She walked in the door
On a Saturday night
Threw her coat on the couch
And stood under the light
"I know you from somewhere"
Somewhere unknown
"You know what I'm sayin'"
She said "I don't know"
You look so fine
With blood on your skirt
Wanna chase you 'round the table
Wanna make you hurt
Put the needle on my record
And stood up from the chair
She's an angel from the darkness
With a jet black stare
Thickness in the air
At a quarter to ten
Places my hands on her hips
And she spoke again
"You look like a man
That I'd like to steal"
Pleasures come with measures
From her sex appeal
Dance the night away
Stood over my body
With a bowie knife
Smile for the camera
You're paying for your crimes
Combining crooned murder ballads with raw, angsty hard rock hooks, Melbourne's The Ugly Kings are a wrecking crew well worth watching. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 15, 2021
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Un bon compromis, encore une fois, entre Hawkwind (sans doute la similitude principale du groupe) et un album tel que ''Superjudge'' de Monster magnet. à écouter si possible sur la voie lactée. Poesy Rider