I'm in my ice box room - my room
I can't get away too soon
it's breakin' my heart - my heart
can't you see I'm fallin' apart?
comin' off the road
honey, my knees are weak
comin' off the road
I can hardly speak
comin' off the road is the
lonelyest night of the week
now in my box ice room - my room
I can't get away too soon
I'm fallin' apart - apart
can't you see it's breakin' my heart?
comin' off the road
honey, I can hardly speak
comin' off the road
my knees are weak
comin' off the road is the
lonelyest night of the week
(guitar solo)
comin' off the road
baby and my knees are weak
comin' off the road
I can hardly speak
I'm in heaven when we're
dancin' cheek to cheek
comin' off the road is the
lonelyest night of the week
now I'm in heaven when we're
dancin' cheek to cheek
comin' off the road is the
lonelyest night of the week
Everybody's hungry for more
most people deserve it
you can't bottle up your desire
inside all the time
You want those jewels for your baby
buy a castle a pool full of wine
Next minute y're facin' the judge
cause y'r fantastic setup didn't work out fine
Right now
I'm runnin' out of lies
Can't you see
I'm runnin' out of lies
I'm runnin' out
I'm runnin' out of lies
People try & drag you down
soon as you say it loud
lock you up in schools & jails
while you feel like freakin' out
stop this motor in my head
let my mind go blank
No more action in vain
no more tappin' that old refrain
Runnin' out of lies
Runnin' out of lies
Burnin' with desire
livin' on the velvet side of hell
shuffle & jab clinch & holler
hot blow draw blood ringin' the bell
Runnin' out of lies
Brain like a walnut
memory safe as a strainer
backbone straight as a banana
let me be y'r entertainer
I'm runnin' out
When I get home
Im gonna sit on my bed
When I get home
The feed back in my head
When I get home
I wont answer the phone
But right now, right now, right now Im here on the road.
When I get home
Im gonna touch your hair
When I get home
Im gonna touch you there
When I get home
Ill be on top of you
But right now, right now, right now Im here on my own.
When I get home
I knew it aint no sceen
When I get home
You knew I take of my skin
When I get home
I dance around in my doors
But right now, right now, right now Im cruisin alone.
When I get home
Im gonna see my girls
When I get home
Im gonna buy them a toy
When I get home
There gonna jump with joy
Magic honey
ain't taught in school
it's a rare technique
Hard heads
educated fools
it's y'r motives that are weak
Zockebye
Zockebye time
Zockebye & don't you cry
Electric Santa Claus winkin' at me
from the neonlight
I feel so horrible
I feel so blue it's almost bright
Zockebye
Zockebye time
Zockebye & don't you cry
I ain't poor - just broke
a bunch full of creeps
a house full of deadbeats
waitin' for a fix
zoomin' round
Play the game of evil
drown in overloadin' shit
Zockebye time
Zockebye & don't you cry
RICH OF MIND & POOR OF POCKET
he ain't poor
MEANER THAN A MINK IN THE HEAT
I AIN'T POOR he ain't poor
JUST BROKE
SOCALLED BLOODBROTHERS
he ain't poor
DISAPPEAR IN SMOKE
I never sleep
I shoot up speed
I'm on top
around the clock
I shoot up speed
a life of bliss
a new day comin'
I never miss
It never ends
I don't have friends
I've got my shot
I talk a lot
A one man show
I'm talkin' mono
yakkety yak
don't talk back
I never sleep
and break it up
I shoot up speed
I'm blessed in weed
I'm wide open
around the clock
See me runnin' honey 'round the block
I stand up dreamin' I don't waste time
Feedback don't reach me
but I feel fine
yakkety yak
don't talk back
Cause you're young
Cause you're young
When you're young
When you're young
I've got my choice
so I can win
I'm still narcotic
under my skin
I'm a wreck
hear me moan
I'm suicidal
she ain't home
See the crowd
go to the office
I can smile
cause I'm the toughest
Fixin' speed
fixin' the backseat
I'm hangin' out
I never sleep
Cause you're young
Cause you're young
When you're young
When you're young
I never sleep
I shoot up speed
I'm on top
around the clock
I shoot up speed
a life of bliss
a new day comin'
I won't miss
It never ends
I don't have friends
I've got my shot
I talk a lot
A one man show
I'm talkin' mono
yakkety yak
honey - don't talk back
Cause you're young - yakkety yak - honey - don't talk back
Cause you're young - yakkety yak - don't talk back
When you're young - keeps me young
When you're young - keeps me young
Like a ghost in daylight
operatin' on a crowded street
always in danger
somehow invisible for the heat
I don't wanna be white no more
I don't wanna be white
I don't wanna be white no more
I don't wanna be white
Workin' the subway
like a dog eatin' his own flees
workin' the hole
passin' by like a cool breeze
I don't wanna be white no more
I don't wanna be white
I don't wanna be white no more
I don't wanna be white
By the time he finds out
bout a Jones on his back
like a ball and chain
suckin' the blood from his neck
junksick stare
in his pale blue eyes
he could sing the blues
like a motherless child
I don't wanna be white no more
I don't wanna be white
I don't wanna be white no more
I don't wanna be white
Could you touch me
Could you fool me
Could you make me feel
you like me?
Could you do that?
I'm willing to pay
could you
Tell me you miss me
make me feel
you like me?
Could you do that?
