Quiet Riot - Stomp your hands

Tekst :

Whoa!
Woo-woo yeah

Turn it up until it bangs your head
Tear it down now mother don t play dead
People stand the noise
All the little toys
Put some more coke on the fire

Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat

Mixed up kids lookin for that night
They re getting higher everything in sight, well alright
The music s pretty loud
Someone in the crowd
Think they re gonna cause us a riot
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh

Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat, oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat

Rock on, rock on, rock on

Yow!

How how how how how

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh ho ho ho

Stomp your hands
Clap those feet, yeah
Stomp your hands
To the beat

C mon boys

Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Whoa-whoa, all night, yeah, yeah, yeah

Stomp your hands
(Oh whoa oh oh)
Clap your feet

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
All night long

Stomp your hands
(Everybody)
Clap your feet
(Everybody stomp your hands to the beat in the heat yeah yeah yeah yeah woo!)
Stomp your hands
(Oh!)
Clap your feet
(Oh whoa whoa whoa whoa, rock all night, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Oh yeah
Stomp your hands
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Clap your feet
(My my my, my my my my my my, my, my, my, my)
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet

Inne utwory

  • Back to the coast
  • Inside you
  • Slave to love
  • Sign of the times
  • Condition critical
  • Trouble
  • Bad boy
  • Eye for an eye
  • Rise or fall
  • Just how you want it
  • Mama weer all crazee now
  • Afterglow
  • Metal health
  • The wild and the young
  • Main attraction
  • Bang your head
  • Look in any window
  • Helping hands
  • Get your kicks

    • Losowe utwory

    All mine

    All mine, all night
    All mine
    (All mine)
    all night
    Ooh don t try to fake it
    Cause I just can t take it
    Cause I m right in the middle
    Of a love, babe
    Ooh I got your number...

    Dead end poem


    I close my eyes
    As fire swept clean the earth
    Nothing left to strangle
    As the cords were torn from our hearts

    As we emerged
    From darker dungeons
    Splendor of yellow hells
    Expanded swollen eyes

    No words were said
    As fire swept clean the earth
    Would the mothers be crying?
    If they saw the torches in their hands

    A kiss was placed...

    Que quede claro

    No, ya no
    queme tu bandera
    se acabo

    No, ya no
    cruce tu frontera
    termino

    No sé ni cuantas horas me pase
    volando bajo, llamándote
    hoy de repente quieres regresar
    cuando en mi mundo ya estas de mas

    Galaktika

    Dans le désert d Arabie,
    Lawrence d ArabieSe doute-t-il qu il n est pas au paradisFaut
    de l eau il fait chaud,
    face au SiroccoRester slow,
    les mirages atteignent le cerveauEt dans le Show-Bizz,
    c est un peu la même affaireDe l Oasis,
    à...

    Matka

    Kochasz ją jak matkę swą
    Bez niej ciężki jeden dzień
    Spinasz się, ukrywasz to
    Gdy przy sobie nie masz jej
    Krótkie chwile, wielki szmal
    Płacisz, gdy odchodzić chce
    Z każdym strzałem gorszy stan
    Z każdą chwilą mocniej
    Pragniesz przy niej być