Plot
Loose cannon cop Capone returns to his home town of Kingston to join a group of officers fighting organised crime in the area. On his first day he uncovers gun smuggling operation that may be connected with lead criminal Oney. However his old crew, led by Ratty, also are involved leading Capone to a choice between his job and his old crew.
Keywords: arms-smuggling, cannabis, church, corruption, crooked-cop, crossdresser, drugs, friendship, gay-slur, ghetto
Capone: We run tings, tings nuh run we.
[Going in alone on a raid]::Capone: What you want, an air strike?
[Capone shoots a man dead while he's trying to reload his gun]::Capone: Read the manual, idiot.
Capone: Look like the church gone into gun-runnin'.
Capone: Not nice, pay the price!
Capone: We run tings, tings don't run we.
Gun runner #3: Bambaclaat, Babylon!
Capone: Don't lie, boy!
Capone: If you don't want to end up like your brother in the chocolate box, you'd better tell me where they hang out. Understand?
One Hand: Birds that fly too high fall from the sky.
Crime is the breach of rules or laws for which some governing authority (via mechanisms such as legal systems) can ultimately prescribe a conviction. Crimes may also result in cautions, rehabilitation or be unenforced. Individual human societies may each define crime and crimes differently, in different localities (state, local, international), at different time stages of the so-called "crime", from planning, disclosure, supposedly intended, supposedly prepared, incomplete, complete or future proclaimed after the "crime".[citation needed]
While every crime violates the law, not every violation of the law counts as a crime; for example: breaches of contract and of other civil law may rank as "offences" or as "infractions". Modern societies generally regard crimes as offences against the public or the state, as distinguished from torts (wrongs against private parties that can give rise to a civil cause of action).
When informal relationships and sanctions prove insufficient to establish and maintain a desired social order, a government or a state may impose more formalized or stricter systems of social control. With institutional and legal machinery at their disposal, agents of the State can compel populations to conform to codes and can opt to punish or attempt to reform those who do not conform.
Alfred Matthew "Weird Al" Yankovic (pronunciation: /ˈjæŋkəvɪk/; born October 23, 1959) is an American singer-songwriter, music producer, accordionist, actor, comedian, writer, satirist, and parodist. Yankovic is known for his humorous songs that make light of popular culture and that often parody specific songs by contemporary musical acts. Since his first-aired comedy song in 1976, he has sold more than 12 million albums (as of 2007), recorded more than 150 parody and original songs, and has performed more than 1,000 live shows. His works have earned him three Grammy Awards among nine nominations, four gold records, and six platinum records in the United States. Yankovic's first top ten Billboard album (Straight Outta Lynwood) and single ("White & Nerdy") were both released in 2006, nearly three decades into his career.
Yankovic's success comes in part from his effective use of music video to further parody popular culture, the song's original artist, and the original music videos themselves, scene-for-scene in some cases. He directed later videos himself and went on to direct for other artists including Ben Folds, Hanson, Black Crowes, and The Presidents of the United States of America. In addition to recording his albums, Yankovic wrote and starred in the film, UHF, and television show, The Weird Al Show. He has also made guest appearances on many television shows, in addition to starring in Al TV specials on MTV.
Aphrodite Jones (born November 27, 1959) is an American reporter, author, and cable TV host of the series, True Crime with Aphrodite Jones, which airs on Investigation Discovery. Before landing the hosting position with Discovery Channel's new network, Jones hosted a show called The Justice Hunters for USA Network, and then became known as a crime reporter for Fox News Channel, covering the trials of Scott Peterson, Michael Jackson, and the BTK Killer.
Most recently, Jones has been featured on a number of television news shows discussing the trial of Casey Anthony, the Florida mother accused of murdering her daughter. Jones was present for the entirety of the trial and was interviewed on The O'Reilly Factor, Piers Morgan Tonight, Issues with Jane Velez-Mitchell, Inside Edition, and Nancy Grace.