I'm ready to pay the price
spend a fortune on your lies
Could you do that (7x)
Too Young
(Brood / Wild Romance)
Momma's in the nuthouse
goin' down the drain
schoolgirl
don't let them drive you insane
Too young
Daddy's losin' touch
he's goin' nuts
sweet thing
don't let 'm waste your guts
young girl - get out of my head
young girl - you're drivin' me mad
so young girl
too young girl
Poppa's on the street
Momma's on the moon
Schoolgirl
don't let 'm waste your cool
young girl - get out of my head
young girl - you're drivin' me mad
you're so young girl
too young girl
yes I'm a dirty old man
dirty old man
look out!
(guitar solo)
young girl - get out of my head
young girl - you're drivin' me mad
you're so young girl
too young girl
Dirty old man
I'm a dirty old man
Dirty old man
Dirty old man
young girl - get out of my head
young girl - you're drivin' me mad
you're so young girl (so young girl)
too young girl (too young girl)
Been tryin' so hard
to get close to you
disco people
advertise my face
all over the place
but somehow nobody
digs my rap
don't dig my dancestep
guess I got the wrong face
end up in this
far out chiq clic
like a thousand times before
I'm about to feel so disconnected
it ain't funny anymore
everybody's gonna be there
like a million times before
feel so fucked up
got to sneak out
hustlin' the street
like some wasted old whore
you better have bad taste
than no taste at all
wish I could jump as high
as I'm about to fall
You gotta have nerves of steel
never show how you honestly feel
I got too much grace
to stick around in this place
I got too much grace
to waste my time in this place
Tryin' so hard to get close
to 'm people
like a million times before
Feels so disconnected
it ain't funny anymore
when the smell of famous bodies
fills up the room
& the psycho disco sweat
is pissin' from my head
You gotta have nerves of steel
never show how you honestly feel
I got too much grace
TATTOO (Brood)
Beauty today is only skin deep
temptation is strong
& the job ain't cheap
I've seen the spike
up & down my arm
sailor's graves & tattooed snakes
& broken hearts
workin' like a charm
Chorus:
skinpoppin' skyboppin'
baby let the needle burn
skydivin' mainlinin'
it's the point of no return
get y'rself a tattoo
don't think twice
you show it off in the disco, at school
around the corner, ain't no lie
goin' down the road
with a pistol in my hand
Johnny Tattoo is lookin' for you
Chorus:
(Skinpoppin' etc. +)
You never ever gonna regret
you've got a tattoo
(what y're gonna tell her)
You tell y'r baby: I did it for you
Got it under my skin
for the rest of my life
I don't mind, I show it off
around the neighbourhood
ain't no lie
I've seen the spike
up & down my arm
sailor's graves & tattooed snakes
& broken hearts
workin' like a charm
Chorus:
(Skinpoppin' etc. +)
Hey honey don't tell y'r mama
keep her out of the blue
(what y're gonna tell her)
You tell y'r ma: I did it for you
Chorus:
(Skinpoppin' etc. +)
Y'r lover will discover some day
You've got a tattoo
(what y're gonna tell her)
You make me feel
like I've drawn
a loser's card
but every time you walk out of me
I find myself left
with a broken heart
but it ain't my way to quit mom,
I came to win child
May have run out of luck
but I'm pretty shure
it's gonna come back again
it's gonna come back
keep on tryin' child - keep on tryin'
keep on tryin' - keep on tryin'
cause I
still believe that I can win (3 x)
your love
Found myself in a freight train
rolling down the track
to the hazy landscape
goin' to town
I scored myself some hard porno
new Playboy, the new Penthouse
doin' the hand jive
just to kill the time
but it ain't my way to quit mom,
I came to win
May have run out of luck
but I'm pretty shure
it's gonna come back again
it's gonna come - it's gonna come back
keep on tryin' - keep on tryin'
gonna keep on tryin' - keep on tryin'
still believe that I can win (4 x)
Well they often call me Speedo
but my real name is Mister Earl
They often call me Speedo
but my real name is Mister Earl
I gues they call me Speedo
'cause I'm chasin' after little girls
Well some call me Mo
some Joe
Best man is Speedo
he will never take it slow
I said they often call me Speedo
but my real name is Mister Earl
I guess they call me Speedo
Now I was lookin' for love
in all the wrong places
lookin' for love
starin' into black faces
Now I was tryin' so hard to find love
in every corner of the city
lookin' for love
all over town
Took me so long - (so long)
so long (so long)
Before I met you
Took me so long - (so long)
so long (so long)
to get you
It took me so long - (so long)
too long (so long)
to get close to you
Took me so long - (so long)
so long (so long)
now I'm tryin' to forget you
Took me so long - (so long)
(so long)
So long - (so long)
So long - (so long)
Took me so long - (so long)
(so long)
starin' into the black faces
So long - (so long)
So long - (so long)
Lookin' (so long) for love (so long)
in all the wrong places
(so long)
(so long)
Lookin' (so long) for love (so long)
SLEEPIN' BIRD
He took off with the wild keys in the early mornin' grey
ridin' the desert for a million miles a day
& there ain't no barricades anymore
between the mountains & the very floor
Dark spot as he quizzed the neighbourhood
leavin' it all in a shadow of blood (he was...)
(chorus)
Never seen, he was
never heard
passin' by like a sleepin' bird
(2 x)
He took his time, when he shot him through the head
before he hit the floor the boy was cold & dead
one day someone is gonna plead against your name
he won't mark if you win or lose, how you play the game
One day someone is gonna plead against your style
So uptight - he just can't take away your smile
he was
(chorus)
Never seen, he was
never heard
passin' by like a sleepin' bird
(2 x)
Dark spot as he quizzed the neighbourhood
leavin' it all in a shadow of blood
(guitar solo - 16 bars)
Heartbeat's fadin' - pressure's goin' down
skin gets red - eyes start poppin' 'round (he was...)
