Biografia:
Uniformes da Frota Espacial em frangalhos, guitarras polidas e poderosas letras de ficção científica só podem significar uma coisa - Warp 11, a maior banda de sci-fi rock das Américas.
Fundada pelo Capitão Karl Miller no início do Século XXI, Warp 11 redefiniu o gênero através de uma música extremamente original, toque poético inigualável e performaces ao vivo ultrajantes que equiparam-se a qualquer outra dita estrela do rock.
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Outras músicas:
- Betazoid Mind Fuck
- Boldly Go Down On Me
- Everything I Do I Do With William Shatner
- Give It Up For The Captain
- I Dont Want To Go To Heaven As Long As They Have Vulcans In Hell
- Its Dead Jim
- Jerk My Kirk
- Kill Klingons
- Montalban
- Old Country Doctor The Ballad Of Bones
- Rand
- She Make It So
- Song For People Who Never Watch Star Trek
- Sulu
- The Saddest Song Ever Written About Star Trek
- What Would William Shatner Do
- Yeah Brother
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Song: YEAH BROTHER (acoustic version)
Artist: Warp 11
Album: Red Alert
Intro: A---D---A---D
Verse1:
A
I'm like Odo, I'm jelly
D
I've got a slug in my belly
A D
I can say “he's dead, Jim” like DeForest Kelly
A
I'm like Scotty when I party
D
'Cause I need more time
A
To get with all the honeys
D
At least seven of nine
A
So give me Tranya, I'm on ya
D
And I'm gonna Wrath of Kahn ya
A D
You'll head now to Eden when I put my boot on ya
Chorus:
A (Strum once)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah brother
G A
Feel my tachyon
G A
I'm on your ass like a pissed off Klingon
G A
Warp core overload
G(Strum once) A---D---A---D
Prime directive gonna make my dick explode
Verse 2: A---D---A---D
I'm like Kirk
I flirt with bitches not of this earth
I've been killed so many times I should wear a red shirt
Got a cock named Spock
Emotions in a jar
I go psycho every seven years if I don't get to Pon Farr
So when I beam down
I put the ream down
A miser from Risa
Because I never spread the cream round
Like a Klingon with a hard on
Captain never let me get my mother fuckin’ thing on
::Repeat Chorus::
A D
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Brother (x4)
Artist: Warp 11
Album: Red Alert
Intro: A---D---A---D
Verse1:
A
I'm like Odo, I'm jelly
D
I've got a slug in my belly
A D
I can say “he's dead, Jim” like DeForest Kelly
A
I'm like Scotty when I party
D
'Cause I need more time
A
To get with all the honeys
D
At least seven of nine
A
So give me Tranya, I'm on ya
D
And I'm gonna Wrath of Kahn ya
A D
You'll head now to Eden when I put my boot on ya
Chorus:
A (Strum once)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah brother
G A
Feel my tachyon
G A
I'm on your ass like a pissed off Klingon
G A
Warp core overload
G(Strum once) A---D---A---D
Prime directive gonna make my dick explode
Verse 2: A---D---A---D
I'm like Kirk
I flirt with bitches not of this earth
I've been killed so many times I should wear a red shirt
Got a cock named Spock
Emotions in a jar
I go psycho every seven years if I don't get to Pon Farr
So when I beam down
I put the ream down
A miser from Risa
Because I never spread the cream round
Like a Klingon with a hard on
Captain never let me get my mother fuckin’ thing on
::Repeat Chorus::
A D
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Brother (x4)
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