In addition, Jones has regularly contributed television commentary about the psychological profiles involved in newsworthy trials including those involving O.J. Simpson, Michael Jackson, Scott Peterson, the BTK Killer, the Menendez Brothers, Charles Manson, Robert Blake and JonBenet Ramsey. A reporter and contributor for Fox News, Jones also hosted her own series, The Justice Hunters for USA, and began her career as a national columnist for United Features Syndicate.
Phillip Harvey "Phil" Spector (born Harvey Phillip Spector on December 26, 1939) is an American record producer and songwriter.
The originator of the "Wall of Sound" production technique, Spector was a pioneer of the 1960s girl-group sound and produced over 25 Top 40 hits in 1960–1965. Some of his famous girl groups are The Ronettes and The Crystals. After this initial success, Spector later worked with artists including Ike and Tina Turner, John Lennon, George Harrison, and the Ramones with similar acclaim. He produced The Beatles' Academy Award winning album Let It Be, and the Grammy Award–winning Concert for Bangladesh by former Beatle George Harrison. In 1989, Spector was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame as a non-performer. The 1965 song "You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin'", produced and co-written by Spector for The Righteous Brothers, is listed by BMI as the song with the most U.S. airplay in the 20th century.
In 2009 Spector was convicted of second-degree murder in the 2003 shooting death of actress Lana Clarkson in his Alhambra, California home. He is serving a prison sentence of 19 years to life.
Little one,
I'll blind you with charm,
I feed you with pleasing things,
you'll see, I'll make you believe,
before you life was boring.
For a while,
I meticulously try, to be the way you want me.
But you'll see, I always believe,
nothing in life's for free.
I can stand looking in your eyes,
to turn around and start smiling,
feel the pressure rise,
you may hide, but it's far too late
and you need to face the element of crime.
Time reveals the harm,
you awake, but it's far too late,
then you need to face the element of crime.
Little one,
I'm planted in your brain,
to guide you the way I like.
My plea, for total relief,
brought you to your kneew.
Now I'm through,
the things that you knew,
and all you could give to me.
Time has come for me to carry on,
cause there's someone new com'n for tea.
Meu cora�o tem um sonho antigo
Ter sempre alguém comigo, pertinho de mim
Compartilhar meus segredos, meus medos
Meus sonhos, meus desejos, tim tim por tim tim
E nos momentos de solidão
Ter alguém pra abraçar, me aquecer
Fazer eterno o fogo da paixão
Ter coisas de amor pra cantar, pra dizer
E se amar você é um crime eu aceito a sentença
Porque amar você é um crime,
É um crime que compensa
E por amar você ser crime, talvez eu viva pra sempre
Como um fora da lei, como um fora da lei
Mas não vou viver fugindo,
Eu me rendo, eu me entrego
Fico preso em teu sorriso, preso em teu olhar sincero
Deus é meu juiz e essa causa está diante Dele
Eu confesso, eu me escondi,
Como eu pude te enganar
Eu confesso o meu crime,
Mas pra Deus nunca foi crime amar
Seu cora�o tem muito a ver comigo
É muito parecido gosta de sonhar
Mas pra você sou seu melhor amigo
E de outra maneira não consegue me olhar
E todo dia, toda hora, em todo lugar
Tão confidentes, tão amigos pra rir ou chorar
E tanta gente, tanta gente já cansou de falar
Bem lá no fundo eu sabia, mas eu temia acreditar
E se amar você é um crime
Eu aceito a sentença
Porque amar você é um crime,
É um crime que compensa
E por amar você ser crime, talvez eu viva pra sempre
Como um fora da lei, como um fora da lei
E se você achar que é um crime
Arriscar nossa amizade que é tão pura e tão sincera,
E se isso for verdade
O tempo vai passar, a gente pode até se afastar
O mundo dá tantas voltas e é Deus quem faz girar
Se a amizade for verdadeira,
Whatever made me glow
It's gone now
But I pretend I'm having it still
You know it's getting very hard
To go on now
But I pretend I want to
You know it wasn't really me
You know I wasn't really there
I would have thought more carefully
I would have turned away
You know it wasn't really me
You know I wouldn't really care