Chorus - with breaks
The swiftest fingers play for money
the best are tangled up in minds
The sweetest sisters come down to connin
they buy no truth of any kind
Senile mothers woo their spittin' sons
hunky husbands sell their pounds of flesh
the most sung song is sixteens tons
only trash is good for cash
Send me y'r greetings, sweet sweet love
commend me if I need to be heaven above
Y'r socalled friends just drain y'r brain
to be a star in conversation
the clap trap rows on Lover's Lane are
only meant to keep you on probation
Shoot y'r shit & shoot y'r stinkin' lip
you find no way to score a solid hit
try everything now to prove y'r hip
you're gonna end up the final stupid flip
Send me your greetings, sweet sweet love
commend me if I need to be heaven above
but leave me, please leave me
with the scum & the junkies
on skid row, where all names are delusive
skid row, where all pain is exclusive
Hello momma don't blame me
If i look a little
Out of control
But life is a bomb offiler
You worth the livin'
and it tells your home
I said its nerve wrecking,
pretty brains crackin business full of hate and booze, Oh mama
I got the showbiz blues
Lemme tell ya
Last night i got filmed
by jeff idol
Some Grammin jaw
to pull my ear
Won't you tell me momma
was it plain suspicion or..
real lighting that he feared
its a nerve wrecking
pretty brain crashing business full of dope and blues, help me momma
i got the showbiz blues
solo's (a a b)
Jivin Johnny was dumpin
Dry leaves on my new pair of shoes
i said bybye bundy
bundy bum boy
you pull a close
.substitute
its a nerve wrecking
mighty brains crashing
business for me to do
full o hate and booze,
the showbizz blues
all i want is some
hurley been fishin
all i wanted flame at rock n roll
and its a nerve wrecking
pretty brains crackin
business
for me to do
oh mama
i got the showbiz blues
The neon light, of the "Open all night",
was just in time replaced by the magic appearance of a new day-while,
a melancholic Reno was crawling on his back just in,
front of the supermarket door-way child
Hey girl, on a cold summernight,
as we stood on the corner,
as a man passed by and asked us,
what we DO and what we need,
as he pointed his big fat finger
to the people hangin round at the corner of the - other side of THE street
Oh well SAID
doin' nothing, just hanging around,
what do you mean doin' nothing Sir.
So we had to hit him to the ground,
doin' nothing just hanging around.
His head all busted lookin' just a lttle to WILD child
Chorus:
I just can't wait
I just can't wait for saturday night
for saturday night
for saturday night
saturday night
bit with solo:
saturday night
saturday night
saturday night
Chorus:
I just can't wait
I just can't wait
(BACKING: sATURDAY NIGHT...)
MELANCHOLIC RENO CRAWLIN' ON HIS BACK
JUST IN FRONT OF THE SUPERMARKET GONE
ONE THE NEON LIGHT OF THE 'OPEN ALL NIGHT'
JUST IN TIME REPLACED BY THE MAGIC APPEARANCE OF A NEW DAY
You blew my deal
left me out at heels
gave me lies for candy
sucked my juice, ate my brain
gave me fake for understanding
Rock & Roll addiction is a festerin' habit
you gotta keep on playin' like a paranoid rabbit
you can hook me on y'r tail, penetrate my soul
made me feel the sting of Rock & Roll
I'm a heart & soul, Rock & Roll,
heart & soul Rock & Roll junkie
Forget about y'r poetry & y'r old jive culture
you better crack it up before it's too far gone
go by y'r instinct, get down to the real thing
she's no lie, never leads you wrong
I've seen the macrodynamics, & the psychedelic trash
symphonic Nellies, pretending high class
I've seen those funky assed turkeys
on their big platform discoshoes
the new wave hype & the old jive juice
I'm a heart & soul, Rock & Roll,
heart & soul Rock & Roll junkie
it's magic, fantastic, plastic fireball
makes you strung out for life
makes you stumble & fall
they're gonna call you names you never heard before
they got you comin' down on music you adore
but when I do my suicide for you
I hope you miss me too
I'm a heart & soul, Rock & Roll,
People round me
got a strong feelin'
my habits ain't good
guess I'm losin'
some good ol' respect
in this neighbourhood
Give me a break
stop complaining so loud
as long as you don't know
what y'r talkin' about
Won't be long
before y'r gonna find out
y'r local misfit's gonna be
a national breakout
Gonna prove y'r smalltown
judgement wrong
Gonna do a lil' thing
to make you feel
PROUD
PROUD
Take life by the neck
& I won't let go
entertain this mob
like fightin' a bull in a rodeo
I don't wanna be poor
I gotta have a job
But not like everybody else
on the block
Take you by surprise
stop complaining so loud
Gonna do a lil' thing
to make you feel
PROUD
PROUD
They told you you're so damn important
& you thought important was the way to be
you'll never find the song within you
preoccupied you were with bein' free
you know the day's gonna come
a man finds his soul is on the run
(ain't that fun)
nothin' matters, it's all lies
(ain't that nice)
find yourself a jail
only prisoners can sing
find yourself a crutch
We were lovers on the beach
the waves were curlin' round our feet
we were lovers in the back of the car
told each other we would never be apart
These days it's sad but it's true
Every word I say is bouncin' off on you
for you baby I ruin my hands
you've got me cleanin' the pots & the pans
I sold my soul
she's got me in the palm of her hand
I've got a feelin' I've made a mistake
since none of my friends come around no more
I've got a funny feelin' somethin's wrong
no more ringin' the phone no knockin' on my door
Chorus:
O what a price I've got to pay
lovin' you
This ghostlike feelin's gettin' stronger
I just can't hide no longer
I hate to see it fade away
the truth I've got to face someday
Chorus:
O what a price I've got to pay
lovin' you
I've got to pay
lovin' you
She's like a nightclub in the mornin'
she's the bitter end
like a desinfected toilet
only clean around the bend
she's countin' up the bottles
