1984 veröffentlichte Billy Idol Rebel Yell auf dem gleichnamigen Album. Die Idee dazu kam ihm, als er bei einer Veranstaltung die Rolling Stones Jagger und Richards aus einer Flasche Rebel Yell Bourbon trinken sah.

Original



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Cover

Grauenhaft, die Version von Children Of Bodom:



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Das Übliche von Scooter:



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Rock von Kill Hannah:



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Gothicpop von Dope:



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Eine ähnliche Version von Drowning Pool:



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Eine Parodie von den Quietschboys



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Eine gute Metal-Version von HIM:



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Mathcore von Dillinger Escape Plan:



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Metall mit Discobeats von Cybercide:



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Avant-garde Metal von Dog Fashion Disco:



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und ebenso von Mr. Badwrench:



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Powermetal mit viel Keyboard von Sinner:



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Und natürlich unvergessen die Sesamstraße Version:



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Lyrics

Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel Came pumping cross my floor
She said "Come on baby I got a licence for love
And if it expires pray help from above"

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"
More, more, more.

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed
What set you free and brought you to be me babe
What set you free I need you hear by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair.

I walked the world with you, babe
A thousand miles with you
I dried your tears of pain, babe
A million times for you

I'd sell my soul for you babe
For money to burn with you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Just, just, justa, justa to have you here by me
Because

In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"
In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried "more, more, more"
More, more, more.

Oh yeah little angel
she want more
More, more, more, more, more.

Oh yeah little angel
she want more
More, more, more, more