Top 10 Index general Disques / ordre alphabetique Aléatoire Chansons 🌐

Hard rock

BLUE OYSTER CULT





Club Ninja

9 mp3 sur 41,5 Mo : 44'10''

Type Sortie Acquisition (Occasion)
CD Decembre 1985 17.12.2002
White flags  ( - Leggatt Bros. - )   04:55 
Dancin' in the ruins  ( - Larry Gottlieb - Jaso ...   04:02 
Rock not war  ( - Bob Halligan, Jr. - )   03:55 
Perfect water  ( - Donald Roeser - Jim C ...   04:58 
Spy in the house of the night  ( - Donald Roeser - Richa ...   04:05 
Beat'em up  ( - Bob Halligan, Jr. - )   03:21 
When the war comes    ( - Joe Bouchard - Sandy ...   06:25 
Shadow warrior  ( - Eric Bloom - Donald R ...   05:29 
Madness to the method    ( - Donald Roeser - Dick ...   07:00 


Detail


 🠹 
White flags 04:55
( - Leggatt Bros. - )
Hold me close, don't fear my body. The flesh is weak, in need of touching.

Your hands are hungry for want of knowing.
Your eyes are closed, but still they're showing.
Light the white flags of surrender.
The war is over, the battle's ended.
Like the snowflake in my hand that's melting,
Can't you feel my love?
Can't? Can't you feel my love?
Waiting to be touched? Can't you feel my love?
Like the sky touches the sea, arising, we will be.
Can't you feel my love?

In my arms no fear of falling - we can share my gravity.
See how time will stop forever,
The moment that our eyes do meet.
Light the white flags of surrender.
The war is over, the battle's ended.
Like the snowflake in my hand that's melting,
Can't you feel my love?
Can't? Can't you feel my love?
Waiting to be touched? Can't you feel my love?
Like the moon touches the sun, an eclipse then we'll be gone.
Can't you feel my love?

Capture my senses.
Ravage my perception.
Take me! Take me! Away! Away! Love!

Hold me close, don't fear my body. The flesh is weak, in need of touching.
Your hands are hungry for want of knowing.
Your eyes are closed, but still they're showing.
Light the white flags of surrender.
The war is over, the battle's ended.
Like the snowflake in my hand that's melting,
Can't you feel my love?
Can't? Can't you feel my love?
Waiting to be touched? Can't you feel my love?
Like the sky touches the sea, arising, we will be.
Can't you feel my love?
Love, can't you feel my love?
Can't you feel my love? Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
Can't you? Can't you feel my love?
Love! Love! Can't you feel my love?
 🠹 

 🠹 
Dancin' in the ruins 04:02
( - Larry Gottlieb - Jason Scanlon - )
Tomorrow soon turns into yesterday.

Everything we see just fades away.
There's sky and sand where mountains used to be.
Time drops by a second to eternity.
It doesn't matter if we turn to dust;
Turn and turn and turn we must!
I guess I'll see you dancin' in the ruins tonight!
Dancin' in the ruins!
Guess I'll see you dancin' in the ruins tonight!

There's laughter where I used to see your tears.
It's all done with mirrors, have no fears.
There's nothing pure or sacred in our time.
The nights we spent together are no crime.
It doesn't matter if we turn to dust;
Turn and turn and turn we must!
I guess I'll see you dancin' in the ruins tonight!
Dancin' in the ruins!
Guess I'll see you dancin' in the ruins tonight!

Like marble statues all with gold inlaid
In castles built of silence, let os play.
Even though our skulls ride in our flesh.
We can build a laser, tear the mesh.
It doesn't matter if we turn to dust;
Turn and turn and turn we must.
I guess I'll see you dancin' in the ruins tonight! Dancin' in the ruins!
Guess I'll see you dancin' in the ruins tonight! Dancin' in the ruins!
Guess I'll see you dancin' in the ruins tonight! Dancin' in the ruins!
Guess I'll see you dancin' in the ruins tonight!
Dancin' in the ruins!
 🠹 

 🠹 
Rock not war 03:55
( - Bob Halligan, Jr. - )
Moments of pleasure, in a world of pain.