she's checkin' out the gossip
she got nightmares of a rapist
she don't know what love is
Chorus:
O what a price I've got to pay
lovin' you
I've got to pay
Groovin' & rollin' in any rotten town
huntin' for Kicks, chicks, just foolin' round
let me be y'r wild boy, send you flowers
let me be y'r lover in the wee wee hours
late at night when the nightmares came
I opened my eyes, told you, you're to blame
talkin' trash, bringin' you down
like a blind horse messin' round
you told me you love me, but it's never enough
you told me you love me, so don't treat me so tough
you told me you love me, but it's never enough
treat me like a yoyo, got me actin' like a dog
late at night, I was thinkin' bout death
how I took a shotgun, put a bullet in my head
you told me you love me, but y'r love couldn't heal
the blisters on my soul & the pain I feel
shock the mob, it's never enough
real as a rock, shock the mob
pain (enough)
know I'm suspicious, missin' the point
bringin' you down talkin' trash
like a blind horse messin' round
treat me like a yoyo, got me actin' like a dog
My mama told me if I was naughty
I was never to throw a party
I would be lonely & they would stone me
if I ever tried to be hearty
my daddy said hey boy if y're rockin'
you got to suffer y'r neighbours mockin'
you're gonna be laughed at
they gonna get you drafted
got to cover y'r silver stockin'
& I was sure to lose my mind
cause I'm one of a kind
hey fancy little mama with y'r black & blue dress
y're chasin' my dreams straight outa my head
I see you hangin' round in y'r black & blue dress
go on with y'r cheatin' till my output is dead
I'm gonna get what I want
I'm gonna drop what I don't
& I'll never lose my mind
cause I'm one
Now don't you look at me with all that grief
don't try to hold me everytime I leave
A tiger in a cage is just a disgrace
do you prefer to see me on my knees
beggin' you if I could possibly
a man can only stumble when he's fearfull
now don't you shout & try to do me in
this kind of fightin' you will always win
I don't care for y'r wisecracks
just y'r feelin's
If singin' ballads doesn't fit my style
& if I'm not the all romantic guy
leaves you confused & makes you wonder why
it doesn't mean that I don't love you anymore
I ain't your Macho Mister know it all
ain't gonna catch you every time you fall
it don't make sense to fake that kind of romance
why don't you find someone you can command
you can squeeze in the palm of y'r hand
pretends he understands y'r fears & sorrows
the kind of chaindog always hangin' round
who cracks you up whenever you go down
don't try to make me Rudolph Valentino
If singin' ballads doesn't fit my style
& if I'm not the all romantic guy
leaves you confused & makes you wonder why
it doesn't mean that I don't love you anymore
If I can't take the way you talk no more
If I sneak out since you're such a bore
Don't feel the fever like I did before
I guess that means that I
My baby's face shines like a sun
lipstick & powder won't help her none
she's a nightcat foolin' round
she's goin' to some fast place
stays out all night long
comes home in the mornin'
tells me nothin' is wrong
she's a nightcat foolin' round
Look out for the nightcat
she knows where it's at
be sure to tell no lies
the truth is in her eyes
Goin' to the racetrack
see my baby run
she ain't no kingsize
but she's a fast son of a gun
she's a nightcat foolin' round
I don't need no sugar in my tea
this cat of mine
she's sweet enough for me
she's a nightcat foolin' round
Look out for the nightcat
she knows where it's at
be sure to tell no lies
the truth is in her eyes
Just like a nightcat
Never Be Clever Herman Brood
Going down the line, my head up high
Wonder why it's so hard to feel fine
Got all I need
Plastic teeth
A pocket full of speed
And I'm cool with the heat
I got a groovy little lady
Seems I'm waisting het time
Got a hit and a bullet
Still back in crime
People say I used to do better
Si I guess I'm gonna have to get myself together
[Refrein:]
But I'll never
Ooh aah aah
I'll never be clever
I'll never be clever
Ooh aah aah
I'll never be clever
Some say I'm suicidal
With a sense of humour
Some say I'm faking it all
Trying to start rumours
Some people say a moment lasts longer
I find myself at home
Settled down, write a song
I'll love to hang around
In black people's places
Fascinated staring at faces
Holy mama, make me concentrate
Got to write a song
And I got to create
There's nothin' you can say
that's gonna tear me away
from my baby
There's nothin' you can do
'cause I'll stick like glue
she's my girl
I'll stick to my girl
like a stamp to a letter
like the birds & the feathers
we'll stick together
I could tell you from the start
we'ld never ever be apart
she's my baby
she's my baby
There's nothin' you can buy
that's gonna make me tell a lie
to my baby
no handsome face
is gonna take her place
she's my girl
She may not be a moviestar
but when it comes to bein' happy
we are
I could tell you from the start
We'll never ever be apart
I've seen times
where I didn't feel like
face another day
jumpin' off the highest roof
lay my head on a rail
sssplashin' on the sidewalk
creatin' more blood
than a tomato could
you know takin' a dry dive
from the highest roof
in the neighbourhood
future styles
froen smiles
I feel so goddamn all alone
hometown is now a ghosttown
I don't wanna go home
The little girls understand
understand it all / just know
They had me on my knees
in the doctors' room
he understands my problem
but the twinkle in his eyes
is like a spark of doom
I've seen times
where I didn't feel like
face another day
jumpin' off the highest roof
lay my head on a rail
The little girls understand
don't need no doctor
never too slow
understand it all
just know
Most girls that I see in the mornin'
Hide out under the table
Most girls I see when I wake up
sneak out as soon as they're able
The little girls understand
understand it all
just know
ain't got no problems
understand it all
