United World Rebellion: Chapter One Album

Artist(s): Skid Row

Cover Art

Skid Row United World Rebellion: Chapter One Cover Art

Tracklist

Kings of Demolition

length: 4:11
producer: Rachel Bolan and Dave “The Snake” Sabo
membranophone: Rob Hammersmith
lead vocals: Johnny Solinger
mixer: Jeff Tomei
guitar: Scotti Hill and Dave “The Snake” Sabo
percussion: Rob Hammersmith
bass guitar: Rachel Bolan
writer: Rachel Bolan, Dave “The Snake” Sabo

We've got the bullet and the Bible we defend it with
You can believe what you've been told
No such thing as zombies of an alien apocalypse
We've got the matters in control

can't find salvation in a candy coated letter bomb
No rights of passage are for free
We want till we need then we fight till we bleed
Then we walk till we crawl and we run till we fall
And cut our throats out socially

Even some angels are thrown in the fire
The demons inside me are ready for hire
Concealed in my mind is my darkest desire
All that is left is your burning empire

I'm king of the demolition
Justice is a new religion
Praise god for the ammunition
Get in back you can ride with the bullets

I'm king of the demolition
Justice is a new religion
Praise god for the ammunition
Get in back you can ride with the bullets
Get in back you can ride with the bullets

My retribution is without sincere apology
And every word is on a wire
We will stand till we die and we'll stare till we cry
And we'll live by he sword and the hands of the lord
Accounted for and justified

Even some angels are thrown in the fire
The demons inside me are ready for hire
Concealed in my mind is my darkest desire
All that is left is your burning empire

I'm king of the demolition
Justice is a new religion
Praise god for the ammunition
Get in back you can ride with the bullets

I'm king of the demolition
Justice is a new religion
Praise god for the ammunition
Get in back you can ride with the bullets
Get in back you can ride with the bullets

I'm king of the demolition
Justice is a new religion
Praise god for the ammunition
Get in back you can ride with the bullets

I'm king of the demolition
Justice is a new religion
Praise god for the ammunition
Get in back you can ride with the bullets

I'm king of the demolition
Justice is a new religion
Praise god for the ammunition
Get in back you can ride with the bullets
Get in back you can ride with the bullets

Get in back you can ride with the bullets
Get in back you can ride with the bullets
Get in back you can ride with the bullets

I'm king of the demolition

Let's Go

length: 2:54
producer: Dave “The Snake” Sabo and Rachel Bolan
membranophone: Rob Hammersmith
lead vocals: Johnny Solinger
mixer: Jeff Tomei
guitar: Scotti Hill and Dave “The Snake” Sabo
percussion: Rob Hammersmith
bass guitar: Rachel Bolan
writer: Rachel Bolan
There"s nothing else alive to me
All I want is victory
Every second flashes on my brain

Adrenaline is turning red
The powers going to my head
The light is steady burning in my veins

I put my heavy foot down to the floor
Living on the line and wanting more
I"m one with my machine
Bleeding gasoline
Kick the tires, light the fires
Let"s go!

Let seven thousand horses loose
Grab your gear and hit the juice
Then take a shot at making history

It"s time to go, it"s do or die
A kamikaze lullaby
Is in my suicidal memory

I put my heavy foot down to the floor
Living on the line and wanting more
I"m one with my machine
Bleeding gasoline
Kick the tires, light the fires
Let"s go

This Is Killing Me

length: 4:56
producer: Rachel Bolan and Dave “The Snake” Sabo
membranophone: Rob Hammersmith
lead vocals: Johnny Solinger
mixer: Jeff Tomei
guitar: Dave “The Snake” Sabo and Scotti Hill
percussion: Rob Hammersmith
bass guitar: Rachel Bolan
writer: Rachel Bolan, Dave “The Snake” Sabo
The worst of times collide
The best is left behind
Things we shouldn"t see
Taking liberties

Hung on every word
And some I"ve never heard
The love there was to be
This is killing me
This is killing me
This is killing me
This is killing me

Mistakes leap of faith
That"s fallen out of place
Disguised as unity
The unseen injury

The slamming of the door
That calls a dog to war
What is and what shall be
This is killing me
This is killing me
This is killing me
We"ve cut the skin to watch it bleed, but underneath
This is killing me

Before the system shuts us down
Emotions running underground
Let"s promise that we won"t look back on this

There"s never right and always wrong
We"ve fought for love for far too long
Lets free ourselves and lead our separate lives
I"m gonna fly...
I"m gonna fly...
I"m gonna fly...

Get Up

length: 4:57
producer: Rachel Bolan and Dave “The Snake” Sabo
membranophone: Rob Hammersmith
lead vocals: Johnny Solinger
mixer: Jeff Tomei
guitar: Dave “The Snake” Sabo and Scotti Hill
percussion: Rob Hammersmith
bass guitar: Rachel Bolan
writer: Rachel Bolan, Dave “The Snake” Sabo
Indecisions pre-empt holy war
Every religion has it"s
Drunkard and w____s
We"re only your savior in the days of your need
Yet you drag our dead bodies through your p___
Landed streets

Your gods are guns that make you run to what you
Can"t conceive
Sit back and feed our wealth
Give me a bomb and I"ll drop it myself

Get up- get ready to go
Get up- you know you got to
Get up- "cause she"s ready to blow
Get up
Get up- get ready to go
Get up- you got to, got to
Get up- "cause she"s ready to blow
Get up

Done is the hatred that is scaling our walls
Won"t turn a blind eye when you"re storming our halls
If only once you had the presence of mind
You"d appreciate your fears if we left you behind

Does not our being to burn away in eastern sun?
Bury your heads in the sand
Then celebrate with out blood on your hand

Sit back and feed on the wealth
Hand me the bomb and I"ll drop it myself

Stitches

length: 3:43
producer: Rachel Bolan and Dave “The Snake” Sabo
membranophone: Rob Hammersmith
lead vocals: Johnny Solinger
mixer: Jeff Tomei
guitar: Dave “The Snake” Sabo and Scotti Hill
percussion: Rob Hammersmith
bass guitar: Rachel Bolan
writer: Rachel Bolan, Dave “The Snake” Sabo
Well I"m breaking the place up
Cuz you"re stealing my air
We"ve been going to hell in a handbag
But it is what it is and I don"t really care

The loss of direction
Has turned me around
I am a lone aberration
Too early for judgment or too late to be found

I can"t wait for these stitches to heal
I"m pulling them out for the wound to be real
The breaks and the bruises are
All that I fell
I can"t wait for these stitches to heal

I tick like a time bomb
And fight for my life
The trick in the defusing
You can live a new day or explode in the night

I"ve peeled back my eyelids
To try finding my way
Waiting on some indication
To leave with the light or to not where I lay

I can"t wait for these stitches to heal
I"m pulling them out for the wound to be real
The breaks and the bruises are all that I need
I can"t wait for these stitches to heal

Bent not broken
Down but not out
Bless the chosen ones
Who scream out loud