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Albums:

Metal Gear Solid, Vol. 3 Snake Eater (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Different Gear, Still Speeding (Beady Eye) · Top Gear Anthems 2008: Seriously Hot Driving Music (Hutchinson, Hutch) · High Gear (Steely & Clevie) · Provisions, Fiction and Gear (Moth) · Top Gear Driving Anthems (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Top Gear: Full Throttle (Hutchinson, Hutch) · In Full Gear (Stetsasonic) · Music for Walking: Get in Gear (Fit Factory) · John Peel Top Gear Session (5th November 1968) (Jethro Tull) – and 35 other albums »


What I see is all I've seen
In my sweetest sleep in dreams
What I feel is all I've felt
When by newborn babes I've knelt

What I know now is all
What I see is all I've seen
In my sweetest sleep in dreams
What I feel is all I've felt
When by newborn babes I've knelt

What I know now is all
Five gears in reverse
For girls looking at the big lift
Somebody send out for the night nurse
Please don`t stick me on the late shift
If you
Prognathous gears grind
So diligent and serrated they mesh
Toothed cogs churn
So trechant, against soft flesh
Worked to the bone
Up to the hilt,
machine was invented by McBean
But we all make up the parts
Cut us up and take our hearts

She's a gear, you're a cam, I'm a cog
She's a gear, you're
I'm your Testarosa. First gear
Watch me go, keep 'em in fear
Rumble, young man rumble
Brother won't fumble, muthafukas just crumble
Gaskets
Scum of us rinsed by a hard rain
The tar, the teeth & the gear
Yet no trail
All around the camp
And that is our game
To brag and complain
To guess who
on

Hey baby come on
Come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
So come on let's cruise ya got nothin' to lose
Baby come on

Now get yourself in gear
The tangled web is slowly woven by feeble leaders mankind's chosen
To satisfy their evil dreams the churning gears of war machines

With iron will
by bells. Go now.

Days I sleep, gears grind around me. Tell no one you saw me at all, go on. Go tell the minister I've gone. Go now.
always be mine
Did we crash and burn or make a wrong turn
Or run out of gasoline?
I lost you around 3rd gear and 17

In the blink of an eye high
Prognathous gears grind
So diligent and serrated they mesh
Toothed cogs churn
So trenchant, against soft flesh
Worked to the bone
Up
to a reflex.
Don't forget what the gears are used for, turning machines and moving parts.
Our anger is answered by questions we stop asking.
In steady rotation,
onginne? bugan.
Swift deadlic gear Stieppa? geond willan.
Ac eagan giet locia? Beorhtre gesih?e;
Heorte giet beate?.

'Strong-limbed he was born
This
The tangled web is slowly woven by feeble leaders mankind's chosen
To satisfy their evil dreams the churning gears of war machines

With iron will
a gigantic
Flesh and bone mechanization with it's gears all trying to turn
Independently of one
Another by design destined to run horribly amok.
Words and music by Roger Taylor
The machine of a dream
Such a clean machine
With the pistons a pumpin'
And the hub caps all gleam

When I'm
When you're calling ain't calling back to you
I'll be side stage, mouthing lines for you
Humiliated by age, terrified of youth
I got hope but my
If your machine might slip a gear
Push this button to help it clear 
Your time card says your name's Joe
But we'll call you 6-3-0 

[Chorus]
remembering?

These machines feed on the tears of broken lives and dying dreams
We're throwing wrenches in the gears
Our lives will not be lived in vain
the swing. 
I wanna read to you by acetylene light. 

Love transmission, gonna grind them gears I'm gonna burn it out. 
Love transmission, down low
by all your gears
I don't want to be no one else
I like it here, 'cause I like hell.
New Delhi at three A.M.
Just arrived by K.L.M.
Left the airport in the heat
In the bus strange people meet
Driving through the starless night
grind their gears 
On and on 
And if its meant 
Some accident 
Some coincidence 
Crumbs fall out of the sky 
When you wander by 
The dust clouds