just know
The little girls understand
I'm sick of the city
sick of the heat
sick of 'm dopey nitwits
at the shootin' galery
sick from pickin' up the craps
from half the chicks that I touch
Social diseases & ratty lil' habits
closin' me in
drivin' me nuts
Always thought I had complete control &
one day you wake up honey
down in the hole
I've been jivin' myself too long
I've been jivin' myself too long
Wake up too far gone to do y'r
lousy routine
like rip off some fag
down at the pissin' machine
You know the past is a wound in the head
lookin' back is a pain in the neck
been jivin' myself too long
with phone extacy
lust for life
straight from the pharmacy
I've been jivin' myself too long
I've been jivin' myself too long
There's a thing called love
but I can't seem to find it
don't see them in the street
don't see it in the poolhall at the disco
don't see it at places
where people should meet
There must be more good in life
than I can see
gotta find I way to make it part of me
lord have mercy
just some private lil' fantasy
now back to reality, look out
see that bum pull a gun
for a hand full of chickenfeed
right in the middle of
weekend shoppin' mainstreet
beat a bum for 25 cents
surrounded by tourists
& uniformed misfits
Good evening ladies & gentlemen
The Brood in jazz
I saw the genius come out of the bottle
freakin' out the old man in the candystore
a sad eyed jazz-cat tried to sell his trumpet
whatever the offer he always wants more
Every hit you get that don't break y'r neck
is gonna make you feel stronger
every storm you survive
is gonna make you last longer
Holes in the paper where words should be
I guess it's holy it's so hard to see
I wanna laugh & then again I wanna cry
I gotta dance, I gotta die
Junk-sick mornin's in the subway train
I shouldn't be there love in vain
whiskey in the ice-box colour TV
& for tonight you've got me
so I wonder
What's the hassle
What's the hassle
You took my style you used my phone
you took my bike you left me alone
I lost my job my family life
I lost my guts my natural drive
The first time I met you child
we were like tigers in a cage
goin' places I forgot
I guess we've got to turn the page
So what's the hassle
She came home drunk and dirty - she'd been cruising in the park
she came home waisted - she'd been cruising - like a shark
she came home loaded - had been cruising in the dark
I know by now - she'd been screwing in the back of his car
I grabbed my pistol I'm the boss and somehow I had to show it
She blew my mind as she whispered in my ear - it ain't the gun, darling
It's the way you blow it.
The dustin' crack come out & fight the smell of hell the shootin kind
she came home drunk with a truckload of lustI've seen it allthrough my own eyes
The stink of London subway-heat Kenthouse-game play for keeps
She's been cruising, I can tell by the smell, I've seen it allthrough my own eyes
I grabbed my pistol I'm the boss and somehow I had to prove it
She blew my mind as she whispered in my ear - it ain't the gun, darling
It's the way you - blow it.
(I've seen it all through my own eyes (4 X)
I grabbed my pistol I'm the boss and somehow I had to show it
She blew my mind as she whispered in my ear - it ain't the gun, darling
It ain't the gun, darling
I grabbed my pistol I'm the boss and somehow I had to prove it
She blew my mind as she whispered in my ear -it ain't the gun, darling
It's the way you - blow it.
Ch. (I've seen it all through my own eyes (4 X)
(I've seen it all)
Dustin' crack come out & fight the smell of hell the shootin' kind
(I've seen it all)
she came home draggin' a truckload of life I've seen it all I've seen it all
(I've seen it all)
I dragged my pistol come out and fight the smell of hell the shootin' kind
(I've seen it all through my own eyes)
I've seen it all a truckload of of love see me cruisin' - see me cruisin'
(Cruisin' --- Cruisin' --- Cruisin')
Cruisin' in the park - cruisin' in the dark - cruisin' screwing in the back of his car
(I've seen it all through my own eyes)
The smell of hell the shootin' kind I've seen it all
(I've seen it all through my own eyes)
Rain is splashin' on my window
Like a sad song in my head
I always thought I could do without you very well
But I never felt this need so bad
Gospelmusic on the radio
Try to convinse me I should trust the Lord
But I ain't ready for the holy life
On this rotten lonely night
If love is dead so what's that feeling in my heart
This flame inside I feel it burn
If love is dead so what's that feeling in my heart
I never thought honey it would be tough
This panic in the backroom
Confusion in my heart
I can clearly see honey
The missing link
Mama, won't you buy me a drink
If love is dead so what's that feeling in my heart
Mama, won't you buy me a drink
If love is dead so what's that feeling in my heart
Mama, won't you buy me a drink
Mama, won't you buy me a drink
Hot talk in the street
people goin' downtown
a-rollin' their sleeves
spittin' their gum &
leavin' their tracks
for something new - something to do
how does it feel to be
. insane
you gutterhero hangin' round
y'r suicide embrace
too many kids in the rain
it's hard to ignore their pain
hot talk - really got me flowin'
too tough - you got me growin'
handfull of high, cool in my mind
quarter of a million to spend in my time
suffer like a saint & crack ev'ry chain
for something new - something to do
how does it feel to be
. insane
you gutterhero hangin' round
y'r suicide embrace
too many kids in the rain
it's hard to ignore their pain
Like to be in de lime light
like to move around
like to be undercover
like to push it out
like to be in the spotlight
want my mama to be proud
A little schoolhater is doin' fine
he's gonna be a clown
to be a
hot shot showperformer
a hot shot showperformer
a Hot shot
Like those good looking ladies
Seen in xtc
all those well dressed ladies
taking care of me
I like to be taking care of
no responsebilities
like to be under .....
