). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members ofthe bbc symphonyorchestra (roy sings melody) All. Boooooh
Economics shut the furnace down. Bull Connor hosing children down. George Wallace stared them Yankee's down. In Birmingham Take a left on the interstate. In the middle of this sultry state. I
). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members ofthe bbc symphonyorchestra (while theorchestra plays like it or not, motorhead rummages on stage
). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members ofthe bbc symphonyorchestra (jimmy carl, motorhead, roy & bunk are reunited by dons sentimental
Birmingham Blues It may be kind of homely but it sure is sweet. Industrial revolution put it on its feet. But it's a long, long way. Boy, I've got theBirmingham Blues Across the world I've seen. People
incomplete. So if you want the truth. I just wanna be part of your symphony. Will you hold me tight and not let go?. Symphony. Like a love song on the radio. Will you hold me tight and not let go?. I'm sorry
ancient tongue. For the court ofthe crimson king. The keeper ofthecity keys. Puts shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door. With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral
We're in the heart ofthecity. Where the alligator roams. I ain't got one penny. Just got a shirt on my back. I left home in a hurry. I ain't never goin' back. I'm lookin' for a lover in the
of sin yeah, we just can't deny it. Cityof sin yeah, we just cannot fight it. Cityof sin, raise a glass and lets toast to it. We're singing, welcome to thecityof sin Sin, sin, sin. Cityof sin
Cityofthe angels. Cityofthe angels Walkin' and talkin' and laughin' about. Dreamin' the things that you won't will work out. People in places where you want to be. I'm lost in thecity, who's
). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members ofthe bbc symphonyorchestra (were the mothers of invention ahead of their time? at least in the
You're the God of this city. You're the King of these people. You're the Lord of these nation. You are. . You're the light in this darkness. You're the hope to the hopeless. You're the peace
). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members ofthe bbc symphonyorchestra (ian lets him try out. his selected aria. Holiday in berlin (we had
go under. Dancing this ball and chain around. It ain't no dirt to be found (Angel ofthecity). Now you're watching over me. (Angel ofthecity). Tell me where can you be. In time I'll find you