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UFO
UFO


Background information
Origin London, England
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Hard Rock
Years active 1969—present
Label(s) EMI Group
Metal Blade Records
Chrysalis Records
Associated acts Scorpions
Fastway
Lone Star
The Michael Schenker Group
The Plot
Website Website
Members
Phil Mogg
Vinnie Moore
Paul Raymond
Pete Way
Andy Parker
Former members
Paul Gray
Simon Wright
Robbie France
Jason Bonham
Larry Wallis
Aynsley Dunbar
Mick Bolton
Michael Schenker
Paul Chapman
Laurence Archer
Bernie Marsden
Billy Sheehan
Neil Carter
Tommy McClendon
Clive Edwards
Danny Peyronel



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UFO Album


Force It (1975)
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*Cold wide sweet highway the place where we'd all go
Went out like a razor sharp and we'd all let it roll
Let it roll
Let it roll, let it go
Let it roll

**She'd skid up, and we really let it down
Laying it out, let it roll

When these wheels get rolling, let them roll right over you
The time will be sound and I'll always put it through
Let it roll, let it roll
Let it roll

**Repeat

*Repeat

**Repeat

. . .


Was a fast tough woman
Loved to play the clown
You won't do nothing about it
Break a good boy's resistance down

*Know she's got a pistol
Laid it down on me
She said shoot, shoot, shoot it boy
You gotta shoot it for me

Convinced me that she was worth it
Never knew I was her kill
And two 45's would do the trick
And pay the bills

*Repeat

**I've really got to get a fast ride out of here
Got to get a fast ride out of here
Got to get a fast ride out of here
Got to get a fast ride out of here now

Holding out in my hotel room
Police they finally come
Had her as the prosecution
And my prints upon the gun

*Repeat
**Repeat

. . .


High flyers, wailing birds
I'm so far out to sea
Ships are passing every night
Oh, all my boyish dreams

* and your every melody
With the sea tides tossin' free
Never, never holdin' back
Rock and rollers drift by

Turn to summer, goes so fast
Seems I'll never see you
One weekend and a photograph
Oh, all my boyish dreams

* repeat

. . .


Saturday night, we're all on the lookout for some thrills
Try to catch the band's last song
Backstage pass really showin' out
Feel that's where I belong

Sittin' down with all the big stars at the bar
I really have a rock vocation
From monopedemania to schizophrenia
Rise to any situation

* of old lost love, where will you go
When the show is over
Nobody wants to know

**
We need to feel
Something that's real
'cause you're losin' from the start
So be careful with your heart

** Repeat

Partners in the next bed and they're dancing cheek to cheek
Can't understand their highbrow conversation
Yes, you're pretty, who needs a pretty face
With a hot lips reputation

* Repeat

. . .


*
Lady love to hang on
Played it like a real intellectual
Sweet sister your still shaking
And your tragedy is never ending
Silver shoes you're wearing
Every window there you've ever stared in
Over my head, over my head

Sidewalks of the city
Every theater there you've ever played
Your comic book impersonations
Louise fazenda and buster keaton
Over my head, so it's all

** out in the street for just one more matinee
Yes, your vaudeville carries on
So put a smile in front your man can see
Yes, your vaudeville carries on


** repeat
* repeat

. . .


*
Try to make some changes really on the line
Given your religion, never ever time
All the jokers laughing, queens upon the floor
Mothers understand it, baby needs some more

Head held up to ransom, by a quick hand and a gun
Just your education, hard to understand
Will the teenage legend make a mark on you
Make a big time status, with a pen we'll stab it through

**
Mother mary could you ever really feel the same
And would you try to understand a wild colonial boy

* Repeat
** Repeat

. . .


I really tried my hardest just to make you understand
(what) it feels like to a boy, when he don't feel like a man
But you gave me so much money
And you would not understand
I realize I hurt you, so I stay just as I am

*
But the whole world keeps on turnin'
Yes, the whole world keeps on turnin'
But the whole world keeps on turnin'
I just roll along

There's been one too many mornings
And one too many years
One of life's delinquents
Who just can't take the pace

We found out the hard way
I hope you understand
That my life is just my habit
And I had an overdose

* Repeat

I used to try, I used to try
Used to cry, oh I used to cry

* Repeat

. . .


