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It's hard being a man
Living in a garbage pail My landlady called me up, oh She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it any more more I can't stand it any more more, oh I can't stand it any more more But if baby would just come back, it'd be all right Yeah, if baby would just come back, it would be all right Come on, baby I live with thirteen dead cats A purple dog that wears spats They're all living out in the hall And I can't stand it any more I can't stand it any more more I can't stand it any more more I can't stand it any more more But if baby would just come back, it'd be all right Oh, if baby would just come back, it would be all right Be all right, now Come on, baby I'm tired of living all alone, yeah Nobody ever calls me on the phone But when things are getting better I just play my music louder I can't stand it any more more I can't stand it any more more I can't stand it any more more I can't stand it, I can't stand it I can't stand it, I can't stand it ... |
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Holly came from Miami F.L.A.
hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A. Plucked her eyebrows on the way shaved her leg and then he was a she She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side Candy came from out on the island in the backroom she was everybody's darling But she never lost her head even when she was given head She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side and the coloured girls go Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Little Joe never once gave it away everybody had to pay and pay A hustle here and a hustle there New York city is the place where they said Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side I Said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side - 간 주 중- Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets lookin' for soul food and a place to eat Went to the Apollo you should have seen him go go go They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side I said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side all right, huh Jackie is just speeding away thought she was James Dean for a day Then I guess she had to crash valium would have helped that dash She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side and the coloured girls say Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo |
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Satellite's gone up to the skies Thing like that drive me out of my mind I watched it for a little while I like to watch things on TV Satellite of love satellite of love Satellite of love satellite of Satellite's gone way up to Mars Soon it will be filled with parking cars I watch it for a little while I love to watch things on TV Satellite of love satellite of love Satellite of love satellite of I've been told that you've been bold with Harry, Mark and John Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday to Thursday with Harry, Mark and John Satellite's gone up to the skies Thing like that drive me out of my mind I watched it for a little while I love to watch things on TV Satellite of love satellite of love Satellite of love satellite of Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love ... |
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Vicious you hit me with a flower You do it every hour oh, baby, you're so vicious Vicious you want me to hit you with a stick But all I've got is a guitar pick huh, baby, you're so vicious When I watch you come baby, I just want to run far away You're not the kind of person around I want to stay When I see you walking down the street I step on your hands and I mangle your feet You're not the kind of person that I want to meet Oh, baby, you're so vicious you're just so vicious Vicious hey, you hit me with a flower You do it every hour oh, baby you're so vicious Vicious hey, why don't you swallow razor blades You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade but baby, you're so vicious When I see you coming I just have to run You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun When I see you walking down the street I step on your hand and I mangle your feet You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet 'Cause you're so vicious baby, you're so vicious Vicious, vicious vicious, vicious Vicious, vicious vicious, vicious ... |
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Caroline says that I'm just a toy
she wants a man, not just a boy Oh, Caroline says, ooohhh, Caroline says Caroline says she can't help but be mean or cruel, or oh so it seems Oh, Caroline says, Caroline says She say she doesn't want a man who leans Still she is my Germanic - - Queen Yeah, she's my Queen The things she does, the things she says people shouldn't treat others that way But at first I thought I could take it all Just like poison in a vial hey, she was often very vile But of course, I thought I could take it all Caroline says that I'm not a man so she'll go get it catch as catch can Oh, Caroline says, yeah, Caroline says Caroline says moments in time can't continue to be only mine Oh, Caroline says, yeah, Caroline says She treats me like I am a fool But to me she's still a German - - Queen, ooohhh, she's my - - Queen, ya ... Queen, hey baby, she's my Queen (Queen) (Queen) (Queen) (Queen) ... |
