paroles de chanson Trashed - Ian Gillan , Tony Iommi , Roger Glover
It
really
was
a
meeting
The
bottle
took
a
beating
The
ladies
of
the
manor
Watched
me
climb
into
my
car
and
I
was
going
down
the
track
about
a
hundred
and
five
They
had
the
stop-watch
rolling
I
had
the
headlights
blazing
I
was
really
alive
And
yet
my
mind
was
blowing
I
drank
a
bottle
of
tequila
and
I
felt
real
good
I
had
the
tape
deck
roaring
But
on
the
twenty-fifth
lap
at
the
canal
turn
I
went
of
exploring
I
knew
I
wouldn't
make
it
the
car
just
wouldn't
take
it
I
was
turning,
tires
burning
The
ground
was
in
my
sky
I
was
laughing,
the
bitch
was
trashed
And
death
was
in
my
eye
I
had
started
pretty
good
and
I
was
feeling
my
way
I
had
the
wheels
in
motion
There
was
Peter
and
the
Green
fly
laughing
like
drains
Inebriation
The
crowd
was
roaring
I
was
at
Brands
Hatch
In
my
imagination
But
at
the
canal
turn,
I
hit
an
only
patch
Inebriation
I
knew
I
wouldn't
make
it
the
car
just
wouldn't
take
it
I
was
turning,
tires
burning
The
ground
was
in
my
sky
I
was
laughing,
the
bitch
was
trashed
And
death
was
in
my
eye
Ooh
Mr.
Miracle
you
saved
me
from
some
pain
I
thank
you
Mr.
Miracle
I
won't
get
trashed
again
Ooh,
can
you
hear
my
lies
Don't
you
bother
with
this
fool,
just
laugh
into
my
eyes
I
knew
I
wouldn't
make
it
the
car
just
wouldn't
take
it
I
was
turning,
tires
burning
The
ground
was
in
my
sky
I
was
laughing,
the
bitch
was
trashed
And
death
was
in
my
eye
Ooh
Mr.
Miracle
you
saved
me
from
some
pain
I
thank
you
Mr.
Miracle
I
won't
get
trashed
again
Ooh,
can
you
hear
my
lies
Don't
you
bother
with
this
fool,
just
laugh
into
my
eyes
So
we
went
back
to
the
bar
and
hit
the
bottle
again
But
there
was
no
tequila
Then
we
started
on
the
whiskey
just
to
steady
our
brains
'Cause
there
was
no
tequila
And
as
we
drank
a
little
faster
at
the
top
of
our
hill
We
began
to
roll
And
as
we
get
trashed
we
were
laughing
still
Well
bless
my
soul
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