They’ll chase you
They’ll race you
They’ll run you to ground
Them dogs of vengeance on the prowl
They’ll haunt you
They’ll taunt you
They won’t make a sound
Mark well the trickery dogs that don’t howl
They’ll psych you
They’ll strike you
They’re hot on your heels
Them dogs of vengeance are unreal
They’ll track you
They’ll crack you
They’ll melt nerves of steel
Some sad obituary you are the meal
So come to my castle you innocent souls
Some good entertainment I’ve planned
Come to my chamber and I will unfold
Some exquisite passion so grand
Some torment the best in the land
Break
They’ll hound you
Then surround you
Then get set to attack
Them dogs of vengeance on the prowl
They’ll claw you
Then tug-a-war you
There’ll be no turning back
Accept my sanctuary throw in the towel
So come to my castle you innocent souls
Some good entertainment I’ve planned
Come to my chamber and I will unfold
Some exquisite passion so grand
Some torment the best in the land
Some exquisite passion so grand
Some torment the best in the land
Some good entertainment I’ve planned
Them dogs are still hard on your heels
Them dogs gonna melt nerves of steel
Them dogs gonna make you the meal
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FROCK
РЕЗКАЯ ТАКАЯ, ДРАЙВОВАЯ И НЕОБЫЧАЙНО ТЯЖЕЛАЯ ПЕСНЯ SLADE С АЛЬБОМА 1977 ГОДА ВЫПУСКА. «WHATEVER HAPPENED TO SLADE» — ТАК НАЗВАН СЕЙ АЛЬБОМ, И ИДЕЯ ЭТОГО НАЗВАНИЯ ПРИШЛА К МУЗЫКАНТАМ С ЛЕГКОЙ РУКИ.. ОДНОГО НЕИ ЗВЕСТНОГО ГРАФФИТЧИКА, КОТОРЫЙ НАПИСАЛ СИЮ ФРАЗУ НА БОКОВИНЕ МОСТА В ТО ВРЕМЯ, КАК РЕБЯТА БЫЛИ НА ГАСТРОЛЯХ В АМЕРИКЕ. БОЛЬШОЕ СПАСИБО ЗА ТО, ЧТО ПОМЕСТИЛИ СТИХИ ПЕСНИ.