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Как следует разогревшись на диске "Lick It Up", группа Kiss решила-таки окунуться с головой в пучину глэм-метала. Надо сказать, сей шаг был весьма оправдан - в середине 80-х это движение шло в авангарде тяжелой музыки, и главным вдохновителям "волосатого" рока было грех не показать свои возможности. Уладив кадровые проблемы со слишком заносчивым и капризным Винни Винсентом (новым гитаристом Kiss стал Марк Сент-Джон), группа приступила к записи своего двенадцатого студийника. Саунд действительно претерпел некоторые изменения, простецкий и незамысловатый хэви образца "Lick It Up" уступил место гламурным мелодиям и "попсовым" аранжировкам. Эта небольшая смена стилистики прошла на удивление органично и естественно, так что никаких нареканий в адрес нового имиджа группы у меня нет. Но если обратиться к собственно новому альбому, получившему название "Animalize", то поводов для радости найдется куда как меньше. Наверное, Kiss слишком увлеклись созданием визуальных образов, и времени на сочинение большого количества качественного материала у группы банально не хватило. Как обычно, диск поделен на две части, на песни в исполнении Пола Стэнли и Джина Симмонса. Пол, прибегнув к помощи маститых соавторов (среди которых был замечен знаменитый Десмонд Чайлд), сумел показать себя с лучшей стороны. Мощный и задорный открывающий боевик "I've Had Enough (Into The Fire)", грустная и очень мелодичная композиция "Thrills In The Night", совершенно безумный по скорости номер "Under The Gun" и, наконец, коммерческий супер хит "Heaven's On Fire" слушаются с огромным удовольствием и интересом. Но вот Джин к помощи сторонних авторов не прибегал и в одиночку не сумел сочинить ни одной запоминающейся песни. Весь его материал воспринимается как весьма скучный наполнитель свободного пространства между блестящими треками от Пола. В целом, "Animalize", конечно, нельзя назвать плохим альбомом. Этот диск хорошо слушать, просто пропуская половину песен кнопкой "skip". Вот тогда никаких разочарований не будет. |
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Before it's all over, it's gonna get rough
I've had enough...
[Chorus]
(Out of the cold into the fire)
Nothing and no one is stopping me now
(Out of the cold into the fire)
Just hang tough and we'll make it somehow
[Verse]
How many times have you given up more than you got
Countin' on things turnin' out, but you know they will not
Ain't gonna take it, kick it and break it, just look around
Before it's all over it's gonna get rough
I've had enough...
[Chorus] X2
Wishin' and hopin', won't get you nothin'
Prayin' and schemin', no time for dreamin'
I've got the power, this is the hour now...
[Solo]
(Whoa) Wishin' and hopin', won't get you nothin'
Prayin' and schemin', no time for dreamin'
I've got the power, this is the hour now...
[Chorus] X2
HEAVEN'S ON FIRE - Paul Stanley, Desmond Child
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[Verse]
I look at you and my blood boils hot
I feel my temperature rise
I want it all, give me what you got
There's hunger in your eyes
I'm getting closer, baby hear me breathe
You know the way to give me what I need
Just let me love you and you'll never leave
[Chorus]
Feel my heat takin' you higher, burn with me, Heaven's on fire
Paint the sky with desire, angel fly, Heaven's on fire (Whoo)
I got a fever ragin' in my heart
You make me shiver and shake
Baby don't stop, take it to the top
And eat it like a piece of cake
You're comin' closer, I can hear you breathe
You drive me crazy when you start to tease
You could bring the devil to his knees
[Chorus]
Whoa-oh, Heaven's on fire
Whoa-oh, Heaven's on fire
Whoa-oh
[Solo]
I'm getting closer, baby hear me breathe
You know the way to give me what I need
Just let me love you and you'll never leave
[Chorus] X2
[Chorus] (Fades Out)
BURN BITCH BURN - Gene Simmons
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[Verse]
Well it's out of the fryin' pan and into the fire
You bend over, baby, and let me be the driver
Just a cut of pink, wouldn't believe me if I told you
But this time you bit off more than you can chew
My my, yeah, just listen to this, babe
I got nasty habits, it's a fine line
So many girls and so little time
When love rears its head, I wanna get on your case (oh yeah!)
