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HE'S RED-LINING
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"Burning down the highway on a good-looking Harley / Running from a lovers goodbye"
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The Story of Oly Oly was raised by a family of beavers in the wilds of British Columbia after being inadvertently left at a forest campsite by his Swiss parent
BAND MEMBERS OLY M. PUK: Vocals, uke and lubrication BINDER 'Squash Me' PANU: Bass, veggie snacks, bouncer RICKI 'Sue Me' SANTINI: Percussion, money laundering, bail AUSTIN 'Mucky-Muck' KOWLOON: Keyboards, greasing palms, looks of disdain THE STORY OF OLY Oly was raised by a family of beavers in the wilds of British Columbia after being inadvertently left at a forest campsite by his Swiss parents who were rushing for a ferry in Prince Rupert. By the time they noticed Oly wasn't in the back of their rented motor home, Oly's parents were already on the ferry to Port Hardy, and they were too embarrassed to tell anyone. (Plus, they had another son back home who was showing more promise.) So they decided to keep their mouths shut and continue their journey across Canada. It wasn't until many years later that Oly's beaver parents told him he wasn't their real son, and Oly was so traumatized, he threw his retainer (overbite) and some bark chips in a backpack and started hitch hiking to the big city. That's where he met Ricki Santini, who was scalping tickets outside GM Place at the time to pay her way through law school. Ricki taught Oly how to survive on the mean streets and dance floors of Vancouver and was there for him when Oly discovered there was more than one meaning to the word 'beaver'. It was a fateful rainy night one autumn when Oly and Ricki decided to try ripping off a cab driver by jumping out of his taxi when they got to their destination. That cab driver was Binder Panu, who had them both by the scruff of the neck with their feet off the ground before they'd made it twenty yards. Binder smacked them together like cymbals a couple times until Ricki started pulling bills out of her pockets and smooth-talking her way out of it. Which is how Binder and Ricki discovered they had a mutual love for masala dosa and idli. (Oly was bawling like a baby and making strange animal sounds.) After a late-night snack at ****** , they decided they really should do something meaningful with their lives. And doing it together would be like, even more cool, dude. So they pooled their money and bought a Play Station 2. Years later, they had bonded in a way that only countless hours of video games can lead to, and when Guitar Hero came out, they discovered their unbelievably awesome musical talents. That's when they formed the band "RICKI, BEAVER, and BINDER", which was an abysmal failure since real instruments are much harder to play than video games. But they stuck with it and eventually ran into Austin Kowloon at a Rave when they were all on E and discovered they really, really, loved hugging each other. (That was the one and only time in their lives they have ever taken drugs because drugs are very, very bad for you. Unless they're made by massive pharmaceutical companies, of course.) Austin joined the band, suggested the name change, and had all the connections they needed to make it BIG! Well, not really big, but his daddy did let them play under the tent at the family's annual Dim Sum and Fox Hunt Party. Anyway, that's Oly's story, and he's sticking to it.
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Rock Rock General
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Peak #1,209
Peak in subgenre #279
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May 26, 2010
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MP3 3.9 MB 128 kbps 4:17
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HE'S RED-LINING Burning down the highway on a good looking Harley Running from a lover's goodbye Leaning on the corners like he leaned on his lady Leaning 'til the sparks are flying Tattoo on his arm is of the Reaper waiting Waiting for somebody to cry Oh no, Billy don't care if he dies He's red-lining (Oh yeah, but he's running free) He's red-lining (Never be what you want him to be) He's red-lining, red-red-red-lining, right out of control Pulling on the throttle 'til he can't hear the voices Screaming at him, burning inside Everybody wondering what happened to Billy He used to be his momma's pride But all he got at school was a major in dealing Good lays and a kilo of lies Oh yeah, Billy's a king of disguise He's red-lining (Oh yeah, but he's running free) He's red-lining (Never be what you want him to be) He's red-lining, red-red-red-lining, right out of control (Solo) Billy hit the corner with the wind in his helmet Screaming out a final farewell Demon underneath him at a hundred and twenty Carried Billy right into hell Nobody'd believed he'd ever make it to thirty Many thought he'd die any day And oh yeah, Billy he'd liked it that way He's red-lining (Oh yeah, but he's running free) He's red-lining (Never be what you want him to be) He's red-lining, red-red-red-lining, right out of control ?1989 Van Clayton Powel
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