Rockarama Equator (April 1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Wind it up, here comes the video It's that song again Turn it up, it's on the radio Charge me up, I got electric eyes I won't fall down Light me up Just like a christmas tree Or am I seeing things Wind it up, turn it up Charge me up, never stop Wind me up, plug me in, turn me on And give me rock'n'roll Give me rock'n'roll Strap me in to the rocket ship I'm headin' for the sun Tune me in to the mother ship I must be seeing things Wind it up, turn it up Charge me up, please don't stop Wind me up, plug me in, turn me on And give me rock'n'roll Rockarama, it's on the video Rockarama on my radio Rockarama on the stereo Give me rock'n'roll ... Plug me in jack to jack Pin me to the wall Hey leave that on, I'm on MTV Now I'm seein' things Wind it up, here comes that video It's that song again Turn me up, I'm on the radio Or am I hearing things Wind it up, turn it up Charge me up, don't you stop Wind me up, plug me in, turn me on Give me rock'n'roll Rockarama, it's on the video Rockarama on my radio Rockarama on the stereo Give me rock'n'roll Give me rock'n'roll Rockarama, it's on the video Rockarama on my radio Rockarama on my stereo Give me rock'n'roll ... Bad Blood Equator (April 1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Desperate man, desperate times Desperate heart Once she was mine Bad blood, cold sweat The more I give, the less I get She picked clean to the bone Black ice, danger zone Bad blood runs through her veins She's got bad blood She'll never change I held on long as I could But that girl - bad blood Perfect crimes, no clues That girl's just bad news I held on long as I could Bad girl, bad blood She cut clean to the bone Tight jeans, danger zone Girl's got bad blood ... Glass heart, fools gold Her blood is stone cold Held on long as I could But that girl's just no good She picked clean to the bone Black ice, danger zone Lost One Love Equator (April 1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums She's lost in the night She's out of my sight Gotta find her again She's out of my life Gotta find her again Will I ever see the daylight Will I ever see the sun Will I ever know the reason Like a shadow she's gone She's lost in the night Out of my sight Will I find her again Taken my life Have to find her again Will I ever see the daylight Will I ever see the dawn How can I ever find her She's just a shadow Missing person I don't know where she's gone Lost one love, last seen somewhere Walkin' away from the light Lost one love, somewhere last seen Walkin' into the night, she's gone Will I ever see the daylight Will I ever see the sun Can I ever know the reason Like a shadow, missing person I don't know where she's gone Lost one love, last seen somewhere Walkin' away from the light Lost one love, somewhere last seen Walkin' into the night She's lost in the night And I don't the reason Will I find her again She's out of my sight But I can't lose this feeling Will I find her again Angel Equator (April 1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Can't go to sleep without you Starring in my dreams I can't get you out of my head I close my eyes, you're always there I lock the door But you're comin' up the stairs Can't stay awake I know I have to try What will it take to stop you Walking in my sleep How can I break The hold you have on me Angel will you never Ever set me free Oh angel, I can't stop you Dancing on my bed You're an angel and I can't get you out of my head Angel, I can't stop you Walking in my sleep You're an angel and I can't Stop you starring in my dreams How come you're givin' me These technicolour dreams How can I get you out of my head I close my eyes, you're always there How can I get you out of my bed I lie awake, all I see is you I'm going crazy, what can I do Switch off the light Then you start to call I lock the door Now you're coming through the wall Angel, I can't stop you Dancing on my bed You're an angel and I can't get you out of my head Sweet angel, I can't stop you Walking in my sleep You're an angel and I can't Stop you starring in my dreams I can't stay awake much longer This feeling's getting stronger You must be an angel 'Cause I can't stop you Dancing on my bed You're an angel and I can't get you out of my head Angel, I can't stop you Walking in my sleep You're an angel and I can't Stop you starring in my dreams Sweet angel, I can't stop you Dancing on my bed You're an angel and I can't get you out of my head Angel, I can't stop you Walking in my sleep You're an angel and I can't Stop you starring in my dreams Sweet little angel eyes You're angle, angel Sweet little angel ... Holding On Equator (April 1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Lost, lost like a precious flame The ashes burn on The ghost of a love we had Tries to hold on, tries to hold on No communication All systems are down No new conversation Never a sound, never a sound What's the point in holdin' on When the spirit is gone, holdin' on What's the point in holdin' on When the spirit is gone Cold, cold as the empty night Deep in your eyes I know there's no truth, no light Only your lies, only your lies The circle's broken The damage is done The crystal lies Smashed on the floor Your presence has left me now Your spirit has gone The ghost of a love we had Tries to hold on, tries to hold on The circle's broken The damage is done So what's the point in holdin' on Party Time Equator (April 1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Party, party, party, it's party time Friday night, I'm on my way I'm steppin' out I've been working all day You better watch out 'Cause I'm on the streets tonight We'll it's party time, I'm all zipped up It's hot tonight and I'm ready for love Jack me up 'Cause I'm on the loose tonight I want a little action, some company No main attraction, no star on TV No long engagement Reach straight for the gun No permanent arrangement I just want some fun Party, gonna be a party Party, oh it's party time Well