The Visitor – 2009 – |
Phil Mogg – Vocals
Vinnie Moore – Lead Guitar
Paul Raymond – Keyboards, Rhythm Guitar
Andy Parker – Drums
Peter Pichl – Bass Guitar
Additional musicians:
Martina Frank – Backing Vocals on “Living Proof & Forsaken”
Melanie Newton – Backing Vocals on on “The Waterfront & Forsaken”
Olaf Senkbeil – Backing Vocals on
'Stop Breaking Down', 'Saving Me',
'Hell Driver' & 'On The Waterfront' |
Saving Me Phil Mogg/Vinnie Moore Some men come from nothing Some men will not bend Some will do the bleeding Til the bitter end If I was an angel I could make it rain Up upon the wild wild wood Like brother Cain Some men come from nothing Some men will not bend Some will do the bleeding Til the bitter end If I was an angel I could make it rain Down on the wild wild wood Like brother Cain And the devils and the clowns Whiskey rye and cinders She's the one Save me from falling Come and save my mortal soul Save me from drowning Oh baby I don't know Which way to go No one comes to see me No one knows my name I'm the lonely stranger A visitor by name No no no Turn me around Whisky Rye and ginger Devil wears a crown My only crime is sinning I'm homeward bound Hold me tighter before I drown Save me from falling Come and save my mortal soul Save me from drowning And save my mortal soul Sometimes baby now I gotta hear you calling Save me from falling Come and save my mortal soul Save me from drowning And save my mortal soul If you find some error in the lyrics, would you please |
On The Waterfront Paul Raymond Ever the dreamer baby Well I don't need nobody I don't need no girl Going back to party town Going way back in the sun I see trouble coming I'd watch your back I see blood a-running Down on the waterfront Marlon and me Out on on the waterline Skipping stones to the sea Down on the waterfront Marlon and me Out on on the waterline Skipping stones to the sea Well I've sold out forever Sold my bit of peace I got lost in something babe All that paint and grease I see trouble coming I'd watch your back I see blood a-running Down on the waterfront Marlon and me Out on on the waterline Tossing stones to the sea Down on the waterfront Just you and me Just rolling stones now Toss them out sea |
Hell Driver Phil Mogg/Vinnie Moore Now picture this Here's a story God rides down to Mexico Got no friends and no one I know A cactus sign at the end of the street A mariachi and a one way beat Hey hell driver looking for a midnight rider Baby stuck down in Mexico all night Hey hell driver looking for a midnight rider All night all night long Chiquita all night long Music plying Flamenco beat There's a cactus sign on my street Hey Hombre let me take you home Sweet Chiquitas all alone Hey hell driver looking for a midnight rider No lo bebas Tequila Not tonight Hey hell driver looking for a midnight rider All night long My Chiquita Oh baby baby Can I please come home I got a pocket full here now of pretty pretty stones I sold my soul down in Puerto Viato last week Down on my luck I ain't got a winning streak Stuck inside a roadhouse I got a midnight tan Sold my soul in Puerto Viato anything I can Here in my darkness I can feel the rain Sitting in this jailhouse Come on baby feel the pain |
Stop Breaking Down Phil Mogg/Vinnie Moore Just leave another message Pin it on your door Don’t hold your breath boy She don’t live here no more The telephones disconnected Papers fall out the box The manager won’t speak to me Someone’s changed the locks Stop breaking down Lisa don’t live here no more Stop breaking down She’s will always be your beautiful She’s in every hotel room It looks and smells the same One night in Simi Valley Was washed up in the rain The cell phones ringing dead There’s no one here to call I ring missing persons now They turn me to the wall Stop breaking down Lisa don’t live here no more Stop breaking down She’s was always your beautiful Stop breaking down Lisa don’t live here no more Stop breaking down She’s was always your beautiful |
Rock Ready Phil Mogg/Vinnie Moore Call me the king of Memphis You can call me at Tupelo Rose This here guitar is singing now Like the Mississippi flows It ain’t about the money It aint’t about the fame This is the rock There ain’t no chain You can put me down You can help me up I’m used to living on self made luck I’m rock ‘n’ roll ready Behind the driving wheel Tupelo to Tennessee No petticoats or thrills I’m rock ‘n’ roll ready Behind the driving wheel I cut my teeth on the old steel mill The lights go up The stage comes down I’m undefeated Who’s gonna wear my crown I’m going to Hollywood to sell my vest I’m gonna do what I do best It ain’t about the money It aint’t about the fame This is the rock There ain’t no chain You can put me down You can help me up I’m used to living on self made luck I’m rock ‘n’ roll ready Behind the driving wheel Tupelo to Tennessee No petticoats or thrills I’m rock ‘n’ roll ready Behind the driving wheel Plays like an old saw mill |
