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Story Behind the Song
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Lyrics
There's no man strong enough
In the physical sense
To survive a hurricane
You just can't keep up
All a man's strength for that long
Chorus
It's tough
It's rough
It's like me
Having a wrestling match
With a sumo wrestler
Or going in the ring
With the biggest boxer
You begin
To know what I mean
Chorus
It's tough
It's rough
G Force winds
Bending palm trees
The ocean of water
Being raised to fifty feet
No man is stronger than a hurricane
The devastation is unbelievable
Cars overturned
Houses demolished
People's lives are taken
Lightening and electricity strikes
Hurricane is the ultimate natural force
No man is stronger than a hurricane
Hurricane is strong
Has nature gone wrong?
Hurricane
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[Sirens]
So, you wanna know
What's it like
Confined
Within yourself
Solidarity confinement
Without the bars
Chorus
You just want to Breakout!
Oh Yeah!
You just want to Breakout!
Oh Yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
You just want to Breakout!
Oh Yeah!
You wanna Breakout!
And feel free
You wanna Breakout!
And be free from hostilities
Chorus
You just want to Breakout!
Oh Yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
repeating X3
[Sirens and Guitar SFX]
Life can make you
Feel like living in a cage
You can be the one
That makes you feel encaged
You can be the one
That makes you feel enraged
You just wanna
You just wanna
You just wanna Breakout!
repeating X2
I know Baby
What you mean
repeating X2
You just wanna
You just wanna
You just wanna Breakout!
I know Baby
I know Baby
I know Baby
What you mean
You just wanna
You just wanna
You just wanna Breakout!
You just want to Breakout, be free
I know Baby
What you mean
You just want to Breakout, be free
You just want to Breakout!
I know Baby
I know Baby
What you mean
You just wanna
You just wanna
You just wanna Breakout!
I know Baby
What you mean
repeating X2
You just wanna
You just wanna
You just wanna Breakout!
I know Baby
I know Baby
I know what you mean
You just wanna
You just wanna
You just wanna Breakout!
repeating X4 to the end
[Sirens]
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Paradise
(repeat)
Welcome to the gates of Paradise
Paradise is a home
To others it's a place
To me it's a higher desired state
Paradise is a Promised Land
Free for all
Beautiful lands
Breathe life
Paradise
Paradise
Can be a physical place
Paradise
Can be a spiritual place
Clouds and heavenly mist
Great Gods
Warm beautiful spirits
Crystals clear waterfalls
Meadows green with life
Air so fresh
Paradise
No more fire
No more pain
Paradise
Is the higher side
(repeat)
More Love
Paradise
More Peace
Paradise
Will exist
Paradise gets closer to us
Paradise is a Promised Land
Paradise is a Spiritual Place
Paradise is where we become one!
Paradise gets closer to us
(repeat)
Paradise
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What's happening to me
Because I cannot see
What's happening to me
Metal in my teeth
What's happening to me
My baby's got the Blues
And I'm confused
What's happening to me
My sins have gotten to me
My limps are contorted
My face is all distorted
What's happening to me
I'm sitting in the wheelchair
Next to you
Chorus
What's happening to me
What's happening to you
What's happening to me
The cats got my tongue
I've shaved off all my hair
The dogs barking
While madness is in the atmosphere
Chorus
What's happening to me
What's happening to you
What's happening to me
What's happening to this world
We live in
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Introduction: Adolf Hitler declares war on England and allied Europe (in Gernman)
No, No, No, No Surrender!
I said a No Surrender!
No Surrender
At any cost
No Surrender
At any loss
We will fight you on the land
We will fight you in the sea
We will fight you in the sky
We will even fight you with our bare hands
No Surrender
Their will be justice
In the end!
