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Speed (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Running from the nightmare
In the middle of the road
Hell’s no place for sleeping
In a world beyond control
Caught in the headlights
Coming after you
When I woke up this morning
I had to do what I gotta do
Blast me to Heaven for loving you
Blast me to Heaven for loving you

Speed
Give me what I need
Yeah
White lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels
Speed
Oh, let it bleed
Yeah
Greased lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels

I’ve seen a train full of pain
On the edge of overload
We’re in Heaven, baby
You are gonna implode
I’ve got these crazy feelings
That I can’t explain
I’ve gotta save you baby
Or I’ll die in vain
Blast me to Heaven for loving you
I said blast me to Heaven just for loving you

I said speed
Give me what I need
Yeah
White lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels
Speed
Oh, let it bleed
Yeah
Greased lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels

Blast me to Heaven for loving you
I said blast me to Heaven for loving you

Now I’m rushing on the run, yeah
I wanna have me some fun
I’ll speed
Give me what I need
Oh, set me free
Let’s speed
On wheels, on wheels, on wheels
Said speed
Oh, let it bleed
Yeah
White lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels
Com’on

I said speed, speed
Give me what I need
I said speed, speed
Give me what I need
Alright

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Speed (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’m on a mission, I’m gonna break the speed of sound
my pulse is racing, I’m gonna have to chase you down
acceleration gotta, gotta go faster
give me more speed
they say I’m crazy and I’m headed for disaster
give me more speed
no competition,left in my dust – they’ll never learn
this is my rocket, my aviation fuel is set to burn
you wanna rock and roll at a million miles an hour
just put your foot to the floor, c’mon and feel the power
I know exactly what I’m after
I know exactly what I need
I need the speed

Speed (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

News drug abuse to the future and the hippocrytes cry: who dies next?
And i tell you a story from the underground nothing funny about
Get down to get hyped!
Kill me and no one’s gonna miss me…
Feel the heat of the highway! to the car to the key of reality!
More and more and more and there’s no way back! bored i am .. yes i can!
You may not count in the new world order!
And now it’s time to die cause i can see the sun the end is near i’m feeling high …
How fast can i run?
Risin’, risin’ to the top the pills are ready to be dropped
1, 2, 3 and 4 – got the joker shoot the score!
Speed! speed! speed! speed! (x4)
Just wouldn’t believe it! just wouldn’t believe it! (x3)

Tomorrow, tomorrow always tomorrow…
There is no future in the weastern dreamin’!
We feel it, we must beat’em ! it’s top late to create a new world!
Alternative living it must be given a chance
Water the problem’s solution! no solution if you can’t use it!
And then i heard the siren of the police
My blood went up to 90 degrees
You can’t see white cats in the snow
Couldn’t catch us…
Oh human being, how low can you go?
Risin’, risin’ to the top….
1, 2, 3 and 4 – got the joker shoot the score!
Speed! speed! speed! speed! (x4)
Just would’t believe it! just would’t believe it! (x3)

Speed!

Speed (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Running from the nightmare
In the middle of the road
Hell’s no place for sleeping
In a world beyond control
Caught in the headlights
Coming after you
When i woke up this morning
I had to do what i gotta do
Blast me to heaven for loving you
Blast me to heaven for loving you

Speed
Give me what i need
Yeah
White lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels
Speed
Oh, let it bleed
Yeah
Greased lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels

I’ve seen a train full of pain
On the edge of overload
We’re in heaven, baby
You are gonna implode
I’ve got these crazy feelings
That i can’t explain
I’ve gotta save you baby
Or i’ll die in vain
Blast me to heaven for loving you
I said blast me to heaven just for loving you

I said speed
Give me what i need
Yeah
White lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels
Speed
Oh, let it bleed
Yeah
Greased lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels

Blast me to heaven for loving you
I said blast me to heaven for loving you

Now i’m rushing on the run, yeah
I wanna have me some fun
I’ll speed
Give me what i need
Oh, set me free
Let’s speed
On wheels, on wheels, on wheels
Said speed
Oh, let it bleed
Yeah
White lightning
Let’s speed, on speed
On wheels, on wheels
Com’on

I said speed, speed
Give me what i need
I said speed, speed
Give me what i need
Alright

Speed (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Take me with you
My soul is on

Get back with your heart attack

Can i ride your motorbike?
Karaoke nights by the sea
Bomber jacket hyperspace
Leather laced in 3d
Water’s crashing
Road keeps turning on

So hold on, hold on
Take me with you
My soul is on

Can i stay with you?
Make it easy for me
You are the most selfish kind
Nevermind what i need
Water’s crashing
Road keeps turning on and on and on