Living Proof Phil Mogg/Vinnie Moore Rock this down Ruff this place I see sugar all over your face She jives softly She jives mine She make love like a capital crime Hand me down my shiny shoes And mohair suit that’s news I’m giving up my weekend I’m fixing up a fuse Give me up molasses Put me on the roof Call me Barumba I’m a living proof Shake Shake Shake this town I jump willy I jump mine I jump baby she can spin on a dime Cool her up or you can cool her down She move me crazy She do the brown Murder of crows The laying on of hands Driving the dead zone With no map or plans Give me up molasses Put me on the roof Call me Barumba I’m a living proof Shake Shake Shake this town Walk any mountain I don’t care Big brown bear He ain’t going nowhere You made some sugar on it Show me the walk Give me that sweet southern talk |
Can't Buy A Thrill Phil Mogg/Vinnie Moore This prayer is for wisdom This one here's for grace In peter's land of never never Exploding stars and space Candy's gone into hiding Sandy's out on bail Out in the open market now Everything's for sale If the girls and drugs don't get you The liquor surely will This one's for jody Can't buy a thrill If this old world don't beat you I swear on my last pill Can't get around much Can't buy a thrill It's cold in english winter It's cold in english sun Curled up tight in my room With old steely gun Photos and paper cuttings Adorn the walls and floor The telephones rings endlessly No one answers anymore If the girls and drugs don't get you The liquor surely will This one's for jody Can't buy a thrill If this old world don't beat you I swear on my last pill Can't get around much Can't buy a thrill No one coming by much No one coming here Only the wild eyed stranger Trading on my fear Out across the distance Beating on my door I hear mamas footsteps now Bolting up the door |
Forsaken Paul Raymond Well I guess I never saw it coming Guess I never had a chance Now I see your love light Fading baby Didn’t ever think I’d lose your romance Baby I’ve always loved you Maybe I could’ve shown you more The kids the house and everything Pushed you to walking out the door This empty house This empty room The still and quiet There’s no more moon The traffic sounds pass the freeway sign Another drink I’m losing time Hold her tightly and don’t let her go Hold her forever Just let it show The daily chore the daily news The daily work the daily blues The days the months the months to year Until I see the dying tears Was a little belief and I know I am Looking for a miracle The sands of time is running out A little world a little doubt Hold her forever Just let it show Hold her tightly and don’t let her go This empty house This empty room The still and quiet There’s no more moon The traffic sounds pass the freeway sign Another drink I’m losing time The daily chore the daily news The daily work the daily blues The days the months the months to year Until I see the dying tears |
Villains & Thieves Paul Raymond Two guns went down to Texas Got two guns on the run This town is full of money honey That’s how the West was won Ain’t nothing but money Money is the honey Gonna take it and run run run A suitcase full of money Lulu’s earrings through her nose Tattoos say come love me now Wearing her mama’s wedding clothes Villains and Thieves Honky tonk jam in a moonshine can Villains and Thieves Cowboys with cars Mamas playing a tune on my guitar I’ve got a black diamond Cadillac Mama’s painting her toes I’ve got the world sitting at my feet Sharp shoes and a brand new nose Villains and Thieves It's a honky tonk jam in a moonshine can Villains and Thieves Cowboys with cars Mamas playing on my old guitar Semprini sings tonight He has magic hands He’s sings like a bird now And he’s going to go down the pan Villains and Thieves Honky tonk jam in a moonshine can Villains and Thieves Cowboys with cars Mamas playing Villains and Thieves Honky tonk jam in a moonshine can Villains and Thieves Cowboys with cars Mamas playing a tune on my |
Stranger In Town Robert Barth/Andy Parker Mr. Walking tall This is an early call Its judgement day Mr. Talking fool All roads lead to you There gonna be hell to pay If the fish don’t eat you Oh the money will If I don’t beat you Someone will There’s a stranger in town There’s a stranger in town Mr. Shoestring He’s the class There’s a 3 57 Gonna shove it up your Mr. High Society Swinging from a tree now Hanging ona gibbet Mr. Walking talk His accomplices Everybody’s here Take no blow Everybody’s at the party Everybody knows your name So sweet the hangman’s singing Sometimes you gotta fall Down down down Everybody’s at the party Everybody knows your name So sweet the hangman’s singing This time I know your game You gotta kill the now |
Dancing With St. Peter Bonus track on 2009 Edition Phil Mogg/Jeff Kollman/Shane Gaalaas Lyrics missing |
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