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BLUE OYSTER CULT





Tyranny and mutation

12 mp3 sur 61,5 Mo : 1h, 7'05''

Type Sortie Acquisition
CD Mars 1973 03/08/2001
The red & the black  ( - A. Bouchard - E. Bloo ...   04:24 
O.D.'d on life itself    ( - E. Bloom - A. Bouchar ...   04:47 
Hot rails to Hell    ( - J. Bouchard - )   05:11 
7 screaming Diz-Busters    ( - A. Bouchard - J. Bouc ...   07:01 
Baby ice dog    ( - A. Bouchard - E. Bloo ...   03:28 
Wings wetted down    ( - A. Bouchard - J. Bouc ...   04:12 
Teen archer  ( - D. Roeser - E. Bloom ...   03:57 
Mistress of the salmon salt    Mistress of the salmon sa ...   05:08 

Cities on flame with rock and roll  Live   04:44 
Buck's boogie   Buck Dharma   05:21 
7 screaming Diz-Busters    Live   14:00 
O.D.'d on life itself    Live   04:52 


Detail


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The red & the black 04:24
( - A. Bouchard - E. Bloom - S. Pearlman - )
Canadian Mounted, baby

Police force at work
Red and black
It's their color scheme
Get their man
In the end
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............It's all right

It's all right............Ah yeah my honies know it's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............Ah yeah baby knows it's all right
You'd kill, you'd maim....Ah, c'mon kill 'em
You'd kill, you'd maim....Look out

C'mon my husky

Frontenac Chateau baby
I cross the frontier at ten
I got a whip in my hand, baby
And a girl or a husky
At leather's end

It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............Ah yeah baby knows it's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............Yeah baby yeah it's all right
You'd kill, you'd maim....Ah, c'mon kill 'em now
You'd kill, you'd maim

Hornswoop me bungo pony on dogsled on ice
Make a dash for freedom baby
Don't skate on polar ice
It's too think to be sliced
By the light
Of long and white polar nights

It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............It's all right


It's all right............Yeah baby knows it's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............It's all right
It's all right............Yeah knows it's all right
You'd kill, you'd maim....Ah, c'mon kill 'em now
You'd kill, you'd maim....Maim 'em too
Ah, break it up
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O.D.'d on life itself 04:47
( - E. Bloom - A. Bouchard - J. Bouchard - S. Pearlman - )
How could I fool you I rest and assure you

Take it off from here and put you on the line, yeah
Your back to the pistol and iron bullets whistle
Landscape's open and the world is mine, it's still mine

OD'd on life, life itself
OD'd on life, life itself
OD'd on life itself

Writings appear on the wall
The curtains part and landscape fall
There the writings done in blood
Yeah, like a mummy's inscription and a bat wing tongue

Well then the mouth of the cave will open up wide
Wide as the world that's mine, it's mine, it's
Still mine

So don't you fear the trade in life
Life loves force but force loves life
This wedding by heaven was made up in hell
With the victim as bride and life, life itself

OD'd on life, life itself (repeat ad nauseam)
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Hot rails to Hell 05:11
( - J. Bouchard - )
Riding the underground

Swimming in sweat
A rumble above and below
Hey cop don't you know?
The heat's on alright
The hot summer day didn't quit for the night

1277 express to heaven
Speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven
Rumbles the steel like a dogfight
You caught me in it's spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn your eyes out

Blackened out eyes
Scratched on the wall
Stoned out looks from the crowd
The king will not know
On the wall it was said
The flash of his cards was sprayed with red

1277 express to heaven
Speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven
Rumbles the steel like a dogfight
You caught me in it's spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn your eyes out
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7 screaming Diz-Busters 07:01
( - A. Bouchard - J. Bouchard - D. Roeser - S. Pearlman - )
They held their heads with laughs of pain 

They learned from men who'd just refrain
From glancing at a mirror's face

Seven screaming diz-busters
Who lurked behind the rose
Cast iron for a bloodstream
And ice behind their eyes

On each and all those holy nights
When dusters dust becomes the sale
And Lucifer the light
The light

They're long so long this time of year
When stars be crossed by twirling fear
You don't suppose I'd prove surprised

Seven screaming diz-busters
Should go the route and die
Without that warmth they've learned to crave
With hardened smiles and evil signs

Bury me near the secret cove
So they'll not know the way
Bury me there behind the rose
So they'll not rile my grave
I'll not reveal whose name still lost