it's 9 o'clock, I'm all juiced up Gonna find a club Gonna get hooked up Where it's happy hour till 3 am She gave me 2 for 1 We made a deal She gave me 3 for 1 I'm thinkin' is this real I'll give you 4 to 1 If you let me drive you home She said I want some Action honey, company Physical attraction is Good enough for me No misconception I just want some fun No permanent arrangement As she reached for the gun Party, we're gonna have a party Party, she said this is party time Saturday, I'm on my way Steppin' out I've been sleeping all day You better watch out 'Cause I'm on the streets again We'll it's party time, I'm all zipped up I'm hot tonight And I'm ready for love Jack me up, I'm on the loose tonight I want some little action Some company No main attraction, no star on TV No long engagement Reach straight for that gun No permanent arrangement I just want some fun Party, gonna be a party Party, oh yes this is party time Party, gonna be a party Party, this is party time It's nine o'clock, I'm steppin' out I'm gonna find a club So you better watch out I'm lookin' for some fun I'm lookin' for a party Some physical attraction Should get me started Poor Little Rich Girl Equator (April 1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums You say you're gonna testify Lie away, lie away So you're gonna gun me down Go ahead, fire away You say you'll Bring the curtain down Turn around, walk away You're gonna close This theatre down Go ahead, stop the play Your money talks You pull the strings Someone waits in the wings You flick the switch, the dancer falls You deal the cards The dealer calls in your game Poor little rich girl, your money talks You pull the strings It's a shame, poor little rich girl Your money burns We all have wings You say you're gonna Leave this town, fly away, fly away So you gonna Shoot me down, go ahead Your money burns Your money stings Another song that no one sings Another script left on the floor Another face is shown the door In your game Poor little rich girl, your money talks You pull the strings It's a shame, poor little rich girl Your money burns We all have wings In the game, poor little rich girl It's easy come, it's easy go It's a shame, poor little rich girl You lock the door, close the show It's a game Skools Burning Equator (April 1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Skools burning, it's burning down Burning down, burning down Stand up, sit down Don't turn around Don't talk and don't smoke Don't laugh, no joke Too many rules, too many fools Gonna raise it to the ground We're gonna get high Light up the sky Gonna burn it down Yes sir, no sir, 3 bags full Speak up or shut up Backs to the wall Stand in line, take it outside See the soldiers march in time Rollin' out of bed, fallin' on my head I think I'll pull the pin Shape up, or ship out Your hair's too long Yes sir, no sir, the same old song Stay after time and Learn all your lines Or write 'em out a thousand times I heard what you said Bells in my head I think I'll pull the pin There's gonna be a party tonight People gonna come from miles There's gonna be a fire here tonight Gonna dance with the devil Till the dawn Dance with the devil till the dawn Stand up, sit down Don't turn around Don't talk, don't smoke Don't laugh, no joke Too many rules, too many fools Gonna raise it to the ground Gonna get high, light up the sky Gonna pull the pin Heartache City Equator (April 1985) Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Hit the city, hit the night Hit the club, sip the wine Just remember to leave on time Hit the red lights, check the girls You're steppin' into another world See the man, he'll spin you alive But just remember to leave on time Heartache, city of heartache city City of heartbreak pity Heartache city Crazy people in heartache city City of heartache city City of heartbreak pity Heartache city, it's a city of sin Check the star club, see the stars See the action In the back street bars Lookin' for love You're in the wrong place Tricks for kicks Can you stand the pace Heartache, city of heartache city City of heartbreak pity Heartache city Crazy people in heartache city City of heartache city City of heartbreak pity Heartache city Hit the city, hit the night Crazy people, neon light You pay your money It's no real crime But just remember to leave on time Night Of The Wolf Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Streets are full of rain Lightning cracks the sky Hear a lonely cry, eyes full of pain Searchin' in the darkness Eyes pierce the night Calling for her young one As she walks towards the light It's the night of the wolf Hear the cry of the wolf Streets paved with cold Night gives out a warning There's thunder in her heart And mother wolf is calling Searchin' in the shadows For the one she must save She cries out a prayer Like a song from beyond the grave The bells will toll No one will sleep tonight While she alone will Walk the streets tonight Sun begins to rise All the streets washed with rain Still hear her cries Eyes burnt with pain Returning to the twilight Betrayed by the night Screaming for her young one As she walks towards the light Backstage Girl Equator (April 1985) (out-take). Recorded at Equator sessions, single 'Rockarama' single b-side Peter Goalby /John Sinclair /Trevor Bolder /Lee Kerslake /Mick Box Peter Goalby - Lead Vocals Mick Box - Lead Guitars John Sinclair - Keyboards Trevor Bolder - Bass Lee Kerslake - Drums Wanna hear some music Wanna feel it Play it nice 'n' loud Will you be my sweetheart Come backstage Hang out with the crowd Guess who's back in town Her name is Lucille She knows the words To all the songs She talks in pictures Can't stand her tongue Lucille's back in town She loves to rock you She's goin' backstage Gonna steal my heart away Backstage girl, staged to love She's goin' backstage She's gonna burn away Burnin' my stage To steal my heart Wanna taste my lovin' Sure got candy rock'n'roll Will you be my angel Oh, Lucille of love Backstage girl in town She loves to rock you |