* In a dance band competition fox-trotting with my girl
Dance, dance, dance all night
Dance your life away
High geared razzle dazzle, recession is the trouble
Dance, dance, dance all night
Dance your life away

Thirty hours on the floor and twenty partners left
Dance, dance, dance all night
Dance your life away
Feel so tired it must be a week
Nearly on my knees
Dance, dance, dance all night
Dance your life away

**
California, you always seem to have the sun
But I never really got near to it
And you try your hand at anything you know
Just to try and earn a dollar

* repeat
** repeat

. . .


Kid's gettin' tired of hangin' around
So cocksure, thingin' aloud
Can't get it in when you can't get it out
Sure ain't enough and there ain't no doubt

You can't stop a train with just a smile
Stop bein' a star only for a while
Hole in my pocket and a hole in my arm
And that's left when life's lost it's charm

This could be for us just any other day
So come on girl, we really got to get away
It's the only chance you'll ever have to take
Stayin' in this city will drive you insane

Kid's gettin' tired of hangin' around
So cocksure, thingin' aloud
Can't get it in when you can't get it out
Sure ain't enough and there ain't no doubt

Can't win or lose when there's little left to choose
Now til next year it'll always be the same
The black back streets an people who don't know your name
Go with the wind if it'll only carry you away

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A Million Miles

[No lyrics]

. . .


*
Try to make some changes really on the line
Given your religion, never ever time
All the jokers laughing, queens upon the floor
Mothers understand it, baby needs some more

Head held up to ransom, by a quick hand and a gun
Just your education, hard to understand
Will the teenage legend make a mark on you
Make a big time status, with a pen we'll stab it through

**
Mother mary could you ever really feel the same
And would you try to understand a wild colonial boy

* Repeat
** Repeat

. . .


*
Lady love to hang on
Played it like a real intellectual
Sweet sister your still shaking
And your tragedy is never ending
Silver shoes you're wearing
Every window there you've ever stared in
Over my head, over my head

Sidewalks of the city
Every theater there you've ever played
Your comic book impersonations
Louise fazenda and buster keaton
Over my head, so it's all

** out in the street for just one more matinee
Yes, your vaudeville carries on
So put a smile in front your man can see
Yes, your vaudeville carries on


** repeat
* repeat

. . .


Was a fast tough woman
Loved to play the clown
You won't do nothing about it
Break a good boy's resistance down

*Know she's got a pistol
Laid it down on me
She said shoot, shoot, shoot it boy
You gotta shoot it for me

Convinced me that she was worth it
Never knew I was her kill
And two 45's would do the trick
And pay the bills

*Repeat

**I've really got to get a fast ride out of here
Got to get a fast ride out of here
Got to get a fast ride out of here
Got to get a fast ride out of here now

Holding out in my hotel room
Police they finally come
Had her as the prosecution
And my prints upon the gun

*Repeat
**Repeat

. . .


*Cold wide sweet highway the place where we'd all go
Went out like a razor sharp and we'd all let it roll
Let it roll
Let it roll, let it go
Let it roll

**She'd skid up, and we really let it down
Laying it out, let it roll

When these wheels get rolling, let them roll right over you
The time will be sound and I'll always put it through
Let it roll, let it roll
Let it roll

**Repeat

*Repeat

**Repeat

. . .


Kids gettin' tired, hangin' around
So fuck sure thinkin' aloud
Can't get it in, can't get it out
Sure ain't enough and there ain't no doubt

Can't stop a train with just a smile
Stop me at the start only for a while
Hole in my pocket, hole in my arm
Al that's left when life's lost its charm

This could be for us just any other day
Come on girl, we've really got to get away
It's the only chance you'll ever heve to change

Kids gettin' tired, hangin' around
So fuck sure thinkin' aloud
Can't get it in, can't get it out
Sure ain't enough and there ain't no doubt

Can't win or lose when there's little left to choose
Now 'til next year it'll always be the same
The black back streets and people
Who don't kniow your name
Go with the wind, it'll only carry us away

. . .


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