like to be a care freak
I want to be a hot shot
(Gitaarsolo)
To be a
hot shot showperformer
hot shot showperformer
to be a hot shot
To be a
hot shot showperformer
hot shot showperformer
to be a hot shot
(Herman met bombita's)
Like to be in the movies
like the Hollywood leage
like to sing on many lines
listen up on sunset scream
like to sit on tumber???
like to sit on a cloud
like to be on the everest
like to push it out
i like to be
a hot shot showperformer
a hot shot showperformer
a hot shot
ooooooooh he wants to be a hot shot showperformer
a hot shot showperformer
hot shot showperformer
hot shot showperformer
ooooooooh he wants to be a hot shot showperformer
(blijven herhalen...)
(bombita's laatste zin)
He's gonna be a hotshot showperformer
I'm sittin' with Nelly
in front of the telly
I'm fillin' my belly
with a bottle of wine
goin' with Kelly
to the cross-country rally
up to Chez Nelly
straight down the line
Just say she ain't mine
& I'll beat you to gelly
it's a hit on the head
with a knock of the knuckles
it's a bucket full of tears
& it's a sea full of rain
goin' down the valley
tryin' to screw Grace Kelly
go for her gelly
she's handlin' mine
sittin' with Sally
ridin' with Smelly
fillin' my belly
His balance act was just a span
from the womb to the tomb
he took a bite in the the circus dust
wondrin' who can you trust
he took a bite in the the dust
Help me
I ain't the kind of ego
to mix up with the psycho's
shootin' shadows on the roof
what bullit's gonna prove
shootin' shadows on the roof
what you're tryin' to prove
Help me
Help me
I can't do it on my own
Help me
I can't do it all alone
Help me
He took a bite as a final showoff
one last terrifyin' laugh
back stage horror exposure in vain
one more idol down the drain
down the drain
Help me
Help me
Help me
I can't do it all alone
Once there was a young girl
she was a good time fun girl
she went thru her younger life a saint
By the time she was sixteen
she got into this new thing
she dug the groups & the songs
they were playin'
Into her life came a long hair
who told her she was nowhere
unless she showed his friends
some of her favors
Groupie girl
you're doin' y'r thing so fine
Groupie girl
you'll get old before y'r time
Like a joint she was passed round
by the groups that came to town
but she no longer cared
about her welfare
leather bag & muskin shoes
she acts as if she's got nothin' to loose
she never ever combs
her pretty blond hair
Groupie girl
you're doin' y'r thing so fine
Groupie girl
Leaves come yellow and red
wintertime is here
if you need me honey
you know I'm always there
Forget what used to be
make me smile
and say "stay with me
forever"
Come rest your head on me
call me your man
say "stay with me
forever"
Leaves come yellow and red
wintertime is here
if you need me
you know I'm always there
Come rest your head on me
call me your man
and say "stay with me
forever"
Forget what used to be
and make me smile
and say "stay with me
forever"
(solo)
Come rest your head on me
and make me smile
say "stay with me
Every day you see if you're a star like me
an endless line of people
some love, some hate you
some only try to make a fool out of you
Chorus:
but every once in a while
someone's passin' by you just can't get of your mind
someone passin' by
gives you that precious little grain
that makes you feel real
& keeps you out of the rain
(it feels like love - ) let's get lost
Some people try to sound like big money
others overlaugh when things ain't funny
I was lookin' into many eyes in vain
I've been hooked on lies insane
chorus
Solo
Every day you see if you're a star like me
an endless line of people
some love, some hate you
some only try to make a fool out of you
chorus:
If life is drivin' you to drink
you sit around wonderin'
don't know what to think
there's always somebody hangin' round
playin' with dynamite
you told me back in '68
I was goin' down the
you were goin' straight
but I remember in '74
you wanted me to hang around & take some more
my mama told me, daddy said it right
son you're just committin'g suicide
drinkin' & gamblin', stayin' out all night
just livin' in a fool's paradise
To be a blind boy
such a fine thing
all the women gettin' faceless
to be a blind man
such a fine thing
when all the music's gettin' spaceless
& when she comes
she comes to stay
don't let ambition lead her away
& when she comes
her touch don't miss
the blood comes down the dropper
like a big red kiss
You can fake anything
you can't fake the real thing
you can fake you can sing
you can't fake the real thing
She's the one
she took the walk
The body speaks the mind don't talk
She's the one
who's darkness doubles
She sees the brilliance of all
my troubles
You can fake anything
you can't fake the real thing
you can fake you can sing
She came along
a feelin' hit me o so strong
I knew something was wrong
in my head
We did our thing