So hold on, hold on
Take me with you
My soul is on
Hold on, hold on

Sliup – ummm – crack
Goes the backscreen door
She wanted to go for coffee
But i sleep an hour more
See mary dancing across the porch
She put her rolled up ziggys in her rock and roll jersey
Jersey, she was born to run
She was the spirit of midnight
She was blinded by the light
She was holed up in jungleland
Straight up
The rock and roll big boss
Turnpike down by the river of desire
Just off thunder road
Where you catch her in the tenth avenue
Freeze out
She was lost in a flood
Mary, queen of arkansas
Dreaming of a cadillac ranch with a hungry heart
But most of all she was born in the usa
Ashbury park, new jersey
Inner state babe
To be exact she was her own rock and roll video
Rolls royce, low riding
Speed climbing, driving by the sea
Making mad love on other people’s private property
While being on the run from the local law for unpaid parking tickets

Can i stay with you?
Make it easy for me

Are you a tramp like that?
Are you born to run?
If you’s a tramp like that
C’mon, give me some
You like your guitars fat
You like your beach with bum
I never had no fun
C’mon, let me ride shotgun
‘cause i’m a tramp like that
Yeah, i’m a tramp like that
And i’m gonna give you so much
New jersey girl
We gonna ride around
New jersey girl
New jersey girl, new jersey sun

Bring it on
Hear me scream

How y’all feel out there?
I can’t hold it back

Speed (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Yea
I rough voco, for my locos.
My nigga hi-c, 2nd ii none, amg

And the q-u the new
You knew
I (?) to any particular groove
I came ok now
Check it if you want to but it’s all in vein
Because me game is stil the same
Perfection!
Fill me as i fill you in
I never rode a pony but i’m genuine
So give me just a little bit of nicotine
And a sticky greeen
And i’m a hit it with the icky cream
Booyah i hit her on the neck with a whip
And made the hooker jump without a safety net
Hit the ground break her back
Get up and do it again because she can really take a shot on the chin
Caffeine cappucino chase it with some no-doz
Up all night like the moon glows
Searching for new hoes
They really want to follow my lead
Indeed and give a nigga just what i need

Chorus:
When i’m on speed
I’m faster then most
And i can rock a party from coast to coast

The q-u-i-k is the name i spell
124 beats per minute i rock well
Because i’m tight to the second power
When i hit the liquor
And i don’t serve emcees
I’m serve dickas
Bang bang boogie
When i hit a shot of loogie
And the booger try to put it on me
But i get that moves to show her
I flaunt it like noah
I strut backside like a boa
Constrictor when i dicked her down
Game feel just like a circus clown when i work this
Jack of all trades
Master to few
Test these test these 1, 2
Gettin down with my nigga am to the g in the pm
Hookers wanna see him
Big cat callin
Superfat ballin
Indeed
Give us what we need
When i’m on speed

Chorus 4x

Faster then the concord
On board
Call me the pilot
Baby better let me know shes excited
In the testerosa
Sipppin memosas
Girls want me to sign posters
International with the steelo
Got hookers from cancoun to reo
Fire (?ignite it?)
But we don’t even try it
You can’t but it
Got freaks have to hide it
Hit the weed up
Then turn the speed up
The booty from the backs the only way i eat up
Quicker than jackie chan
I search off the goochi like a rubber band
You want to be more than the average man
But the hoe needs more a job in a man
And a retirement plan
So baby don’t cry the blues
Cause i know a gang of hoes in your shoes

Chorus 4x
La da la da da da (‘till fade)

Speed (Letra)

Billy Idol

Billy Idol

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(verse 1):
I’m tired of spinning my wheels
I need to find a place where my heart can go to heal
I need to get there pretty quick
Hey, Mister, whatcha got out on that lock
You can sell me a pitch
Maybe one of them souped up muscle cars
It kind of makes you think you’re stronger than you are
Color don’t matter. No, I don’t need leather seats
All that really concerns me is…

Chorus:
Speeeed
How fast will it go?
Can it get me over there quickly, zero to sixty?
And then I brought our memory
Yeah, what I really need
Is an old bad road and a whole lot of speed

(verse 2):
I’d like to trade in this old truck
It makes me think the vertex that slows me down
See? It’s the first place we made love
Where we used to sit and talk
On the tailgate all night long
Now she’s gone and I need to move on
So give me…

(repeat chorus)

(bridge):
Throw me them keys so I can put some miles between us
Turn off that rearview mirror
There’s nothing left to see
Let me lean on that gas
Also catches up fast
So give me…

(repeat chorus)

That’s what I need
I’m tired of spinning my wheels
I’m tired of spinning my wheeeeels