But someone looking just like me
Just turned around and you were there
My fingerprints are on the wall
Can I go now
'Cause I've got nothing more to say
Except I didn't want to fall
So be still now
As I'm walking slowly away
You know it wasn't really me
You know I wasn't really there
I would have thought more carefully
I would have turned away
You know it wasn't really me
You know I wouldn't really care
But someone looking just like me
Just turned around and you were there
My fingerprints are all over the world
You see my jacket in the street
What if they hear your heart beat
'Cause you've been seen with another girl
She's in everyone you meet
And I can hear your heart beat
All over the world
You see my jacket in the street
What if they hear your heart beat
Another girl
She's in everyone you meet
Brother to brother
Man to man
Nation to nation
We enter the age of...Crime
I see the shadows of the rising sun
I stand aside as the deed is done
And I have wandered through the darkest nights
To see the coming of the Israelites
And I have walked across the waters
To hear the voices of the battle song
And I have coveted the daughters
Of the women of Babylon
And I have seen them fall
Without emotion
And I have tasted wealth
God knows it's a crime
I see religion cut a land in two
I turned away as the violence grew
I saw a man reach for the stars
As hunger raged down in Africa
And I have walked across the waters
To hear the voices of the battle song
And I have coveted the daughters
Of the women of Babylon
And I have seen them fall
Without emotion
And I have tasted wealth
God knows it's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
I am the soldier of a hundred shores
I bear the scars of a thousand wars
I was the child who cried alone
I am the seed that you have sown
And I have walked across the waters
To hear the voices of the battle song
And I have coveted the daughters
Of the women of Babylon
And I have seen them fall
Without emotion
And I have heard the call
Without devotion
And I have tasted wealth
God knows it's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
Brother to brother
Man to man
Nation to nation
We enter the age of...Crime
I see the shadows of the rising sun
I stand aside as the deed is done
And I have wandered through the darkest nights
To see the coming of the Israelites
And I have walked across the waters
To hear the voices of the battle song
And I have coveted the daughters
Of the women of Babylon
And I have seen them fall
Without emotion
And I have tasted wealth
God knows it's a crime
I see religion cut a land in two
I turned away as the violence grew
I saw a man reach for the stars
As hunger raged down in Africa
And I have walked across the waters
To hear the voices of the battle song
And I have coveted the daughters
Of the women of Babylon
And I have seen them fall
Without emotion
And I have tasted wealth
God knows it's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
I am the soldier of a hundred shores
I bear the scars of a thousand wars
I was the child who cried alone
I am the seed that you have sown
And I have walked across the waters
To hear the voices of the battle song
And I have coveted the daughters
Of the women of Babylon
And I have seen them fall
Without emotion
And I have heard the call
Without devotion
And I have tasted wealth
God knows it's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
It's a crime
The Perfect Crime
You lean on the edge of the bar
And you look at me
With such eyes and what if its a dream
You pass by me and say
Hello, your smile is like a little girl
Is this a crime
When you touch my hand
And I feel the sky
And Im wondering if this a crime
When you passed behind
You touch my hips on the better sides
Laid out
And then I pass behind
And it's a game they told me not to play
And then you kill my doubts saying, smile
And then you hold my hand strong
You get me, you take me, you break me
Oh what a sweet suicide
And Im wondering if this a crime
When you see me smile
Yeah, wow
Oh, is this a crime
When I pass your side
With a little smile
Im sorry but Im dealing
Then my eyes just said go on
And my back could feel the cold
Then you take off all my clothes
I was breathing laid in bed
And you take my legs, and you get inside