Ooh baby, wanna put my log in your fireplace
Ooh, maybe baby, you wanna get played
[Chorus]
Burn bitch burn, oooh, burn bitch burn, oooh
Burn bitch burn, oooh, burn bitch burn
Yeah!
[Verse]
Well it's an act of thrust and anyway you slice it
No sticks and stones, no kicks and groans can hide it
So why kid yourself, it's so cut and dry (Baby!)
Your body's condemned, and figures don't lie
Gonna cover my class, won't sit up and beg
Gotta keep my tail between my legs
You're cuttin' off your nose to spite your face
Ooh babe, gonna put you in your place
[Chorus]
So burn bitch burn, oooh (well the heels are stacked now)
Burn bitch burn, oooh (and there's nothin' you can do)
Burn bitch burn, oooh (so don't burn your bridges)
Burn bitch burn
We're all through, we are all through baby (so just burn)
[Solo]
Well the heels are stacked (against you)
Don't burn your bridges, we're all through
Hey babe, 'cause there's nothin' you can do
Burn bitch burn, oooh (and there's nothin' you can do babe)
Burn bitch burn, oooh (we're all through)
Burn bitch burn, oooh (ooh burn, burn my baby)
Burn bitch burn, oooh (yeah)
(repeats out)
GET ALL YOU CAN TAKE - Paul Stanley, Mitch Weissman
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[Verse]
I didn't know about the modern ways of life
I didn't really care
I never gave a damn about the future
I never got my share
Somebody said, "boy your time's a wastin'
You're movin' much too slow"
So many things in life worth tastin'
So much you oughta know (look out)
Get down, fool around
If you got half a chance, you take it
Ooh yeah, stand your ground
You gotta bend the rules to make it
Hold tight, see the light
Think of all the dues you're payin'
So true, I'm tellin' you
Wise up, can't you hear me sayin'
[Chorus]
You gotta get all you can take (sing along, gotta keep on hummin')
Stop waitin' for your lucky break (stop waitin', wastin' time)
What fuckin' difference does it make? (whoa-ooh, gotta keep it comin')
You gotta get all you can take (doncha know I'm gonna take what's mine)
People lookin', eyes wide open
Tell me what you see
Bodies tired, minds 'a chokin'
You gotta set 'em free
Don't think about the race they're runnin'
They'll never let you in
With all the rules, it's a race of fools And you can never win (look out)
Get down, fool around
Think of all the dues you're payin'
Oh yeah, stand your ground
Wise up, can't you hear me sayin'
[Chorus]
Oohhh, yeah
Ha, ha, ha
Yeah you know what I'm talking about
Ah, just take a look around you
[Solo]
[Chorus]
I'll take it (ooh yeah, ooh yeah!)
LONELY IS THE HUNTER - Gene Simmons
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[Verse]
My eggs in one basket, but she threw me a bone
She was dealt a full deck, but she likes to live alone
Ain't just talkin' to myself, need a reason to stop (oh yeah)
With a flower in her teeth, she drained the last drop
I said, "girls love money like bees the honey"
[Chorus]
But lonely is the hunter
You're my one and only
And lonely is the hunter
[Verse]
Asked her for a refill, sweat flew off my face (oh yeah)
She's a legendary figure, kept me in the cage (whoo)
She's a torture chamber, when I seduced her in my bed (ooh yeah)
She gave a cold reading, success went to her head
In the heat of the battle
The heart cannot rule
But lonely (I'm such a fool) is the hunter
You're my one and only
And lonely is the hunter
Lonely is the hunter (yeah)
You're my one and only
And lonely is the hunter
[Solo]
Lonely is the hunter
You're my one and only
And lonely is the hunter
Lonely is the hunter
You're my one and only
And lonely is the hunter
UNDER THE GUN - Paul Stanley, Eric Carr, Desmond Child
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[Verse]
Lookin' for a thrill, you'll get it my way
Let's hit the highway, I'll take you down
Shoot out in the night, lookin' for action
The main attraction is back in town
Press the pedal to the metal, on your mark, set, go
[Chorus]
Under the gun - do your living on the trigger
Under the gun - walk on the wire
Under the gun - when the stakes are gettin' bigger
Under the gun - take aim and fire
[Verse]
I don't need a reason to get crazy, I'm gettin' crazy and that's enough
Show me somethin' strange, you make it stranger
I swear that danger runs in my blood
Press the pedal to the metal, on your mark, set, go
When the dust begins to settle, everybody's gonna know (hah)
[Chorus]
Fire, fire (fire), fire (pow!)
