Robert John "Mutt" Lange's buffed-to-a-sheen production -- polished drum and guitar sounds, multi-tracked layers of vocal harmonies, a general sanding of any and all musical rough edges, and a perfectionistic attention to detail -- set the style for much of the melodic hard rock that followed.
It wasn't a raw or spontaneous sound, but the performances were still energetic and committed. Leppard's quest for huge, transcendent hard rock perfection on Pyromania was surprisingly successful; their reach never exceeded their grasp, which makes the album an enduring and massively influential classic.
Close search. Just added to your cart. Continue shopping. Availability Sold out. Error Quantity must be 1 or more. Add to cart. Description Tracklist Reviews. What amazing sides such as these have to offer is not hard to hear: The biggest, most immediate staging in the largest acoustic space The biggest, most immediate staging in the largest acoustic space The most Tubey Magic, without which you have almost nothing. CDs give you clean and clear. Only the best vintage vinyl pressings offer the kind of Tubey Magic that was on the tapes in Tight, note-like, rich, full-bodied bass, with the correct amount of weight down low Natural tonality in the midrange -- with all the instruments having the correct timbre Transparency and resolution, critical to hearing into the three-dimensional studio space No doubt there's more but we hope that should do for now.
Playing the record is the only way to hear all of the qualities we discuss above, and playing the best pressings against a pile of other copies under rigorously controlled conditions is the only way to find a pressing that sounds as good as this one does. Pour some sugar on me Ooh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon fire me up Pour your sugar on me Oh, I can't get enough. You got the peaches, I got the cream Sweet to taste, saccharine 'cause I'm hot, say what, sticky sweet From my head, my head, to my feet.
Pour some sugar on me Ooh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon fire me up Pour your sugar on me Oh, I can't get enough Pour some sugar on me Oh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me Get it, come get it Pour your sugar on me Ooh Pour some sugar on me Yeah! Sugar me! Ya better come inside when you're ready to But no chance if ya don't wanna dance You like four letter words when you're ready to But then you won't 'cos you know that you can.
Gimme all of you lovin' - ev'ry little bit Gimme all that you got - ev'ry bit of it Ev'ry bit of your lovin - oh, c'mon live a bit Never want it to stop. Yeah, but are you gettin' it? Ooh, really gettin' it? You try comin' on when you need some But then you don't 'cos you already did Yeah, you jangle your jewels while your shakin' ya And drive the pretty boys outta their heads. You flash your bedroom eyes like a jumpin' jack Then play it pretty with a pat on the back.
You know you ya can't stop it So don't rock it You know you got it Hey, but are you gettin' it? Come get it from me. Are you gettin' it? Really gettin' it? Yes, are you gettin' it, really gettin' it? Oh, come get it from me. Gimme all of you lovin' - ev'ry little bit Gimme all that you got - ev'ry bit of it Ev'ry bit of your lovin' - Oh come on live a bit Never want it to stop - Oh, are you getting it?
Gimme all of your lovin' - Ooh really gettin' it? Gimme all that you got - Oh are you getting it? Gimme all of your lovin' - Oh live a bit Gimme all that you got - Whoa, live a bit. You've got to live it - gimme all of your lovin' Ooh baby live it - gimme all that you got C'mon and give it - ev'ry bit of your lovin' Oh come on and give it - Never want it to stop Oh are you gettin' it?
Feelin' like it's all over, feelin' like there's no love Feelin' like it's not easy, breathin' life in the dust On a countdown to zero take a ride on the nightmare machine. There ain't gonna be heroes There ain't gonna be anything Oh Here it comes, here comes the night Here it comes, hell in the night Here it comes, here comes the night. When we all fall down When we walk into silence When we shadow the sun When we surrender to violence Oh Then the damage is done Put away that gun!
That's right! We're fightin' for the gods of war but what the hell we fightin' for? We're fightin' with the gods of war but I'm a rebel. And I ain't gonna fight no more no way! On a countdown to zero Take a ride on the nightmare machine There ain't gonna be heroes Whoa There ain't gonna be anything No!
Stop Stop fightin' for the gods of war Stop fightin' for the gods of war Yeah what the hell we fightin' for? What in the hell we fightin' for? We're fightin' with the gods of war Heavy! Run for cover Run for cover Don't shoot! She's so dangerous Shotgun! Don't shoot shotgun! Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right Fallin' head over heals at the speed of light Hey little miss heaven on earth Whoa, won't you walk this way but I see a red alert Oh, my senses say keep away So don't shoot!