And I thought that life, couldnt be so good
Oh my love, is this a new suicide
And I just wanna to know
Oh, its all, my strong little guy
And eh, oh
And this is
Baby this is, oh is this a crime
And I start to cry
Is this a crime
Im in this eh, brother I say
Brother and lover
I gave enough to stay
I try to stay, into, into, into
Oh is this a crime
When you're getting inside
Yeah, oh
I can feel that
Is this a crime
When you're getting inside
Yeah, oh
I can feel that it's all right
That it's all right
That it's all right
That it's all right
That it's all right
And that it's all right
It's all right, it's all right
My mom asked to film my suicide
Sent her to a mental home
I'm the devil and the king of lies
Had sex on your telephone
CHORUS
Bad push, shake me
You can't get through me
I've built a fortress up around me mind
Tell you just how the meaning works out
I close my thrill enjoy a life of crime
Spinning down the halls of school so high
That's the only way to be
Makes it easier to realize
All the crap they're trying to feed
CHORUS
I don't mind no I don't mind
'Cuz nothing's here
And I see you in the corner of my dream
I don't mind no I don't mind
'Cuz nothing's here
And I see you in the corner of my dream
There's a million ways to terrorize
All of which I filled with love
Blowing smoke into your pinwheel eyes
From a space ship up above
CHORUS
I don't mind no I don't mind
'Cuz nothing's here
And I see you in the corner of my dream
I don't mind no I don't mind
'Cuz nothing's here
And I see you in the corner of my dream
I don't mind no I don't mind
'Cuz nothing's here
And I see you in the corner of my dream
I don't mind no I don't mind
'Cuz nothing's here
Waterfront,
Sunshine,
A little weed,
A little red wine,
Then come,
The 5-0,
Citation,
It's illegal.
We just wanna party
We don't mean no harm
Don't wanna hurt nobody
But they make it so hard
We just wanna party
Just wanna rock all night
Don't wanna hurt nobody
No need to be uptight
It's a crime,
It's a crime.
Backyard,
Tunes right,
Girls dancin',
In the moonlight,
Then come
The one time,
Regulation,
Gotta pay the fine.
We just wanna party
We don't mean no harm
Don't wanna hurt nobody
But they make it so hard
We just wanna party
Just wanna rock all night
Don't wanna hurt nobody
No need to be uptight
It's a crime,
It's a crime.
Pour up another shot of Hennessy, my tendency to start the party with
Probably hit that Bob Marley, I aint with that Molly shit
Represent my n***a, bang your hood
Bloods and Crips in the same building, it's all good
I'm looking at this pretty fine thing rolling with her friend
Hoping I can make her mind change, jump inside my Benz
Let me get it crackin'
Conversation turn to plenty sexual frustration
Fuck-faces lookin' at her, hard not to be impatient
O really though
You Drink?
You Smoke?
Get a case
Get a 1/8
Fly high, not coach
G5, sit back
I'll drive, let me know
On the couch
On the bed
On the floor
Say go
Say when
In the wind, we go
We toast, to the game
No games
We both, really grown
I'm sayin', you playin'
I mean, I dance
To my own beat, to the beat now flip your hands and.
Let the smoke burn
Lets the smoke burn in your vein
When it's your turn hit it twice then say my name
Say my name, say my name
Mind game like Candyman
Dark chocolate, vanilla...
I tell you this is Candy Land
This is candid camera, there's no pauses allowed
They don't understand us because we wont turn it down
Middle fingers in the air
This is truth and double dare
you...
And you were looking at me
With such an eye
And me...
You pass me by
And say hello
You smile like a little girl
And is this a crime?
When you touch my hand,
And I feel the sky,
And I’m wondering if this is a crime
When you pass behind
You touch my …
My …
And then I pass behind
And it’s a game they told me not to play
And then you kill my thoughts
And say girl, smile
And then you hold my hand strong
And get me
And bring me
And … all that’s a sweet suicide
Oh, I’m wondering if this is a crime
With a silly smile
Oh, is this a crime
When I pass you side
With that little smile?
I’m sorry but I did it
Take my eyes to say my love,
And my back to say hello
Then you take off all my clothes
I was really laid in bed
And you take my legs
And you get inside
Oh my God, is this a new suicide?