Working together, only to fight again.
If we wait for the world leaders to decide, who will die first?
So don't wait no more!
Tell me, make rock not war! What are we dying for?
Rock not war! Nobody wins!
Rock not war! What are we trying for?
And the fools rush in, don't they,
For the grand beginning of the end!

Pulses are racing. You know the blade may fall.
Destinies tracing. I sing to a great star-fall.
And you know there's a real answer, but they won't let it be told.
We've heard the lies before!

Tell me, make rock not war! What are we dying for?
Rock not war! Nobody wins!
Rock not war! What are we trying for?
And the fools rush in, don't they,
For the grand beginning of the end!

The hourglass turns over, and time is running low.
Will the sandman's pollen bring sleep before we know?

Yeah, you know there's a real answer, and we've died more than been told.
So don't wait no more!
Tell me, make rock not war! What are we dying for?
Rock not war! Nobody wins!
Rock not war! What are we trying for?
And the fools rush in, don't we,
For the grand beginning of the end!

Make rock not war!
Make rock not war!
Make rock not war!
Make rock not war!
Make rock not war!
 🠹 

 🠹 
Perfect water 04:58
( - Donald Roeser - Jim Carroll - )
Perfect water - the dark wind braids the waves.

The crazed birds raid the trees. Is this our destiny?
To join our hands at sea - and slowly sink, and slowly think:
This is perfect water, passing over me.

Do you know Jacques Cousteau when they said on the radio
That he hears bells in random order, deep beneath the perfect water?
Love! That is frightening, but still so inviting.
To drown inside a sound that lay so far underground.
And to think... And to think:
This is perfect water, passing over me.

To flow inside the spiral tide;
To drown my eyes like a blind ride.
And to cross the perils of black water -
It waits for me like mother and daughter.
A life of perfect order! A strange and perfect water!
A life of perfect order! A strange and perfect water!

Perfect water. I dream this dream within the deep and warm Gulf Stream.
Where two blocks of ice melt into my hands like dice,
And I roll seven on the floor of the sea!
And I roll seven on the floor of the sea!
And I feel the perfect water, washing over me.

To flow inside the spiral tide;
To drown my eyes like a blind ride.
And to cross the perils of black water -
It waits for me like mother and daughter.
A life of perfect order! A strange and perfect water!
A life of perfect order! A strange and perfect water!
A life! A strange!
A life! A strange!

[Instrumental]
 🠹 

 🠹 
Spy in the house of the night 04:05
( - Donald Roeser - Richard Meltzer - )
I, I have no church or philosophy.

I've never known or told a joke in sin.
I smoke in bed. I smoke instead.
I know the in's and out's of smoke.

And where there's smoke, there's fire, the flip side of desire.
And if it's true, it can't be you, it might as well be me.
A spy in the house of the fire; a fire in the house of the night.
A white-hot dark-black rendezvous.
I'll see you there tonight!
I'll see you there tonight!

I've never been to Spain nor to Germany.
I'll never know my way around the city of Gorky.
I've made love in halls. I fell in love in malls.
I'd love to love you in the dark.

And when it's dark, it's night, the flip side of delight.
So, if, in fact, it can't be wrong, well, then, it must be right.
A spy in the house of the fire; a fire in the house of the night.
A white-hot dark-black rendezvous.
I'll see you there tonight!
I'll see you there tonight!

[Instrumental]

And when it's dark, it's night, the flip side of delight.
So, if, in fact, it can't be wrong, well, then it must be right.
A spy in the house of the fire; a fire in the house of the night.
A white-hot dark-black rendezvous.
I'll see you there tonight!
I'll see you there tonight!
I'll see you there tonight!
 🠹 

 🠹 
Beat'em up 03:21
( - Bob Halligan, Jr. - )
Come with me! Ready or not!

