Mit „Emotion Factory Reset“ veröffentlichen ARMORED SAINT am 22. Mai ihren neunten Studiodreher seit dem 1984er Debüt „March Of The Saint“
Fronter John Bush über den Titel, der mit Baseball zu tun hat:
“It’s like you knocked something out of the park. I use a lot of sports analogies because I love sports. Sports IS entertainment…’Hit A Moonshot’ is inspired by the people who keep landing on their feet. Like, no matter what the fuck this person does… Some people just get lucky. This applies to anyone. And landing on your feet is commendable. So, I’m busting balls, but I’m also giving accolades. Sometimes people can do that all the way to their grave. Then there are other people who are so good or talented or creative, and they struggle forever. I don’t think life is balanced all the time, and I don’t think it’s fair. It has a ferocious riff, cool tempo changes, scorching leads, huge chorus with lots of backing vocals. We love Queen and The Sweet! It’s a cool breakdown with an epic ending. Once again, it sounds just like ARMORED SAINT.”
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Lyrics:
To get to the creme of the crop is going to take
A move like a wild hare
Patronize all night long
Yet I’m still full of hot air
Stick and a move and a rat-a-tat
And you don’t know what’s coming
One sided game of leapfrog
And I keep on jumping
Work it to the core
Jacked to the core
Wreck the town like a cyber war
Work it to the core
Jacked to the core
I’m falling off the cliff
Man I hit a moonshot a moonshot
Right off the yacht yeah
Girl I hit a moonshot the jackpot
Look what I got
Standing in motion licking their wounds
Running hot and cold
Brass tactics always prevail
Or so I’m told
Bend the ear nonstop
Cause I’m pigheaded
Face the firing squad
But never defeated
Work it to the core
Jacked to the core
I found a place I can really soar
Work it to the core
Jacked to the core
Come and take a whiff
Man I hit a moonshot a moonshot
Take down Camelot
Girl I hit a moonshot
Yeah now the floor is mine
Don’t count on jack squat
Jack squat
Like a newborn baby’s wail
I’ll shoot em up like William Tell
Yes the party’s over
Now we all can celebrate
Yes the party’s over
Now we all can celebrate
I hit a moonshot
My jackpot
I hit a moonshot
And Camelot is dead but I’m not
Like a newborn baby’s wail
I’ll shoot em all like William Tell