And I wanted to know
Oh, it’s oh
Oh, this is a crime
And I start to wonder
This is a crime
I’ve in this…
And you there, I
I say, and now you try to stay
I try to stand into, into,
Into if this is a crime
When you … inside
Is this a crime?
When you’re getting inside
I can feel
I give what I need to give
I take what I need to take
I live how I see fit
I choose to follow through
My only crime is loving you
My only crime is loving you
I lie in my own contempt
Subdued by relentlessness
I tried to fight the thought
But I caved
I gave my freedom
Resigned it all to you
What would you give to know it never goes away
My only crime is loving you
My only crime is loving you
One life
never own it
Enslaved like a servant
Once the bottom breaks you never float the same
One shake
to a tremble
Con-man from within you
I can lie to myself but I cant lie to you
My only crime is loving you
My only crime is loving you
My only crime is loving you
I pulled it off as an act
So you wouldn't notice
That what you saw
Was actually me
We talked about all
Except from what mattered
It summons up
What we will be
What we will be
I could never tell
Tell you I loved you
It was always too early
Now it's too late
Down by the riverbanks
Of the Missisippi
Patience told me
To wait
To wait
I'll keep the words right here
In the bottom drawer
Hidden away
Like a crime
Maybe one day
We'll be able to say them
Until then
We're serving our time
The clouds cut like lightening
Isn't that frightening?
Like warm lines on ice
Not very nice
Fire on jet masters men out of life
Napalm and men are like Judas & Christ
You were yellow or red and then black & blue
I never could take my pretty eyes off of you
We saw them running and we put them in line
HOW DID THEY WIN against a 300 mile an hour CRIME?
I'm wired with fire
No one can bust me
No one can find...
My friends wonder what's gone wrong with me
I'm not the nice guy I used to be
I'm mean, malicious and I flaunt
I'm looking to get everything that I want
it's crime and everybody knows it
I'm not just some stupid jock
I'm the stoniest on my block
crime pays baby, it pays good
I ripped off my neighborhood
it's a crime and evrybody knows it
in this big old USA
you gotta take and take and take
a snake in the grass will get you before a boar on
the hill
you don't think I'm talking about you but someday
Yeah rockabilly, drugstore
Come on baby, lets get some more
At the rockabilly drugstore
Cause they're breakin' down my backdoor
At the rockabilly drugstore--baby gonna have some more
Yeah rockabilly, drugstore
Come on baby, lets get some more
At the rockabilly drugstore
Cause they're jammin' on the dance floor
At the rockabilly drugstore--baby gonna have some more
Yeah Johnny
Yeah rockabilly, drugstore
Come on baby, lets get some more
At the rockabilly drugstore
Cause they're breakin' down my backdoor
At the rockabilly drugstore--baby gonna have some more
At the rockabilly drugstore--baby gonna have some more
We belong to the crime wave
Nobody from your wave
Don't care about new wave
Yeah-yeah we're the other wave
Don't you come around here, tryin' to bring us down
We're the crime wave baby with the deadly sound
We're the crime wave
We all dig gangland
Nobody from winterland
Yeah baby I like your lips
Yeah-yeah-ya make me flip
But we don't like 'em, we don't like 'em
We don't like the way they look at us
Don't come around here tryin' to bring us down
We're the crime wave baby with the deadly sound
She was smart, and she was dumb
She was clean, and she was fun
She could stick me any time
She was a nurse and she was mine
I knew this nurse
I knew this nurse
Go to work and I'd stay in bed
I get up and get out of my head
Play your stereo really loud
Look outside at the daytime crowd
I knew this nurse
I knew this nurse
Yeah yeah yeah
Then I'd call her on the telephone
Tell ya baby I'll be right home
Bring ya home somethin' to do
Something for your summertime blues
I knew this nurse
I knew this nurse
Yeah yeah yeah
She was smart, and she was dumb
She was clean, and she was fun
She could stick me any time
She was a nurse and she was mine
I knew this nurse
When I'm hanging around yeah baby
I ain't stupid
I got a gun -- yeah I'm dumb
I shoot it just for fun
All the time
I stupid I don't care
I stupid (anyway)
Baby, baby an' I don't care