You got to jump to the music!
Come with me! It's gonna get hot!
You got the rhythms to use it!
Not everybody cooperates, and I'll say if they wanna play rough:
Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up!

Come with me! And reach for the sky!
Get your fists up where I can see 'em!
Come with me! Dead or alive!
Hey! I want to hear everybody screaming!
Some people got a bad attitude, and I'll say if they wanna act tough:
Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up!

You take a lickin'; keep on kickin';
This fight we both can win!
We'll stop sockin' when you stop rockin'!
You don't give up, you just give in!

Not everybody cooperates, and I'll say if they wanna act tough:
Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up!
Beat 'em up! You know you got to beat 'em up!
Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up!
Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up!
 🠹 

 🠹 
When the war comes 06:25
( - Joe Bouchard - Sandy Pearlman - )
"When the bones of our oppressors have turned to dust;

And the cause that we serve rules the world.
In a vision, visitation, all hail the revolution!"

A vision of evo-, revolution.
Armies of the past retreat in the wake of revolution.
A journey to the country of the fourth admission,
A spectacle of awakening light.
The soldiers are baffled but still they fight.

Creator; destroyer; victory; defeat;
I did not come to bring a sleep.
Black flag; red flag; space and time;
The future is my mind.

Judgement day descends upon us after the revolution.
The purge has come to set you free;
On the lips, the light called Truth.
A modest time for victory.
Energy imprisoned will make itself free.

[Instrumental]

Creator; destroyer; victory; defeat;
I did not come to bring a sleep.
Black flag; red flag; space and time;
The future is my mind.

When the war comes... When the war comes...
When the war comes... When the war comes...
War comes... When the war comes...

[Instrumental]
 🠹 

 🠹 
Shadow warrior 05:29
( - Eric Bloom - Donald Roeser - Eric Van Lustbader - )
I have no home. I live within my mind.

I have no one. No one I'm bringing up to the sky with me.

No weapon - I carry no sword, only my hands to protect me.
No laws - I obey no laws; my spirit is righteous and free.
Her face, the image of a thousand wonders.
A bridge between today and yesterday.
If I pull her close what will the spirit say?

I have no home. I live within my mind.
I have no one. No one I'm bringing up to the sky with me.

Her face, the image of a thousand stars.
A bridge between tomorrow and today.
If we destroy one another, dawn will never break the day.

Day breaks, but there is no light.
In my mind, a voice calling.
Spirit singing, a song of the ages.
Depend on today, like father's honor,
She has come to take it away!

[Instrumental]

I see - my life has flashed as the star meets my head.
Body of an angel, with the strength of ten men;
Through the trees, dark as a raven, black hair flying -
The justice of Heaven.

I have no home. I live within my mind.
I have no one, no one. My spirit is righteous and free.
No weapon - I carry no sword, only my hands to protect me.
No laws - I obey no laws; without honor, you'll never be free.

[Instrumental]
 🠹 

 🠹 
Madness to the method 07:00
( - Donald Roeser - Dick Trismen - )
A rock through a window never comes with a kiss.

Rhyme and a reason never argue with a fist.
There's a time for discussion and a time for a fight.
It's the time in the season for a maniac at night.

There's a lot to be said for a blow to the head.
So come on! Make a show! Turn it on! Let it go!
Put some madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!]
We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
We want madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!]
We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
We don't care as long as there's some madness!

The member's only lacking with the stage cologne.
Try to pacify the jackal at the watering hole.
The boys want to mix in with the girls at the bar.
And the dream doesn't wait when there's no one in the car.

Babe, is there a mission to destroy your inhibitions?
So come on! Get some show! Hang it out! Rock and roll!
Put some madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!]
We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
We want madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!]
We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
We don't care as long as there's some madness!

[Instrumental]

It's a hormone war zone - boys are out for a fight;
Wenches in the trenches on a Saturday night.
Stick it here, stick it there; get it out of sight.
It's the time in the season for the nasty things at night.

Put some madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!]
We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
We want madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!]
We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
[Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
[Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
[Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
[Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]
[Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!]

[Instrumental]
 🠹