Well their laughs of pain
And their harder smiles
And their rigid arms
And their evil signs
Yeah, the longer days ah, the longer nights
Oh, yeah the longer
Yeah, they're longer still

On each and all those holy nights
When dusters dust becomes the sale
And Lucifer the light
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Baby ice dog 03:28
( - A. Bouchard - E. Bloom - P Smith - )
I had this bitch you see

She made lies to me
Her deceit ah, it gave me a chill
But I found out now
That baby, that baby ice dog

She said we would wed
In Mongolian country
Lilies shoot free
But she was a-stoning me
In the mountains, no
Her intent it was all too clear
All too clear

It was quite a sin
How the ice caved in
I was numb
I could not assist
Baby ice went down
To the cold cold cold ground
I said "Baby...that's the breaks"

Turn me around like broke down hound now
Crossing me once too often
Now she's bound for a lower station
She crossing me once too often

Hey baby, don't cross me, baby
I'm bad

And now the ladies all fear this Mongolian man
With ice down his face
You know I get involved
In unnatural acts
With the aid of my cold cold stare

They'd like to make it
With my big black dog
But they just don't know how to ask
You know they'd like to try
Anything that comes into their minds

Ahh, Freeze on now, baby

Freeze on freeze on freeze on bone to bone
Freeze on freeze on freeze on
Freeze on freeze on freeze on bone
Freeze on freeze on freeze on freeze on
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Wings wetted down 04:12
( - A. Bouchard - J. Bouchard - )
Flights of black horseman 

Soar o'er the churches
Pursued by an army of birds in the rain

None of them can see the clouds
The polished wings don't care
Animal waves through the hazy
Dreams full of pain

Wings wetted down
Stumbling on the ground
It all turns around
In the end, the end, the end

The voices sound deadly
Sometimes I hear
Echoes of empires
Spread throughout the sky

Wings wetted down
Stumbling on the ground
It all turns around
In the end, the end, the end

Flights of black horseman
Soar o'er the churches
Pursued by an army of birds in the rain

Wings wetted down
It all turns around
It all turns around
In the end, the end, the end
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Teen archer 03:57
( - D. Roeser - E. Bloom - R. Meltzer - )
She got less than you or I

She got less than me
She got less than you or I
She got less than me

She get
She get
Tired
She gets tired

She got more than you or I
She got more than me
She got more than you or I
She got more than me

She get
She get
Wild
She gets wild

Ballin' all night ballin' all day
She won't ball on me
Ballin' all night ballin' all day
She won't ball on me

She will
She will
Smile
She will smile
She will laugh
She will die
She don't care

Cryin' all night, cryin' all day
She will cry for me
Cryin' all night, cryin' all day
She will cry for me

She will
She will
Smile
She will smile
She will laugh
She will die
She don't care
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Mistress of the salmon salt 05:08
Mistress of the salmon salt (Quickline girl)

( - A. Bouchard - S. Pearlman - )
In the garden district 

Where the plants grow strong and tall
Behind the bush there lurks a girl
Who makes them strong and tall
The villagers call her
Quicklime girl........Behind her back
Quicklime girl........Behind the bush
Quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt
Quicklime girl
Quicklime girl
Quicklime girl

In the fall when plants return
By harvest time she knows the score
Ripe and ready to the eye
Yet rotten somehow to the core
And they call her
Quicklime girl........Behind her back
Quicklime girl........Behind the bush
Quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt
Quicklime girl
Quicklime girl
Quicklime girl

A harvest of life a harvest of death
One body of life one body of death
And when you've gone and choked to death
With laughter and a little step
I'll prepare the quicklime, friend
For your ripe and ready grave
For your ripe and ready grave

It's springtime now and cares subside
And the planning's almost done
And fertile graves it seems exist
Within a mile of that Duke's joint
Where Coast Guard crews still take their leave
Quite listless in the sun
And the quicklime girl still plies her trade
The reduction of the many from the one
And they call her
Quicklime girl........Behind her back
Quicklime girl........Behind the bush
Quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt
Quicklime girl
Quicklime girl........They call her
Quicklime girl

A harvest of life, a harvest of death
Resumes its course each day
It comes as if by schedule
A harvester lifts his arms to the rain
And toes that crawl
And knees that jerk
And necks like swans that seem to turn
As if inclined to gasp or pray
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