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They're a little bit away from what you might think rock is.
Corrosion of Conformity - Clean My Wounds, Albatross, Senor Limpio
Clutch - Easy Breeze, 7 Jam, Red Horse Rainbow, Sinkemlow, Nickel & Dime
Slayer - Angel of Death, Skeletons of Society, South of Heaven
Faith No More - The Morning After, Evidence, Just A Man
White Zombie - Welcome to Planet Motherf###er, Thunder Kiss '65
Down - Stone The Crow
Helmet - Unsung, Give It, FBLA 2
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They're all not what you may think rock is.
Some are fast and aggressive (Slayer), others are fantastic blues jams (Clutch).
But they are all worth listening to if you think rock starts and stops with Sum 41.
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http://www.audiogalaxy.com/
You have to download the Audio Galaxy Satellite, it’s only about 800kb though.
Think I'm going to copy Tie Fighter for you, from the days when they used to put time and effort into Star Wars games. Only game where it's based entirely on you being in the Empire, and you don't "find out they killed your family" either. You stay there, and it rocks.
And I'll do that CD tonight for you.
And happy birthday Small Frog.
Take one to the mountain
Take one to the sea
Take one to the belly of the beast
and then you'll take one with me
Shut it, shut it on
Freezing in the fires
when I utter howl your name
once you return from the belly of the beast
you're never quite the same
Shut it, shut it on,
Shut it, shut it on,
fire on the mountain
and it rages inside of your soul
the fire inside the belly of the beast
well it thunderizes your soul
Shut it, shut it on
Pan-Amoebic Algebra breeds bizarre bacteria
What to do? Oh what to do?
Africanised killer bees, alabaster deities
Milk from spoons, sip milk from spoons
Within the ruins, against the firth
The salamander has given birth
Only Red Horse Rainbows can save us
Let them run wild and asunder
Call the Royal Guard to let the people in
Flaming arrows by the hundreds
Pull the bog-man from the peat, stand him up on both his feet
He jigs and reels, he jigs and reels
Infiltrating Silver Crabs carry a most scented flag
To their front lines, to their front lines
Within the ruins, against the firth
The salamander has given birth
Only Red Horse Rainbows can save us
Let them run wild and asunder
Call the Royal Guard to let the people in
Flaming arrows by the hundreds
Run to the tower and call up the magus
If he has caused this we’ll tear out his pages
Throw him in shackles and remove his hands
And if you are Kyuss inclined, may I suggest
Welcome to Sky Valley
one blow till I take ya down, I'll take ya down
one spoke and your head spins around and around
chrome mags, a million drags, a never lags,
and old transform queen momma you've never seen
hear a purrin motor
and she's a burnin' fuel
push it over baby
oh makin' love (un)to you
power booster, I'm talkin' to god and more
crank it up and above my head
smell my sh** eatin grin on the skids of my world
six hundred sixty six miles per hour
hear a purrin motor
and she's a burnin' fuel
push it over baby
oh makin' love.....
hear a purrin' motor
and she's a burnin' fuel
oh baby burnin'
push it over baby
oh makin' love (un)to you
makin' love (un)to you
makin'
get back, get back a rolling
get back, get back a rolling
get back, get back a rolling
get back, get back the m***********
get back, get back a rolling
get back, get back the m***********
get back, get back the m***********