I stupid baby yeah anyway
When I rode round your door yeah baby it ain't cool
I ain't stupid
I dropped out of high school
Yeah girl, feel cool
I ain't stupid, stupid as a
I stupid I don't care
I stupid (anyway)
Baby, baby an' I don't care
Frustrated and ya shoot it up my way
Transfusion when you're movin' down a highway
Love the way ya scream and cheat and beat your guitar
Everybody says you've taken it too far
Well
Frustrated baby I'm gonna move on you
Frustrated honey and I know what'cha do
I see your face nearly every day
All you hippies can fade away
Double trouble for Mad Dog Colonel
Philadelphia and you do the stroll
Seen ya in your alley Mustang Sally
Take you home and they shoot you up
Well
Frustrated baby I'm gonna move on you
Frustrated honey and I know what'cha do
I see your face nearly every day
Yeah it looks like murder
Yeah it looks like murder
Murder by guitar--one two three
Murder by guitar--in the first degree
Murder by guitar--nasty boys
Murder by guitar--death by noise
Murder by guitar--I'm on the run
Murder by guitar--three to one
Murder by guitar was the only way
Murder by guitar--Aaaaaaayy
Murder by guitar--one two three
Murder by guitar--in the first degree
Murder by guitar--inside your head
Murder by guitar--na-na-na-na-now you're dead
Murder by guitar-murder by guitar-murder by guitar
The girl on the phone ain't got nothing to say
The voice on the other end just fades away
Old doctor slow, he hands you your bill
You're drivin' real fast, ya got a pocketful of pills
Then you stop, then you look around
Then you don't know what's up and what is down - Flipout
The latest cop is the latest craze
You don't waste your time cause you're sleepin' all day
And the frequency it equals the score
And old junkies, they always want more
Then you stop, then you look around
Then you don't know what's up and what is down - Flipout
The girl on the phone ain't got nothing to say
The voice on the other end just fades away
Old doctor slow, he hands you your bill
You're drivin' real fast, ya got a pocketful of pills
Then you stop, then you look around
Then you don't know what's up and what is down - Flipout
Flipout, flipout
Flipout, get out
When I run around--
Baby, I'm after your love
When you're walkin' through
I am feelin' twisted
I am sick and twisted
I'm gonna take your love
I'm gonna take a stand
I don't really care
Baby when your underground
I am feelin' twisted
Well baby, I'm feelin' twisted
When I walk the streets
In a special place
I don't really care
What you say or wear
I am feelin' twisted
When I'm hanging around yeah baby
I ain't stupid
I got a gun -- yeah I'm dumb
I shoot it just for fun
All the time
I stupid I don't care
I stupid (anyway)
Baby, baby an' I don't care
I stupid baby yeah anyway
When I rode round your door yeah baby it ain't cool
I ain't stupid
I dropped out of high school
Yeah girl, feel cool
I ain't stupid, stupid as a
I stupid I don't care
I stupid (anyway)
Baby, baby an' I don't care
Wild boy, bad news
Baddest dude in the neighborhood
When I kill, off my box
Yeah, yeah baby that's the way I walk
Dillingers brain
Now I'm fuckin' insane
I want Dillingers brain
Now we're bleedin' in the rain
Wild kid, wild boy
Wildest boy that you'll ever know
Robbed a bank,
Yeah yeah baby let's turn it around
Dillingers brain
Now I'm bleedin' in the rain
I want Dillingers brain
Now we're goin' insane
Shot down
Dillinger, ran around him down
FBI, and the police yeah baby, that's what I said
Dillingers brain
Now I'm bleedin' in the rain
I want Dillingers brain
Now we're fuckin' insane
I want Dillingers brain
Now they shot him in the rain
Woke up on the wrong day-searching for my k-9
Fell down in the street, rolled over and jumped a stop sign
Saw you in the gutter and I just had to go-go
Piss on your dog-go piss on your bow-wow
Drivin' down the wrong street, rattled through the subway
Couldn't find the sign and I couldn't see the k-9
Screaming out your window and I just had to go-go
Piss on your dog, go piss on your dog
Woke up on the wrong day-searching for my k-9
Fell down in the street, rolled over and jumped a stop sign
Saw you in the gutter and I just had to go-go
Piss on your dog, go piss on your dog
We're from the United States
We're not a minute late
We're here for you to see
Oh baby can you hear me?
