me
  • Unchain your brain
  • Hang me out to dry
  • Roller
  • Poor boy hero
  • Mad elaine
  • Fighting man
  • Slages to bitches
  • Future shock
  • Losowe utwory

    Do it right

    Do it right

    If your bleassed with sight
    your soul, your light
    when the rhythm`s takin` fight
    get down tonight
    If you blessed with the sight
    your might
    when the rhythm`s takin` fight
    let`s make it happen.

    Baby, baby,...

    Depend on me

    If you cannot depend on the one that you love
    Depend on me

    Where did you go?
    Where did you come from?
    Cause I been waiting
    For the perfect line and I m just in time

    I m not one to...

    We all fall in love sometimes

    Wise men say
    It looks like rain today
    It crackled on the speakers
    And trickled down the sleepy subway trains

    For heavy eyes could hardly hold us
    Aching legs that often told us
    It’s all worth it
    We all fall in love...

    Wrong 4 me

    Intro:

    Huh [x32]

    [Verse 1:]
    She was on the way
    I never saw her comin
    (Comin )
    The time I figured out
    It wasn t no use in runnin
    (Runnin )
    Thought that I was stronger
    Couldn t be no wronger
    Baby got me gone
    I can t believe...

    Switch off the sun

    This morning s been cruel to me again,
    And even my bed is cold
    Naked I seat down and break in tears
    So hysterical
    Tearing off the pillows of past
    I bet all neighbours have heard me before
    Can t beat another sleepless night
    Does it have to go on?

    (Carry on) Finding pieces of me on the...