Music From Another Dimension - még egy új dal
Joey Kramer új dalt mutatott be az Aerosmith novemberben érkező stúdiólemezéről egy texasi rádióadó tegnapi műsorában. Szemfüles rajongóknak szerencsére sikerült rögzítenie az adást, így mi is élvezhetjük ezt a remek riffközpontú, szerintem erősen Toys In The Attic-hangulatú nótát:
Street Jesus
(Tyler/Whtiford)
Hey have you heard the news
Somebody stole my shoes
And I can smell the booze
Somebody stole my shoes
And I can smell the booze
How indiscreet
And though I had a plan
After that thief outran
Into another man
Who had no feet
I swear to god that day
That guy with no feet say
You got to walk my way
That’s how it’s planned
That’s when I thought “good grief”
J-Just ain’t my belief
Until I saw the holes
Inside his hand
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
Come on, come on, what you think about life?
Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife
You said to me, “no, that ain’t the plan”
With a smile on his face and the holes in his hand
Wise man tell ya what they’re reading from a scroll
But things kinda change when the story gets told
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Just to sing it in the church what they’re preaching in the street
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to vacate you’ll find
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
Good God Almighty, s’posed to be about love
You must’ve wished upon me by kissing the glove
I’m a high-stepping lover, sharp as a knife
I’m a pink flamingo on a great long life?
A wise man, poor man, beggar man too
You bet your bottom dollar but whatcha gonna do?
I can make up daylight jealous of the night
I try to play the game but I never get it right!
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to vacate you’ll find
When you wonder what’s up
With your half empty cup
Say tell him “don’t give up,
reach for the stars”
You think you’re so street wise
Just pray and close your eyes
Until we colonize
The moon and stars
But wouldn’t it be great
If we could wipe the slate
When we all live in hate
And all this fear
So please don’t call me “sir”
If you’re whole life’s a blur
And Mr. Bartender
Another beer
Sometimes it’s hard trying to keep up the pace
The train kept a rollin’ when you’re trying to win the race
If you don’t believe me, wanna stay in the game
You gotta know who from the Heavens came
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Cause they’re singing in the church what they’re preaching in the street
If you wanna give em hell then you tell it from the steeple
But I’d rather be a priest so I can scream it to the people
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to vacate you’ll find
You won’t get too many tries
Love is the love of my life
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
Who do ya
Who do ya
Who do ya
Who do ya think that you are?
And though I had a plan
After that thief outran
Into another man
Who had no feet
I swear to god that day
That guy with no feet say
You got to walk my way
That’s how it’s planned
That’s when I thought “good grief”
J-Just ain’t my belief
Until I saw the holes
Inside his hand
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
Come on, come on, what you think about life?
Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife
You said to me, “no, that ain’t the plan”
With a smile on his face and the holes in his hand
Wise man tell ya what they’re reading from a scroll
But things kinda change when the story gets told
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Just to sing it in the church what they’re preaching in the street
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to vacate you’ll find
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
Good God Almighty, s’posed to be about love
You must’ve wished upon me by kissing the glove
I’m a high-stepping lover, sharp as a knife
I’m a pink flamingo on a great long life?
A wise man, poor man, beggar man too
You bet your bottom dollar but whatcha gonna do?
I can make up daylight jealous of the night
I try to play the game but I never get it right!
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to vacate you’ll find
When you wonder what’s up
With your half empty cup
Say tell him “don’t give up,
reach for the stars”
You think you’re so street wise
Just pray and close your eyes
Until we colonize
The moon and stars
But wouldn’t it be great
If we could wipe the slate
When we all live in hate
And all this fear
So please don’t call me “sir”
If you’re whole life’s a blur
And Mr. Bartender
Another beer
Sometimes it’s hard trying to keep up the pace
The train kept a rollin’ when you’re trying to win the race
If you don’t believe me, wanna stay in the game
You gotta know who from the Heavens came
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Cause they’re singing in the church what they’re preaching in the street
If you wanna give em hell then you tell it from the steeple
But I’d rather be a priest so I can scream it to the people
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to vacate you’ll find
You won’t get too many tries
Love is the love of my life
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
STREET JESUS
Who do ya
Who do ya
Who do ya
Who do ya think that you are?
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rocklud 2012.09.02. 15:58:10
Na ez mindent visz!
schjani 2012.09.02. 16:08:25
Nem rossz , de az ez előtt megjelent 5 dal sokkal jobb volt.
Jelenleg ez a legjobb : What Could Have Been Love
Jelenleg ez a legjobb : What Could Have Been Love
_Colos · http://keseiversek.blog.hu 2012.09.14. 10:14:42
Van ötletetek, miért nem hallok semmit, noha a hang maxon van mindenhol? Ja, és a hangfal be van kapcsolva... :)
rocklud 2012.09.14. 11:03:51
Elérhető még egyáltalán?
joeperry · http://joeperry.blog.hu/ 2012.09.14. 15:44:32
Nem tudom, mi lehet a gond, nálam szól rendesen.