Machine Head lyrics

Intro:

Nobody gonna take my car, I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car, it's gonna break the speed of sound
Ooh it's a killing machine it's got everything
Like a driwing power big fat tires everything

I love it and I need it I bleed it
Yeah it's a wild hurricane
Allright hold tight. I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my girl I'm gonna keep her to the end

Mary Long is a hypocrite
She does all the things that she tells us not to do
Selling filth from a corner shop
And knitting patterns to the high street queue
She paints roses, even makes them smell good
And then she draws titties on the khazy wall
Drowns kittens just to get a thrill
And writes sermons in the Sunday Chronicle

Somebody's shouting
Up at a mountain
Only my own words return
Nobody's up there
It's a deception
When will I ever learn?

CHORUS:

I'm alone here
With emptiness eagles and snow
Unfriendliness chilling my body
And whispering pictures of home

Wondering blindly
How can they find me
Maybe they don't even know
My body is shaking
Anticipating
The call of the black footed crow...

Somebody Somebody
Come to my side
I'm tired I'm crying
I'm sick inside
My woman that woman
Just wasn't right

CHORUS

Help me now please my friend
I never felt so bad before
Never never before

So funny so funny
Just like a show
One name two people
All in a row
Somebody Somebody
Someone must go

Chorus

I was hurt when I was younger
By a woman who was cold

We all came out to Montreaux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, the fire in the sky
Smoke on the water

They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out

Intro:

You're lazy Just stay in bed
You're lazy Just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread

If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
You don't want to live you don't want to cry no more

Harmonica solo:

Well my trying ain't done no good
I said my trying ain't done no good
You don't make no effort no not like you should

Black suede, don't mean you're good for me
Black suede, just brings your mystery
I want to be inside of you
But you're black and I don't know what to do
You're a smooth dancer
But it's alright
Cos I'm a freelancer
And you can never break me though you try
To make me think you're magical
Baby, you're the one who can never see the sun
Because it don't shine nightly

Can you remember remember my name
As I flow through your life
A thousand oceans I have flown
And cold spirits of ice
All my life
I am the echo of your past

I am returning the echo of a point in time
Distant faces shine
A thousand warriors I have known
And laughing as the spirits appear
All your life
Shadows of another day

And if you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand

Black suede, don't mean you're good for me
Black suede, just brings your mystery
I want to be inside of you
But you're black and I don't know what to do
You're a smooth dancer
But it's alright
Cos I'm a freelancer
And you can never break me though you try
To make me think you're magical
Baby, you're the one who can never see the sun
Because it don't shine nightly

We all came out to Montreaux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, the fire in the sky
Smoke on the water

They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out

Somebody's shouting
Up at a mountain
Only my own words return
Nobody's up there
It's a deception
When will I ever learn?

CHORUS:

I'm alone here
With emptiness eagles and snow
Unfriendliness chilling my body
And whispering pictures of home

Wondering blindly
How can they find me
Maybe they don't even know
My body is shaking
Anticipating
The call of the black footed crow...

Somebody Somebody
Come to my side
I'm tired I'm crying
I'm sick inside
My woman that woman
Just wasn't right

CHORUS

Help me now please my friend
I never felt so bad before
Never never before

So funny so funny
Just like a show
One name two people
All in a row
Somebody Somebody
Someone must go

Chorus

I was hurt when I was younger
By a woman who was cold

Mary Long is a hypocrite
She does all the things that she tells us not to do
Selling filth from a corner shop
And knitting patterns to the high street queue
She paints roses, even makes them smell good
And then she draws titties on the khazy wall
Drowns kittens just to get a thrill
And writes sermons in the Sunday Chronicle

Intro:

You're lazy Just stay in bed
You're lazy Just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread

If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
You don't want to live you don't want to cry no more

Harmonica solo:

Well my trying ain't done no good
I said my trying ain't done no good
You don't make no effort no not like you should

Intro:

Nobody gonna take my car, I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car, it's gonna break the speed of sound
Ooh it's a killing machine it's got everything
Like a driwing power big fat tires everything

I love it and I need it I bleed it
Yeah it's a wild hurricane
Allright hold tight. I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my girl I'm gonna keep her to the end