Don't shoot shotgun Dream on nightmare Touch 'n' go Dove turned destroyer, she cut you up, she's a slave of love. Don't shoot shotgun You got me bitin' my lip Don't shoot shotgun!
Ya shootin' straight from the hip. Hit 'n' miss, flesh and blood She's sweet and indiscreet, she can't get enough A little midnight madness Oh baby, you can't hide So wild 'n' unpredictable Step aside 'Cos you're, you're shooting wide. Don't shoot it! Shake it, shake it! Aw, take this little hit 'n' miss Ow! Oh shoot it! Uh, Oh shotgun! Shoot me, baby! Let it blow! Ah Living by the law is a bloody necessary bore Everybody are you gettin' what you're lookin' for?
Livin' by the rule is somethin' that you gotta do! But does it matter if we Break a rule or two? Get up, break out, don't be the odd one out Livin' on the edge, I'm a tryin' to keep a level head. Ev'ry morning it's a bummer gettin' out of bed Same old story does a nothin' ever ever change? Yeah, they lock me up and then they let me out again.
Goin' thru the motions desperation guaranteed Whoa, get f-f-frustrated easily Pedal to the metal senses working overtime Hey, gonna fight to the finish baby Draw the line! I said Welcome to my show It's just a-you and me baby We got the whole damn night to go.
You're holding out on me, while I'm on fire If you can't stand the heat, then you should try Victim of my vices, you know you are You skate on ice to paradise, stairway to the stars. You come on like a lady dressed to kill Never thought you could be caught, but you will A Little understanding, a little love A headline act around the back, is what I'm thinkin' of.
You're going for my head, you're going down Gettin' good at being bad, you're hangin' round A fun inspired asylum, toys for the boys Love on the rocks, forget-me-nots, you got no change. Somewhere in the distance I hear the bells ring Darkness settles on the town as the children start to sing The lady 'cross the street she shuts out the night There's a cast of thousands waiting as she turns out the light.
But it's too late, too late, too late Too late for love Yes it's too late too late, too late Too late for love. London boys are staring as the girls go hand in hand With a pocket full of innocence, their entrance is grand And the Queen of the dream stands before them all She stretches out her hand as the curtains start to fall.
Standing by the trapdoor aware of me and you Are the actor and the clown their waiting for their cue And there's a lady over there she's acting pretty cool But when it comes to playing life she's always playin' the fool. Shotgun Let's welcome home the soldier boy from Far away, far away No angel of mercy just a need to destroy Fire away, fire away Let's toast the hero with blood in his eyes The scars on his mind took so many lives Die Hard the Hunter.
Welcome home soldier boy Put down your pistol, yeah, put down your toy Yeah, they can take your gun away from you But never take away your attitude They can't do that, no, they can't do that.
You got no enemy, no front line The only battles in the back of your mind You don't know how to change from bad to good You brought the war to your neighbourhood. Back in the city, he's a man on the loose He is the shadow that's following you He takes no prisoners when he's hunting for game He's got a bullet and it carries your name. Lady luck never smiles So lend your love to me, awhile Do with me what you will Break the spell take your fill.
On and on we rode the storm The flame has died, the fire has gone Oh, this empty bed is a night alone I realized that long ago. Gunter glieben glauchen globen All right I got something to say Yeah, it's better to burn out Yeah, than fade away All right Ow Gonna start a fire C'mon!
Rise up! What do you want? I want rock'n'roll, yes I do Long live rock'n'roll. Oh let's go, let's strike a light We're gonna blow like dynamite I don't care if it takes all night Gonna set this town alight. I want rock'n'roll, Allright! Essentials — Hair Metal. Rolling Stone. Archived from the original on 8 December Retrieved 2 April Def Leppard Report. Retrieved 29 May All Media Network. Retrieved 14 September Official Charts Company.
Retrieved 8 September Recording Industry Association of America. Retrieved 14 August London, UK: Zomba Books. Retrieved 13 September Acclaimed Music. Retrieved 14 November The Village Voice. New York. Retrieved 23 February Retrieved 6 September Library and Archives Canada. Media Control Charts. Music Canada. Retrieved 10 JulyJan 18, · Label: Vertigo - VERS 2,Vertigo - • Format: Vinyl LP, Album • Country: UK • Genre: Rock • Style: Hard Rock, Heavy Metal Def Leppard - Pyromania (, Vinyl) | Discogs Explore4/5().