℗ 1972 Purple Records TPSA 7504
«Machine Head» — àëüáîì ðîê-ãðóïïû DEEP PURPLE. Çàïèñàí â ïåðèîä ñ 6 ïî 21 äåêàáðÿ 1971 ãîäà â ãîñòèíèöå Grand Hotel, Ìîíòð¸, Øâåéöàðèÿ. Çàïèñü ïðîèçâîäèëàñü ïðè ïîìîùè ìîáèëüíîé ñòóäèè, àðåíäîâàííîé ó ãðóïïû THE ROLLING STONES. Ñòàâøèå óæå ëåãåíäîé îáñòîÿòåëüñòâà çàïèñè àëüáîìà ëåãëè â îñíîâó çíàìåíèòîãî ãèìíà òÿæ¸ëîãî ðîêà — «Smoke on the Water». |
(Ritchie Blackmore — Ian Gillan — Roger Glover — Jon Lord — Ian Paice)
Oah nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Oh it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tyres and everything I love it and I need it, I bleed it Yeah it's a wild hurricane Alright hold tight, I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my girl I'm gonna keep her to the end Nobody gonna have my girl She stays close on every bend Oh she's a killing machine She's got everything A moving mouth Body control and everything I love her an' I need her, I seed her Yeah she turns me on Alright hold tight, I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my head I got speed inside my brain Nobody gonna steal my head Now that I'm on the road again Oh I'm in heaven again I've got everything Like a moving ground An open road and everything I love it and I need it, I seed it Eight cylinders all mine Alright hold tight, I'm a highway star Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Oh it's a killing machine It's got everything Like a driving power Big fat tyres and everything I love it and I need it, I bleed it Yeah it's a mad hurricane Alright hold tight, I'm a highway star I'm a highway star I'm a highway star
(Ritchie Blackmore — Ian Gillan — Roger Glover — Jon Lord — Ian Paice)
Peeping 'round the door, I got a big surprise Couldn't see a thing but open skies They've taken her away - Where is she now? Wish that she was here, I wish she'd hold my hand Maybe she would laugh, maybe understand Why was I so cruel? Where is she now? Acting like a fool, I had to make her cry Maybe I'm a Leo but I ain't a lion I'm hurting oh so bad - I want her now
(Ritchie Blackmore — Ian Gillan — Roger Glover — Jon Lord — Ian Paice)
Somebody's shouting up at a mountain Only my own words return Nobody's up there, it's a deception When will I ever learn? I'm alone here with emptiness, eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And whispering pictures of home Wondering blindly, how can they find me? Maybe they don't even know My body is shaking, anticipating The call of the black footed crow-ouh I'm alone here with emptiness, eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And taunting with pictures of home Here in this prison of my own making Year after day I have grown Into a herobut there's no worship Where have they hidden my throne-ouh? I'm alone here with emptiness, eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And screaming out pictures of home
(Ritchie Blackmore — Ian Gillan — Roger Glover — Jon Lord — Ian Paice)
Somebody, somebody come to my side I'm tired, I'm crying, I'm sick inside My woman, that woman just wasn't right Help me now please my friend I never felt so bad before Never never before So funny, so funny, just like a show One name, two people, all in a row-ouh Somebody, somebody, someone must go Help me now please my friend I never felt so bad before Never never before I was hurt when I was younger By a woman who was cold-ouh She took my name, she took my body Then she threw away my soul I can't hide, I can't hide my misery I know my sorrow won't set me free She did it, d'you see? She did it to me Help me now please my friend I never felt so bad before Never never before
(Ritchie Blackmore — Ian Gillan — Roger Glover — Jon Lord — Ian Paice)
We all came out to Montreux On the Lake Geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have much time Frank Zappa and the Mothers Were at the best place around But some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the ground. Smoke on the water, Fire in the sky Smoke on the water. They burned down the gambling house It died with an awful sound Funky Claude was running in and out Pulling kids out the ground When it all was over We had to find another place But Swiss time was running out It seemed that we would lose the race. Smoke on the water, Fire in the sky. Smoke on the water. We ended up at the Grand Hotel It was empty cold and bare But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside Making our music there With a few red lights and a few old beds We make a place to sweat No matter what we get out of this I know we'll never forget Smoke on the water, Fire in the sky. Smoke on the water.
(Ritchie Blackmore — Ian Gillan — Roger Glover — Jon Lord — Ian Paice)
You're lazy... Just stay in bed You're lazy... Just stay in bed You don't want no money You don't want no bread oh no If you're drowning You don't clutch no straw No no, if you're drowning You don't clutch no straw You don't want to live You don't want to cry no more no no Well my trying ain't done no good I said my trying ain't done no good You don't make no effort No not like you should Lazy... You just stay in bed Lazy... You just stay in bed You don't want no money You don't want no bread Yeah
(Ritchie Blackmore — Ian Gillan — Roger Glover — Jon Lord — Ian Paice)
Well we had a lot of luck on Venus We always had a ball on Mars Meeting all the groovey people We've rocked the Milky Way so far We danced around with Borealice We're space truckin' 'round the stars Come on, come on, come on Let's go space truckin' Come on, come on, come on Space truckin' Remember when we did the moonshot And Pony Trekker led the way We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop And every 'naut would dance and sway We got music in our solar system We're space truckin' 'round the stars Come on, come on, come on Let's go space truckin' Come on, come on, come on Space truckin' The fireball that we rode was moving But now we've got a new machine Yeah yeah yeah yeah, the freak said Man those cats can really swing They got music in their solar system They've rocked around the Milky Way They danced around the Borealice They're space truckin' everyday Come on, come on, come on Let's go space truckin' Come on, come on, come on Space truckin' Come on, come on, come on Let's go space truckin' Come on, come on, come on Space truckin' Yeah yeah yeah space truckin' Yeah yeah yeah space truckin'...