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Standing on the corner suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest and me, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band, huh Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim you know those were different times Oh, all the poets they studied rules of verse and those ladies they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane, oh Sweet Jane, oh-oh Sweet Jane I'll tell you something that Jack, he is a banker and Jane, she is a clerk And both of them save their monies ha, and when, when they come home from work Ooohhh-wah, sittin' down by the fire, oh-wah the radio does play the classical music there, Jim "The March Of The Wooden Soldiers", all you protest kids you can hear Jack say, get ready, ah Sweet Jane, ah, come on baby Sweet Jane, oh, oh, oh-ah Sweet Jane Some people they like to go out dancing and other people they have to work, just watch me now And there's even some evil mothers, haha well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt You know that women never really faint and that villains always blink their eyes, ooohhh And that, you know children are the only ones who blush and that life is just to die But anyone who ever had a heart oh, they wouldn't turn around and break it And anyone who ever played a part oh, they wouldn't turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, oh, wow-woh Sweet Jane Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane ... |
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All your two-bit psychiatrists
are giving you electroshock They said, they'd let you live at home with mom and dad instead of mental hospitals But every time you tried to read a book you couldn't get to page 17 'Cause you forgot where you were so you couldn't even read Don't you know they're gonna kill your sons don't you know gonna kill, kill your sons They're gonna kill, kill your sons until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run away Mom informed me on the phone she didn't know what to do about dad Took an axe and broke the table aren't you glad you're married And sister, she got married on the island and her husband takes the train He's big and he's fat and he doesn't even have a brain They're gonna kill your sons don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons until they run away Creedmore treated me very good but Paine Whitney was even better And when I flipped out on PHC I was so sad, I didn't even get a letter All of the drugs, that we took it really was lots of fun But when they shoot you up with t horizene on crystal smoke you choke like a son of a gun Don't you know they're gonna kill your sons don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run away |
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You know, man,
when I was a young man in high school you believe in or not I wanted to play football for the coach And all those older guys they said he was mean and cruel, but you know wanted to play football for the coach They said I was to little too light weight to play line-backer so I say I'm playing right-end wanted to play football for the coach 'Cause, you know some day, man you gotta stand up straight unless you're gonna fall then you're gone to die And the straightest dude I ever knew was standing right for me all the time So I had to play football for the coach and I wanted to play football for the coach When you're all alone and lonely in your midnight hour And you find that your soul it's been up for sale And you begin to think 'bout all the things that you've done And you begin to hate just 'bout everything But remember the princess who lived on the hill Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong And right now she just might come shining through and the Glory of love, glory of love glory of love, just might come through And all your two-bit friends have gone and ripped you off They're talking behind your back saying, man you're never going to be no human being And you start thinking again 'bout all those things that you've done And who it was and what it was and all the different things you made every different scene Ah, but remember that the city is a funny place Something like a circus or a sewer And just remember different people have peculiar tastes and the Glory of love, the glory of love the glory of love, might see you through yeah, but now, now Glory of love, the glory of love the glory of love, might see you through Glory of love, ah huh huh, the glory of love Glory of love, glory of love Glory of love, now, glory of love, now Glory of love, now now now glory of love Glory of love, give it to me now glory of love see you through Oh, my Coney Island baby, now I'm a Coney Island baby, now I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel and all the kids and P.S. 192 Coney Island baby Man, I'd swear, I'd give the whole thing up for you |
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Somebody's got to help me
this girl's drivin' me insane Cause some they likes it hot, and some they likes it cold and some they just don't like it at, like it at all now Somebody's got to help me this girl's drivin' me insane Now somebody she's got to help me It makes me feel like, ah, that I'm nowhere at all It makes me feel like I'm nowhere at all Somebody's got to help me this girl's got me on the line now Cause some they likes it hot, and some they likes it cold and some they just don't like it at, like it at all now Somebody's got to help me this girl's drivin' me insane Somebody's got to help me She makes me feel like, I'm nowhere at all It makes me feel like I'm nowhere at all I'm nowhere at all I'm nowhere, give it to me now I'm nowhere at all now No honey, Rocky don't know it at all I'm no, no, nowhere at all I'm nowhere at all now oh, give it to me now |
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The first bite of the apple made Eve smart