never suspected a thing
wedding bells were about to ring
in my head
She gazed up at me
& the answer was plain to see
since I saw the light in y'r eyes
I tried to run
I knew it wouldn't help me none
I could never ever love someone
When you're a star like me
you got girls on the phone
sad girls bad girls
sometimes it's better to be alone
When you're a stud like me
you got girls on your mind
talkin' girls workin' girls
standin' in line
where is the girl of my dreams
21 or sweet sixteen
where is the girl of my dreams
got to find her soon
I'm gonna make her my queen
When you're a guy like me
you got girls on the phone
mean girls bad girls
sometimes it's better to be alone
where is the girl of my dreams
21 or sweet sixteen
where is the girl of my dreams
I've got to find her soon
I'm gonna make her my queen
There's a thing called love
can make a man go blind
now there's a thing called love
it's so hard to find
where is the girl of my dreams
21 or sweet sixteen
where is the girl of my dreams
I've got to find her soon
I'm gonna make her my queen
This love of mine is far too strong
for me to understand
Try so hard - to find a way
to keep it in my hand
She got me tied, she got me blind
& me I lost command
this love of mine is just too strong
for me to understand
& everytime she's gone
I can't get her out of my head
I can't get loose, I just can't move
an inch from her
the way she moves grooves
walks talks gets out of hand
the way she takes her place
the way she smiles
the way she radiates
Don't wanna push no narcotic revolution
don't wanna push you down Dead End Street
don't like to see you run around in circles
don't wanna turn you into a piece of concrete
get down to the real thing
get down to what you honestly feel
you better do it from the heart
don't you do it from the head
you better do it from the heart
Hate to see you fade away
in some heartbreak-hotel room
hate to see you run & hide
like a disease in the gloom
get down y'r instinct
get down to what you honestly feel
you better do it from the heart
don't you do it from the head
you better do it from the heart
I don't need y'r friendly talk
& y'r words as sweet as honey
I don't want y'r so called smile
while y'r mind is on my money
hate to see you starin' at the points of y'r shoes
just wanna crack you up, just wanna turn you loose
hey child get down & nasty
get down to what you honestly feel
Dope sucks
Feel so good - it must be wrong
this junk is really workin' out pretty strong
feel so high, it must be low
move so fast, it's almost slow
gonna hit you so hard, you'll never hit back
child you look so spoiled it makes me sad
you act so weird, I think you're clean
you treat me so tough, it's almost mean
feel so strong, it's getting' out of hand
feel so wise, just don'y understand
feel so cool, got complete control
feel so perfect that I lost my soul
feel like doin' it
you lie so good, you think it's true
funny while I'm still countin' on you
got so much space, still no home
feel so handsome but still alone
feel so high it must be low
feel so fast, it's almost slow
When everything around you turns to shit
and all your friends have split
all your lovers have gone
from this - to a life of bliss
I don't deserve to die stinkin' like this
I don't deserve to die stinkin' like this
Though she's gone
I dance on
Though she's gone
I dance on
When everything around you turns to shit
and all your friends have split
all your lovers have gone from this
to a life of bliss
I don't deserve to die stinkin' like this
I don't deserve to die stinkin' like this
Though she's gone
I dance on
Though she's gone
I dance on
(guitar solo)
I don't deserve to die stinkin' like this
I don't deserve to die stinkin' like this
Though she's gone
I dance on
Though she's gone
I dance on (I dance on)
Got to dance on
gonna dance on - (dance - dance yeah)
never mind that she's gone
got to dance on (I dance on)
I dance on (I dance on)
gonna dance on (I dance on)
(I dance on)
I dance on (I dance on) I dance on
got to dance on (I dance on)
gonna dance on (I dance on) on
gonna dance on (I dance on) gonna dance on
Checked in early
with my Rock 'n Roll band
out in the backstreet
lookin' for the man
Gettin' high like
every other time
how many more times
can I walk that line
Showtime comes but
y'r not around
Sent someone up
try & get you down
Y'r all alone when you lock that door
y'r gonna end up on the bathroom floor
Prepare to say farewell
checkin' out in y'r last hotel
you couldn't get y'r finger
on the roomservice bell
CHECKIN' OUT in y'r last hotel
CHECKIN' OUT in y'r last / next hotel
Never had no problem
feedin' his monkey
keep the lookin' glass go round
he could smell a connection
for miles (score some pure white, black, or brown)
in any greasy ol town
CHECKIN' OUT
The man killed himself consumin' some
Turkish Delight in an Amsterdam hotelroom
after 14 years of tenor sax for
Fats Domino.