No Surrender
Even until the last man stands
No Surrender
Winston Churchill radio broadcast of not surrendering to Adolf Hitler and axis forces
You can't conquer our land
Cos' we'll never surrender
Everyone has a price
But freedom is our prize
For defeating your ideology and destructive actions
No Surrender
You can't rule over us
Not even your comrades in arms
Cos' in the end all of you will be swinging by your heads
From the crimes you did
No Surrender
For those that brutalise
For a worthless cause
No Surrender
At any cost
Cos' freedom is worth fighting for
Radio broadcast from London in 1945, announcing the death of Adolf Hitler dictator of Nazi Germany (1933-1945)
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Drinking Whiskey Girl
Sitting on the balcony
Sun drench in the city
Looking at the Rock Star
Whiskey Drinking Girl
Having too much again
Head spinning
Though her bodies still
Sitting on the hammock
On the balcony
With her cowboy hat on
Ogling the Rock Star
Going on by
And all those other guys
Rocking side to the tide
She's had one too many
"No way,"she bellows
"On the Rocks Sam!"
Whiskey Drinking Girl
Drinking in those groovy bars
Oozing and boozing
Staggering as she walks
Picking up the Rock Stars
Pushing through the gathering crowds
On her dancing clouds
She's so drunk
She sees double
Shouts to the DJ, “Play it again Sam!”
Turns over her shoulder
To the bartender
"I'll have another Pretty Floyd"
Before she staggers home
Another weekend
Over for our Drinking Whiskey Girlfriend
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In debt to money
I've got a lot of grief
In debt to money
I've got no cash to spend
In debt to money
I just want to sit down today
To sort out my mistakes
Cos' I can't see a way
To pay all of my debts
That's all I think of
Numbers spinning around inside my head
I've gotta get outta of this mess
All the work I do
Don't add up in money terms
And all of my spare time
Is writing figures all of the time
Of what I earn
And need to spend
Without my luxuries
Chorus
In Debt
So damn bad
In Debt
The moneymen has all of your women's handbags
I can't see a way to live
On the money I bring
The only to survive
Is to give up my social life
Work more to earn more
Just enough to survive
With a little bit more
To buy those luxuries
Like shampoo and paste to brush my teeth
We are ducking 'n' diving
We are just surviving
Don't pay these moneymen
They will take your money in interest
They'll even sell your mummy!
And leave you with no yummies
Chorus
In Debt
So damn bad
In Debt
The moneymen has all of your women's handbags
That's all I'm thinking of
The numbers swimming inside my head
I've gotta get myself outta debt!
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Come On!
(repeat)
Rock 'n' Roll
Is in my soul
You dance to the groove
You tap to the beat
Cos' it's Rock 'n' Roll
And it's in my soul
I'm talking on the telephone
To my Baby
Alright!
When I'm listening to the sweet Rock 'n' Roll
Cos' it's in my soul
(repeat X2)
And I'm listening to the sweet Rock 'n' Roll
Cos' in my soul, Baby
In the freezing cold
With the Rock 'n' Roll
Drive down the road
In the freezing cold
Yeah!
But it's alright Baby
Cos' I'm listening to the Rock 'n' Roll
I love those crunchy guitars
I love the low bass
I love the 4/4 beats
Listening to the Rock 'n' Roll
I love those groupies
And I love those groovies
I love to dance with my hips
Kiss with my lips
[Kiss]
Rock 'n' Roll is in my soul
(repeat X2)
I've got the Rock 'n' Roll
You've got the Rock 'n' Roll
Cos' it's in my soul
Rock 'n' Roll
Alright!
Is in my soul
Yeah!
Rock 'n' Roll
Baby
Is in my soul
Alright!
And it's in my soul
Yeah!
I've got the Rock 'n' Roll
Alright!
You've got the Rock 'n' Roll
Rock 'n' Roll
Is in my soul
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Ridin' high on my motorbike
Ridin' high on my motorbike
Burning up the road
On my motorbike
One hell of a ride
That's what I like!
Ridin' high on my motorbike
One hell of a ride
That's what I like!
Chorus
Ridin' high on my motorbike
(repeat X2)
Ridin' down in a convey of riders
Angels riding by our side
Ridin' down the highway
(repeat X2)
Owl!
That's what I like!
Burning up the highway
Baby!
(repeat X2)
Chorus
Ridin' high on my motorbike
(repeat X2)
Ridin' down the highway
With my Baby on the back
Burning up the highway
Baby!
Owl!
That's what I like!
Burning up the highway
Baby!
(repeat X2)
Burning up the highway
Baby!
