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The Only Rock Album You’ll Ever Need
Disc 1
01. Black Betty
02. Kryptonite
03. The Dolphin’s Cry
04. Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)
05. Dragula
06. Last Resort
07. Rollin’ (Air Raid Vehicle)
08. Straight Out of Line
09. Woman
10. Remedy
11. Smooth Criminal
12. She Hates Me
13. Go With the Flow
14. Hate Me
15. Lips of an Angel
16. What’s My Age Again?
17. Still Waiting
Disc 2
01. She Is My Sin
02. Riot
03. Buried Alive
04. From Heads Unworthy
05. Face Down
06. Make Me Wanna Die
07. All Around Me
08. Heads Will Roll
09. Set Me Free
10. Shake What Your Mama Gave You
11. First Date
12. Heroes of Our Time
13. Thnks fr th Mmrs
14. Ruby
15. Chelsea Dagger
16. Walk Idiot Walk
17. Happiness
Disc 3
01. Somebody Told Me
02. No Such Thing
03. Crawling in the Dark
04. Heavy
05. Epic
06. Celebrity Skin
07. Buddy Holly
08. Lit Up
09. Tears of the Dragon
10. Spoonman
11. Higher Ground
12. Walkin’ on the Sun
13. Fire Water Burn
14. Fire Woman
15. Hangar 18
16. Cowboys From Hell
17. I Am the Law
Throw your dollar bills and leave your thrills all here with me
And speak but don't pretend I won't defend you anymore you see
It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for you
My eyes don't need to see that ugly thing, I know it's me you fear
If you want me hold me back

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"

I don't need a friend, I need to mend so far away
So come sit by the fire and play a while, but you can't stay too long
It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for pleasure
I see my heart explode, it's been eroded by the weather here
If you want me hold me back

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"

Hold your eyes closed, take me in
Hold your eyes closed, take me in

Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
Frail, the skin is dry and pale, the pain will never fail
And so we go back to the remedy
Clip the wings that get you high, just leave them where they lie
And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"