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Past, Present & Future
Disc 1
01. Thunder Kiss ’65
02. Black Sunshine
03. Feed the Gods
04. More Human Than Human
05. Super Charger Heaven
06. I’m Your Boogie Man
07. Hands of Death (Burn Baby Burn)
08. The Great American Nightmare
09. Dragula
10. Living Dead Girl
11. Superbeast
12. Feel So Numb
13. Never Gonna Stop (The Red Red Kroovy)
14. Demon Speeding
15. Brick House 2003
16. Pussy Liquor
17. Blitzkrieg Bop
18. Two‐Lane Blacktop
19. Girl on Fire
Disc 2
01. Thunder Kiss ’65
02. More Human Than Human
03. Dragula
04. Living Dead Girl
05. Superbeast
06. Never Gonna Stop (The Red Red Kroovy)
07. Feel So Numb
08. Demonoid Phenomenon
09. Return of the Phantom Stranger
10. Spookshow Baby
Gripping the wheel, his knuckles went white with desire
The wheels of his Mustang exploding on the highway like a slug from a .45
True Death, 400 horsepower of maximum performance piercing the night
This is Black Sunshine

Yeah, move me in the silence of Baltic motorway
Hang me on the edge before I fall away
Apocalypse is dawnin' action on the mile
A can-do revolution, earth to the river Nile

Sweet'n the ride Black Sunshine
Sweet'n the ride, yeah
Sweet'n the ride Black Sunshine
Sweet'n the ride, yeah

Cry a river cosmic, moon in a Scorpio
Feel her body breathe, acid radio
Tell me that you like it when I'm going down
Tell me that you like it, move to the speed of sound

Sweet'n the ride Black Sunshine
Sweet'n the ride, yeah!
Sweet'n the ride Black Sunshine (yeah)
Sweet'n the ride, go

Slide into, I said 44, cool heart can hypnotize
Dream into infinity, I turned the love to lies
Crawl across the water, wave and sink into the sea (right now)
Reflecting onto everything, that you can never be
Check out!

Yeah, to the devil a daughter comes 2000 worlds away, yeah-yeah
Born to lose the love you choose, destroy another day
Check out!

Yeah, sweet'n the ride Black Sunshine
Sweet'n the ride, yeah
Sweet'n the ride Black Sunshine
Sweet'n the ride, yeah

Stare into the TV, kiss off the pain
Wonderland is falling, no sing, no rain
Momentary damage into the high
Drift me to the circuit sky

Finally nothing moves. High noon
Black top rolling below the asphalt drive
A concrete fascination scraping the edge of nothing
This is Black Sunshine