(repeat X2)
Motorbike
Riding
Come on
Baby
(repeat X2)
Owl!
That's what I like!
Motorbike
Riding
Come on
Baby
(repeat X2)
Owl!
That's what I like!
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You gotta Run for your Livin'
In this western world
We are told to be mass productive
A busy empire
In a small island
In this very stressed-out world
That we live in today
Expect to Run for your Livin'
Chorus
Running around and up and down
Running around and around
It's not worth running around
Cos' you'll up end getting stressed
Yeah, that's the way
We've got to live our life
To earn some sort of living
In this productive world
That we live in today
Expect to Run for your Livin'
(repeat)
Chorus
Running around and up and down
Running around and around
It's not worth running around
Cos' you'll get stressed
Run like a rabbit
Run like a deer
Run like you're, in fear
Fly like a pigeon
Swim like a fish
To make something for this world
So, you can live!
Expect to Run for your Livin'
(repeat X2)
You've gotta Run for your Livin'
Expect to Run for your Livin'
You've gotta Run for your Livin'
(repeat)
Run like a rabbit
Run like a deer
Run like, you're in fear
Fly like a pigeon
Swim like a fish
To make something for this world
So, you can live!
Expect to Run for your Livin'!
(repeat X3)
You've gotta Run for your Livin'
Run like a rabbit
Run like a deer
Run like, you're in fear
Fly like a pigeon
Swim like a fish
To make something for this world
So, you can live!
You've gotta Run for your Livin'
Expect to Run for your Livin'
All songs written, composed, performed, produced and recorded by Adam Turk© All rights reserved.
Behind each song
Hurricane
Over the past ten years the focus of protecting our environment has led many political leaders and governments to adopt green policies to stop 'global warming' and though this song wasn't written by the 'green movement' it can be seen as the results of what global pollution is doing and hurricanes are becoming more fierce and deadly.
Breakout!
One would naturally thing this song is about escaping prison, but in actual fact it is about breaking out of the mundane routine of life and wanting to do something more interesting and exciting.
Paradise
This is a positive spiritual song and looking beyond and into the afterlife, where the road leads to paradise.
What's Happening To Me?
Questioning the environment and mental stability is the viewpoint of this songs theme. Are people around you helping, hindering or are trying to destroy you?
No Surrender
This is referring to World War II and the British who was the only country not to be invaded by Nazi Germany, and the turning point of defeating Adolf Hitler and freeing Europe and even the German people from this dictatorship and horrendous form of political goverance.
But we have to stand up against present and future dictatorships around the world and cause problems for the people who want freedom in these countries, No Surrender!
Whiskey Drinking Girl
A good whiskley drinking woman and the antics of getting loud and drunk and painting the picture of what the night evolves into and transpires.
In Debt To Money
With every country and most people in debt, this experimental sounding song such resonate that feeling of being in debt and the hopelessness and unhappiness that develops over time of chronic debt.
Rock 'n' Roll
The trappings of the Rock 'n' Roll lifestyle and the love of this music genre is perfectly delivered in this song.
Ridin' High On My Motorcycle
Giving the experience of freedom riding a motorcycle and the culture and bonds between motorcylists in this group of people for the vehicle they like.
Run (For Your Livin')
Modern life is becoming hectic and stress and burnout is becoming an ever increasing problem and issue within our society and the driving rock music drives home the points raised in this song.
The guitar I used on this album was my Kramer Assault 220 with a Floyd Rose (FR) tremolo system with a neck lockdown, which allows the player to bend the strings both forwards and backwards for different sounding effects.
Fender Series P Bass Guitar
Keyboard piano and organ.
The Groove Box drum machine built within Steinberg Cubase LE 6.0.
I used samples of drums, percussions and some keyboards and sythnesizer sounds.
Used Steinberg Cubase LE 6.0 and recorded the album on a Boss digital 8 track recorder (early version) and exported the WAV files into the Cubase 6.0 LE, where editing, EQ'ing, studio effects and then using Wavelab 6.0 LE for mastering that added finalising effects like compressor, limiter, reverb, delay and further EQ'ing of the overall WAV audio file.
Standard studio grade mircophone and an external ampilifier to record vocals.