"Not available in your country" it says. Hmm.. Greetings from Greece 

Please go on tour again. Ive never seen you guys

The enemy of man is his own decay. If they're evil  now then evil they will stay.

Aumente o volume e ouça as bandas que estão com tudo no rock! Foto: Jack White

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Delta Kream

Poor Boy a Long Way From Home

Hole in the Sky

Hole In The Sky (2021 Remaster)

Oasis Knebworth 1996

Champagne Supernova (Live at Knebworth, 11 August '96)

Boom (The Crystal Method Remix)

Boom (The Crystal Method Remix) (2021 Remaster)

Fear Of The Dawn

Taking Me Back

All I do is watch TV
Spend everyday so carefree
I feel like it's raping my mind
I think I'm getting slower everyday
My mind is intertwined with the TV screen
All i wanna do is... 

All I wanna do is watch TV
ooo ooo
All I wanna do is watch TV
ooo ooo

Doing schoolwork totally blows
All I wanna do is watch my shows
all alone sitting in the dark
Watching some motherfuckin south park
My brain is rotting
It's clotting my mind
All I wanna do is...

All I wanna do is watch TV
ooo ooo
All I wanna do is watch TV
ooo ooo

Lyrics:

Steel rain falls on a world gone numb,
Engines scream with a thunderous hum.
Built from fire, raised by pain,
Gasoline heart, lightning in our veins.
Every mile’s a lesson burned,
Every scar’s a truth we've earned.
No halo, no saving grace,
Just grit and pride in a dirty face.
We don’t beg, we don’t break,
We live loud for our own sake.
No surrender, no empire,
Project Sixty-six...was baptized in fire.

We are the storm...we are the sound,
Grit in the gears, boots on the ground.
Blood and iron, heart and sin,
Fall, then rise, and fight again.
Raise your horns, your fists, your pride,
Project sixty-six won’t step aside.
From the dirt to the neon pit,
This is war...and we’re built for it.

Engines growl like a warning sign,
Lightning rides the battle line.
Smoke and steel, the call is loud,
No silence here...just war and crowd.
We bled the truth, we earned our name,
Turned the pain into our flame.
You can chain a man but not his will,
We keep rolling, rolling still.
Every bridge we burn, we light,
Every wound becomes our fight.
We are noise, we are breath,
We live loud...we laugh with death.

We are the storm...we are the sound,
Grit in the gears, boots on the ground.
Blood and iron, heart and sin,
Fall, then rise, and fight again.
Raise your horns, your fists, your pride,
Project sixty-six won’t step aside.
From the dirt to the neon pit,
This is war...and we’re fucking built for it.

I been down in the dirt, face full of glass,
Fought through hell with a boot in my ass.
Ain’t no mercy in the eyes of fate,
You bleed, you crawl, you retaliate.
They call it pride, I call it proof,
Every scar’s a goddamn truth.
Loyalty’s inked, not spoken cheap,
You don’t fake love, you earn it deep.
I’ve lost brothers, I’ve buried pain,
Still I stand, unchained, insane.
I’ve seen halos crack in the light,
I’ve seen cowards talk but never fight.
I’ve been used, bruised, kicked, and burned,
But every lesson...fucker, I learned.
We ain’t built for your soft-ass game,
We’re forged in fire, baptized in flame.
No suits, no saints, no silver spoons,
Just diesel hearts and rebel tunes.
So here’s my creed, loud and clear:
You fuck with mine, you disappear.
This ain’t talk, this ain’t hype,
This is blood, this is life.
We rise, we fight, we never quit,
We’re the goddamn storm, so deal with it.

Whiskey, hot steel, and broken dreams,
Life’s a grind of shattered schemes.
No labels, no chains, no lies, no fear,
Only the truth when the end draws near.
Every riff’s a battle cry,
Every line's where the bullets fly.
Load that groove and let it scream,
We’re the nightmare in your dream.
Ain’t no saints, just sinners that win,
Raise that flag...let's fucking begin.

We are the storm...we are the sound,
Grit in the gears, boots on the ground.
Blood and iron, heart and sin,
Fall, then rise, and fight again.
Raise your horns, your fists, your pride,
Project sixty-six won’t step aside.
Born in dirt, we live for this shit,
This is war...and we’re built for it.

We are the storm...we are the sound,
Grit in the gears, boots on the ground.
Blood and iron, heart and sin,
Fall, then rise, and fight again.
Raise your horns, your fists, your pride,
Project sixty-six won’t step aside.
From the dirt to a world of shit
This is war...we’re fucking built for it.

"Project sixty-six...is blood, dirt, and grit."

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