Talkin' bout
Been sittin' & thinkin', places I roamed
all these girls that I've known
of all those chicks I met
you're the one I can't forget
remember times, good & bad times
don't regret'em, sure ain't let'em
remember sidestreets - where we used to meet
makin' love - nobody but you & me
champagne & wine
that's what you're gonna get child
champagne & wine
that's what you're gonna see
been too long now, come see bout me
I'm gonna be, honey, knockin' on your door
I'm not the same I was before
I'm a man know, full grown man
you got me eatin' from the tip of your hand
I don't mind even - as long as you feed me
good old lovin', good old sympathy
champagne & wine
that's what you're gonna get now
ev'ry day's gonna be like sunday
ev'ry night's gonna show me the stars in the sky
champagne & wine
cocaine champagne runnin' round
the poor boy's brain
too much of the good
too much of the bright
too much protection
never had to fight
some had a tip
some take a doubleshot
some get overloaded
some have not
some need comfort
some try to catch a breeze
some act like a holy virgin
chinese monk, queen of the street
too much of the good
too much of the bright
all I had to do was stick out my hand
never had to fight
Out of the basement
comes the artist in crime
down to the bone
he drinks the violent wine
touch of evil
he's got twisted kicks
ain't gonna talk
'bout the price of fish
BURN
(gotta be certain)
before you fade
(gotta be certain)
I gotta find out
I gotta be certain
this obsession
ain't the final curtain
& all these numbers
reduced to zero
those who die young
are all my heroes
BURN
(gotta be certain)
before you fade
(gotta be certain)
BURN before you fade
Gotta find out
Gotta be certain
this obsession
ain't the final curtain
touch of evil
got twisted kicks
ain't gonna talk
'bout the price of fish
& all these numbers
reduced to zero
those who die young
Hello mamma don't blame me
if I look a lil'
out of control
but life as a Rock 'n Roll idol
is worse than livin'
in a tell tale hole
Last night
as I flew my jet fighter
some ramblin'
jarred upon my ear
Tell me ma
was it plain suspicion
or real lightnin' I did fear
The company
is proud of me
I'm the best sellin'
act around
Talkin' trash to the press
workin' my ass off
from town to town
Hey man take a smoke
take a line
Y'r songs are out a sight
of course we're gonna
make you a star
Don't you worry bout
the copyright
Watch y'r step now
y'r gonna be trapped
in some Rock 'n Roll jive
Y'r gonna be in trouble
Y'r gonna be
buried alive
You can beat the drum
Got to be for real, your a bum
beat him up and you can beat your wife,
Beat your club child
You can bet your life
You can't beat me
Go ahead and try
You can't beat me, try
You can't beat me,
Go ahead and try
You can't beat me
Well, you can do what you might
You can do what you will
Lose your friends and your lovers
Shut up and live
You can lose in Louisiana
You can lose in Saint Paul
Lose your fortune
You can lose it all
But you can't lose me
..
Solo piano
Solo gitaar
You can beat the drum etc
BAD BLOOD
People come & go
broken hearted
O.D. on poison
take a dry dive
get loaded on smack
& locked up in the john
for the rest of their life
Businessman gonna keep on pushin'
for good ol' green back dollar bill
mama's doin' the black cat walk
& daddy's poppin himself
right over the hill
Too much grass & y're prone to gas
see you on the corner of needle avenua
you better take a good look
down this road
see if it's bright enough for you
Bad Blood
you can pretend everythin's cool
even force some winky kinda smile
don't wanna see the tears in y'r eyes
since y're gonna find out
I'll be gone for a while
Bad Blood
Competition is the name of the game
gotta clean out my system
do the milkcow cure
hide out in the jungle
gotta be pure
Peter is a poet
shootin' jivetalk all over the sidewalk
ain't no big money for Pete
at the corner of the street
Bad Blood
Peter is a poet up to his neck in the shit
it ain't no use to strike if you can't hit
Gonna puke cause I wanna be pure
blood on the tracks
grinnin' straight faced
ssssteps you in the back
Bad Blood
Don't fear the devil
ain't gonna beg for a place in heaven
messin' with the best in me
squeezin' the soul right out of me
Bad Blood
Too much grass & y're prone to gas
see you on the corner of needle avenua
you better take a good look
down this road
see if it's bright enough for you
Back (in y'r love)
When the wind is crawlin'
at y'r basement floor
& the rats are runnin' round
tryin' to get underheath y'r chamber door
when I smell the . . .
on y'r sweatstained street
& I see this French chick
lickin' my speed
When the snow is wettin'
my old wooden chair
& the crabs are runnin' round
in my pubic hair
when y'r bubblegum is stickin'
in my pubic hair
when all my old sollicitors
come around, only needles for a pay
& all me brandnew visitors
only have spoons to give away
all my precious pleasures
you took away with all your charms
& all my so called treasures
made a strainer of my arms
damn this cruel december
days shift into nights
I wish I could remember
how you drifted from my sight
anything I can think of
it never seems enough
I make friends with y'r daddy
I make friends with y'r dog
just to get you let me back in y'r love
ANSWER
He's the uninvited guest
gonna check out his place
he's gonna eat y'r snatch
he's gonna come on your face
He's the very last idol
at the end of the rainbow
respectable psycho
king of the floorshow
In comes the leader
evil shootin' from his hands
You've gotta answer babe
answer as a man
There's a call for the dead
evil under the sun
visitors for hire
see the clown jumps the gun
the judge is a showman
the false witness turns loose
the prosecution's a gas
survivin' the champaign blues
Let's go for breakfast
in the house on the strand
You've gotta answer babe
Out in the street
tryin' to arrest my friend
they put him on ice now twice
but he's back again
Hear that funky dance in Harlem
all across the U.S.A.
from the Dead End sea
to the Golden Gate
he was an animal all the way
No more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street
Martha and the band showed us
how to do what you please
all of 'm idiots
dancin' with the BeeGees
since you got no Isley Brother's records
spinnin' like a rat in a maze
do your stuff like a sex machine
whatever happened to the latest craze
since there's
No more dancin'
No more dancin' in the street
No more dancin'
No more dancin' - Freak out
One two three four
no more dancin' anymore
five six seven eight
just another hitparade
Well just when things were getting funny
we had to reconsider all the rules
Dead End sea
Golden Gate
he was an animal all the way
now there's
No more dancin'
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