Rockin'--weird
We're rockin' weird--we're rockin' weird
We're here and we're fucked up left
We're here we're fucked up right
We're here and we're fucked up right
Fuckin' up all night
Rockin'--weird
We're rockin' weird--we're rockin' weird
We're from the United States
We're not a minute late
We're here for you to see
Oh baby can you hear me?
Rockin'--weird
We're rockin' weird--we're rockin' weird
Run around with a monkey on your back
Run uptown so you can shoot you some smack
Run around with a monkey on your back
Monkey please - baby, shoot me some smack, ahhh
Go downtown to the junkie shack
Monkeys’ ass, baby right on your back
Go down there for that monkey on your back
Monkey please - give me some smack, ahhh
Monkey
Run around in your Hollywood high
Monkey gonna give you back your eyes
Go downtown to the junkie shack
Monkeys' ass, baby right on your back
Don'cha come around here tryin' to talk to us
Baby, baby we're dangerous
Don'cha come around here with the same old news
We're barbed wired rockers, on a killer cruise
And dont'cha start tryin', tryin', tryin' to turn our heads
We'd rather be sleepin', oh yeah sleepin' in our beds
Get down
Rock and roll enemy number one
Rock and roll enemy number one
Don't you come around here tryin' to act so cool
Baby, baby we're power tools
Go ahead and set off all your public alarms
Know we're gonna make it, with our deadly charm
And dont'cha start tryin', tryin', tryin' to turn our heads
We'd rather be sleepin', oh yeah sleepin' in our beds
Get down
Rock and roll enemy number one
Rock and roll enemy number one
Rock and roll enemy number one
Mindless insects set on death-feed, no more armies please!
Liberation, saturation, mistakes outta control,
Cruisin' down in Soho
Lookout for the yo yo's
Hooked on the side
Dead and alive
Gentle as the night coming slowly, walking through the streets looking
lonely,
Walls stand high aside my path forward - always wary of sudden
noises,
Black coat, black gloves, melt into pitch black, cold and ready, poised
for my attack,
Crime’s a course that I can believe in - it’s not crime, a world that
needs saving,
Creeping by a light of a candle, feel my hand gripping my knife’s
handle,
Easing down the corridor gently, do my job - that’s why they had sent
Black coat, black gloves, melt into pitch black, cold and ready, poised
for my attack.....
Just a job to do - every day feels new
Airport run, the back of a fast car, next assignment - gone smoothly so
far,
They can see me, try hard to test me, but I’m sure that they’ll never
best me,
Black coat, black gloves, melt into pitch black, cold and ready, poised
for my attack.....
Duty bound to serve - try to keep my nerve
Never someone seen hesitating, but inside I’m screaming, I’m hating,
all those things I’ve done for a lost cause, maybe it’s my time to show
remorse,
Black coat, black gloves, melt into pitch black, cold and ready, poised
for my attack.....