Well there's no speed limit where I'm comin' from
Let's hit the highway doin' 69!!
[Solo]
Press the pedal to the metal, on your mark, set, go
When the dust begins to settle, everybody's gonna know
[Chorus]
Under the gun, under the gun, under the gun, under the gun
C'mon boys (fire) I can't hear you - (fire) Fire!
THRILLS IN THE NIGHT - Paul Stanley, Jean Beauvoir
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[Verse]
Early morning, as she wakes from her sleep
9 to 5, is the day that she'll keep
Ties her hair up and her blouse buttoned tight
Gets her work done as she waits for the night...
All the people, tell me what would they say
If they knew her, how she hides it away
Locked inside, there's the start of a flame
And the feelings that she never will tame
Ooh, as she's walking around like a mystery
Ooh, there's a woman that nobody sees, livin' inside
[Chorus]
Thrills in the night, far from the light
Passion taking over
Prices she pays, all through the days
No one really knows her
[Verse]
In the evening when she takes to the street
She goes hunting with a body in heat
And desires, she's kept hidden inside make her tingle
And she knows why she lies
Ooh, as she's walking around like a mystery
Ooh, there's a woman that nobody sees living inside
[Chorus] X2
Oooooooh-yeah!
[Solo]
(Whoo) see the stranger that she's pushing away
As she dresses for the start of a day
And desires she's kept hidden inside make her tingle
Yeah she knows why she lies
[Chorus] X3 (fades out)
WHILE THE CITY SLEEPS - Gene Simmons, Mitch Weissman
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[Verse]
What goes on behind closed doors, private wounds, open sores
You're your own worst enemy and cheap thrills bring you to your knees
It's thumbs down for someone you know, and it's easy come and easy go
[Chorus]
Burn your bridges, take what you can get
Go for the throat 'cause you paid your debt
Livin' well is the best revenge
So give 'em hell...
While the city sleeps - it's all there in black and white
While the city sleeps - through the eye of the needle, gotta thread your life
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps (yeah)
[Verse]
It's a hit or miss, an eye for an eye, live for today, and don't ask why
For better or worse, you bought and sold
They love you while you're hot and leave you when you're cold
[Chorus]
While the city sleeps - (yeah) better run for your life, take your troubles to the night
While the city sleeps - (yeah) beggars, thieves and losers, there's no relief
While the city sleeps - there's no relief, while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - (yeah)
[Solo]
[Chorus]
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - yeah, there's no relief
While the city sleeps
MURDER IN HIGH-HEELS - Gene Simmons, Mitch Weissman
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[Verse]
Hey, with a sleight of hand and a word of mouth
She's a cat been caged too long and now she's breakin' out
Well, get it straight, you better cross your heart
'Cause sparks are gonna fly, let me tell you what it's all about
Better run for cover, babe, she's gonna make her move
You know she could, she's a get rich bitch
You better get her while the gettin's good
She's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound
Just a turn of a knob, and she's real fine tuned
[Chorus] But she's murder in high-heels
She ain't the girl next door, worth the waitin' for
Well you're playin' with the fire, a pool of sweat's lyin' on the floor
She'll bring you to your knees, and when you're laid to rest
She's gonna give you something, she's just gotta get it off her chest
(yeah yeah yeah)
She's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound (ooh yeah)
Just a turn of a knob (whoa), and she's real fine tuned - here she comes
[Solo]
She's a vision in leather, like salt on a wound
Just a turn of a knob (ooh yeah), and she's real fine tuned
[Chorus]