(Blackmore/Coverdale). . Comin' out of Nowhere. Drivin' like rain. Stormbringer dance. On the thunder again. Dark cloud gathering. Breaking the day. No point running.
(Blackmore/Glover). . You don't know what's happening, you want. to go home. But there's nowhere to hide. You walk out on stage, your first time alone.
There is no master plan. There is no hologram for you. And now I understand. There's nothing else that I would do. Outside your seven walls. There is no peace at all.
Night after night, you're out on the street. Just like a stray cat on the prowl. Down in the neon, the hustle and the heat. You got a need to fill somehow.
All of the time I've been singin' to you. I've been tryin' to deal with somethin'. You can't be serious, did I just say that?. Oh my god, I'm a walking prissy.
Are you the legendary?. Are you the keeper of the flame?. Can you be more specific?. . I mean you've made a difference. I mean I think you struck a cord.
Soul mate, before you close the blinds. Look at the blue Los Angeles sky. Breathe in the palm trees floating by. Did you ever dream you'd live a life so charmed?.
In one fell swoop. You shattered my world today. And if I had a hammer. I'd nail you shut. . Your words may save me. Choose them wisely. Watch your phrasing.
Spin, spin, spin my little darling. Spin, spin, spin my little babe. Stay in the garden; let your mind tarry. Dance to the sunlight, smell the strawberry. Spin..
A million lies that now define. Us all together. A new ideal, all so real. Like I remember. . And sometimes I. Get lost in time. Sometimes I fear. I'm lost in here.
Amidst a smile like the setting sun. Red sequined dress that could kill anyone. The music moves you like good poetry. I wish I lacked this anonymity. It strikes me funny when you mouth the words.
Still gotta lotta love (8x). . Much love for my man Lyor. Keep rockin' dem beats and gettin' hotties on the floor. And much love for my man Danny Boy.
Still gotta lotta love. Still gotta lotta love. Still gotta lotta love. Still gotta lotta love. . Still gotta lotta love. Still gotta lotta love. Still gotta lotta love.
You look good, shut the door. If I get mine, you'll get yours. (Ah leave the lights on). Girl, if I get mine then you'll get yours. . Baby, bounce to my rhythm, I be radiatin static.
Alright, now. Boom sha lock lock boom. Boom sha lock lock boom. Boom sha lock lock boom. Boom sha lock lock boom. . I kicks the flava, like Steven King writes horror.
I'll get your dome piece open just like a New York deli. I'm mad cool like Garth Manzarelli. You've seen 'em on the tele with Ralph "The Mouth". I rock the east, west, north, and the south.
[Everlast]. Back in black, who's the mack?. Sittin' on the back of the Cadillac. . [Danny Boy]. It's the D motherfucker better pass me the mic. So I can rock on and drop the styles I write.
Yeah, you are my love. Check it out. . Yeah, baby, whoa, ooh. Baby, only you can touch my soul. To feel a feelin' that words cannot express. Lost in deepest of love like Heaven above.
The house of pain. The house of pain. The house of pain. . Yo, the time has come. For everyone to clean up their own backyard. Before they go knocking on their neighbor's door.
It's a conspiracy,. A cold war in the heart's of men,. I opened up my eyes,. How I wish I could close them again,. Who is the sentinel?. Who keeps the peace when the dogs run free?.