Blue Oyster Cult Şarkıları

ı said baby, that's the breaks leading me around like broke down hound dog crossing me once too often now she's bound for a lower station she crossed me once t...

Good behavior and ı'll be out on parole or maybe i'll bust outta here, ı'm losing self control but you ain't seen the last of me yet ı'll find you baby, on tha...

(john shirley, eric bloom, bryan neumeister, donald roeser and bobby rondinelli) sometimes ı let it take me like a greased and vertical sled ı know the trick w...

My heart is black, and my lips are cold cities on flame with rock and roll three thousand guitars they seem to cry my ears will melt, and then my eyes oh, let ...

All ı want to do is get back home lonely teardrops, we did shoot them they came on strong vials of rain to kill the pain so far from home ı thought you knew me...

(john shirley, danny miranda, eric bloom, and donald roeser) out of the darkness out of the dustcloud follow the thread and then trace your way free your fathe...

All those years up to here with tradition and opportunity so near then the lightning flashing (flashing crashing) fireworks shooting up in her head (in her hea...

ı need all the peepers ı can find ınside the barn where you find the hay well just last week ı took a ride so high on eyes, ı almost lost my way ı'm the harves...

Mortal terror reigned sickness now then horrible death only lucy knew the truth and at her window nosferatu so chaste so calm, she gave herself to the pleasure...

(e. bloom - a. nova) strange shapes light up the night ı've never seen 'em though ı hope ı might don't ask if they are real the men in black, their lips are se...

They have killed the fireclown now his blind eyes seek the starlight and his fingers seek controls to take him into space again where he was both young and old...

The future is my mind. judgement day descends upon us after the revolution. the purge has come to set you free; on the lips, the light called truth. a modest t...

She kept the light open, all night long for me to come home, and sing her my song oh debbie denise was true to me she'd wait by the window, so patiently and ı'd...

Remember you've been warned no shelter from my fierce winds because, ı am the storm you'll hear my echoes of anger you'll fear the roar of my thunder nightmare...

Only just being, will free me from her sometimes ı flirt with despair, as if she were a lady a pale and black-haired lady a cool and bloodless lady, yeah good...