How many music titles can you spot? |
| Slow train coming down the tracks of my tears Heading towards the houses of the holy Where Thriller Bats out of Hell With appetites for destruction Swoop in throughout the door And shout at the Devil. It’s the Midnight train to Georgia Rumbling passed Abbey road And onto the hissing lawns of summer Where dangerous Animals Take shelter from the purple rain Beneath Joshua trees And howl at the dark side of the moon We journey past the Hotel California Where the Piper at the gates of dawn Pours tea for the tiller man And tells tales of a topological ocean Whilst Sargent Peppers Lonely Heart Clubs band Plays discrete music in the hallowed ground Of the church of the poisoned mind We travel through the tunnel of love And on the bridge over troubled waters |