Got my job to do - sudden flesh feels new,
Gentle as the night coming slowly, walking through the streets feeling
lonely,
Walls stand high aside my path forward - always wary of sudden
noises,
Black coat, black gloves, melt into pitch black, cold and ready, poised
for my attack,
Serve a cause that I can believe in - it’s not crime - a world that needs
I want real gold in my hand
I can be your metal rebel
Bite me off a devil's tongue
Tie me up with rope or leather
Never let me come undone
I want real gold in my hand
I want real gold in my hand
Give me endless crime
Be a criminal mastermind
Think up wicked lies
Undercover mission high
You can pay me by the hour
Rent a room, I'll bring the chains
Hit me with your dollar power
I'm in charge control your pain
Shut your mouth, I'll start a fire
Leave your baggage at the door
I won't sleep, I never tire
Fight me down onto the floor
I want real gold in my hand
I want real gold in my hand
I have your soul in my hand
I want real gold in my hand
Give me endless crime
Be a criminal mastermind
Think up wicked lies
Undercover mission high
I want it, I love it
I've got it, you want it
I want it, I love it (I want real gold in my hand)
I've got it, you want it (I want real gold in my hand)
Cruelty will never work
You have to need for it to hurt
Tenderness enshrines the pain
Trade your trust for mind restraint
Permanent the mark will make
A kiss that won't evaporate
Written out in breath and blood
Every mark, a map of love
Give me endless crime
Be a criminal mastermind
Think up wicked lies
San Francisco's doomed, I need me some fun
San Francisco's doomed, I need me some
San Francisco's doomed, I feel real sick
San Francisco's doomed, I need me some kicks
San Francisco's doomed
San Francisco's doomed
San Francisco's doomed
San Francisco, is outta tune
Yeah yeah
San Francisco's doomed, just like LA
San Francisco's doomed, all the kids say
San Francisco's doomed, it's all in the air
San Francisco's doomed, and we don't care
San Francisco's doomed
San Francisco's doomed
San Francisco's doomed
San Francisco, is outta tune
Yeah yeah
San Francisco's doomed
San Francisco's doomed
San Francisco's doomed
Take me to the E.M.W.
Take me to the x-ray rythm machine
Let me see the song I had to write
Let me hear the soundwaves of the other patients ear-plugettes
Radio rocket nurses working nite-shift
A new patient jumps up in the day shift
Starts singing aloud with a moderate beat
Doctor d is dead-doctor d is dead-doctor d is dead
The rocket nurse runs in with a Sony
And plugs it into the raving mans head
Everybodys channels switched to soul shake
Shake down-shakin' all over
My guitar lays on the floor bleeding blood not donated
I push button my perscription-5000 milligrams
May cause drowsiness-don't drive under the influence
I overdose at the emergency music ward - I o.d. at the e.m.w.
I overdose at the emergency music ward - I o.d. at the e.m.w.
This is the chic design
It is the R-reactor
This is the coup-de-kill
It is the L-factor
This is the tour-de-force
It is the I-inject
This is the one of style
It is the pattern X
Forward finish F-position
Transolusive cool transmission
Gear to gear and two on two
Car-de-blanc it drive it throu
Maserati
Maserati
This is the time to distance
It is the time to speed
This is acceleration
It is the new machine
I pass you throu the night
I pass you throu the day
And then I run the time out
And then I slide away
This is the modern auto
This is the modern trend
This is the modern auto
This is the living end
This is the chic design
It is the R-reactor
This is the coup-de-kill
It is the L-factor
This is the tour-de-force
It is the I-inject
This is the one of style
It is the pattern X
Forward finish F-position
Transolusive cool transmission
Gear to gear and two on two
Car-de-blanc it drive it throu
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, Maserati
Mean installations
In my circulation
Dominating rhythm
Circulating systems
It's a Nazi operation
It's not my station
Too wild for the radio
AM/FM auxiliary mode
Too wild for the radio
Bass'd and trebled and ya got my level
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Mobile units
They're movin' in
Approved input
They're slidin' in
You've got to auto reset
Coz honey we're your best bet
Too wild for the radio
AM/FM auxiliary mode
Too wild for the radio
Bass'd and trebled and ya got my level
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
You're workin' on the late shift
Honey let me see ya shift
Ya got your main burner
Just like Velvet Turner
Got your eye on the main control
Turn it on and lets go
Too wild for the radio
AM/FM auxiliary mode
Too wild for the radio
You're bass'd and trebled and ya got my level
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart
Hot wire my heart