"Hair of the Dog" — the heaviest riff in Nazareth's catalogue.
Heart breaker, soul shaker
I've been told about you
Steamroller, midnight stroller
What they've been saying must be true
bridge:
Red hot mama
Velvet charmer
Time's come to pay your dues
chorus:
Now you're messin' with a
A son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a
A son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Talkin' jivey, poison ivy
You ain't gonna cling to me
Man taker, born faker
I ain't so blind I can't see
bridge
chorus
pipes solo
chorus
Знаете ли вы, что...
- From Hair of the Dog (1975). The title track built around one of the era's most powerful guitar riffs. The phrase "son of a bitch" — partly obscured in the radio edit — was a declaration of intent from a band tired of commercial compromise. The album title is both a hangover cure and a metaphor for fighting back.