(E. Bloom)
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Slicing through the night Three riders
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Perched on American steel Riders with no name
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Time cannot reveal riders with no names
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On October 31'st many years ago
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Three friends went out for a ride
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For it was a famous party night
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And to party was to get high
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They loaded up on beer and cocaine
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And they started their bikes with a roar
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They couldn't have known that on this night
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They were beginning their longest tour
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Chorus:Feel the thunder of the midnight ride
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They're torn asunder by those who died
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Feel the thunder of the midnight ride
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They're torn asunder by those who died
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On to their favorite road they rode
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Leather horsemen ridin' three wide
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Their metal beasts howled in the night
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And dark spectre was their guide
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They came around the curve too fast
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Only time for a scream
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A fiery crash of chrome and steel
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Was the beginning of the longest dream
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Chorus:
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As their fates decreed that night
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Their souls must be tried
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Now you can hear them every Hallows Eve
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Forever doomed to ride
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Slicing through the night Three riders
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Perched on American steel Riders with no name
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Time cannot reveal riders with no names
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CHORUS:
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Feel The Thunder
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Blue Oyster Cult |