the second bite taught her how to break men's hearts The third bite taught her how to strut her stuff but she never got to the fourth bite that says "Enough is enough" Enough is enough, baby, I've had enough of you you can keep your dresses, you can keep your jewels You can keep the color TV, those soaps just make me sick all I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick My red joystick, my red joystick all I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick My red joystick, my red joystick all I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick Eve kissed Able, that's how he got murdered by Cain Abraham gave up his son, to keep his wife away And even the Lord Almighty speaking from the trenches to the pits spoke for all of mankind, when he said Take the Porsche, take the kids take the stocks, baby, take the rugs Take those roses from my poor heart wilting but, please, please, hey, please, leave me my red joystick Leave me my red joystick, leave me my red joystick Leave me my red joystick Eve drank apple cider, Eve brewed good apple wine Eve cooked up stewed apples, knew how to have a good time She came into the bedroom, raised her skirts up high she said, "If a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, baby give me a piece before I die" Hey, Eve take a bite of my apple I know you think you're pretty slick the one thing I ask you to leave me is my red joystick My red joystick, ooohhh, my red joystick all I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick My red joystick, baby, my red joystick all I'm asking you leave me is my little red joystick My red joystick hey ..., my red joystick Ooohhh, red joystick please, leave me my red joystick ... red joystick please, leave me my red joystick My red joystick ... (My red joystick, my red joystick) |
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I was sittin' home on the West End watchin' cable TV with a female friend we were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess the poor and the hungry, a world in distress Herpes, AIDS, the Middle East at full throttle better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle and while you're at it, check what's in the batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper Reagan says abortion's murder while he's looking at Cardinal O'Connor look at Jerry Falwell Louis Farrakhan both talk religion and the brotherhood of man They both sound like they belong in Teheran watch out, they're goin' full throttle better check that sausage, before you stick it in the waffle and while you're at it better check, what's in the batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper White against white, Black against Jew it seems like it's 1942 the baby sits in front of MTV watching violent fantasies While Dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport only to find his heroes are all coked up classic, original, the same old story the politics of hate in a new surrounding Hate if it's good and hate if it's bad and if this all don't make you mad I'll keep yours and I'll keep mine nothing sacred and nothing divine Father, bless me, we're at full throttle better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle and while you're at it better check that batter make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey I was born in the United States and I grew up hard but I grew up straight I saw a lack of morals and a lack of concern a feeling that there's nowhere to turn Yippies, Hippies and upwardly mobile Yuppies don't treat me like I'm some dumb lackey 'cause the murderer lives while the victims die I'd much rather see it an eye for an eye A heart for a heart, a brain for a brain and if this all makes you feel a little insane kick up your heels, turn the music up loud pick up your guitar and look out at the crowd, and say, - - "Don't mean to come on sanctimonious but life's got me nervous and little pugnacious Lugubrious so I give a salutation and rock on out to beat really stupid Ohh, poop, ah, doo and how do you do hip hop gonna bop till I drop." watch out world, comin' at you full throttle better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle and while you're at it better check that batter make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper Hey, hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper hey, pitcher, better check that batter make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey, hey |
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The currents rage deep inside us
This is the age of video violence The currents rage so deep inside us This is the age of video violence Up in the morning, drinking his coffee Turns on the TV to some slasher movie Cartoon-like women, tied up and sweaty Painting and screaming, thank you, have a nice day The currents rage, the dawn's upon us This is the age of video violence The current rage so deep inside us This is the age of video violence Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na His heart is pounding he switches the channel looking for something other than rape or murder Or beatings or torture but except for Walt Disney It's a twisted alliance, this age of video violence The currents rage, the dawn's upon us This is the age of video violence The current rage so deep inside us This is the age of video violence Down at his job, his boss sits there screaming If he loses his job, then life loses its meaning His son is in high school, there's nothing he's learning He sits by the TV, watching Corvettes exploding, 'cause The currents rage, the dawn's upon us This is the age of video violence The current rage so deep inside us This is the age of video violence Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Down at a bar some woman is topless she's acned and scarred, her hair is a mess While he shoves 5 dollars down her exotic panties the video jukebox is, ah, playing Madonna While just down the block at some local theater they're grabbing their crotches at the 13th beheading As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die the currents are deep and raging inside The currents rage so deep inside us This is the age of video violence No age of reason is landing upon us This is the age of video violence Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Our good working stiff looks a whore in the eye ties her to a bed while he beats her back bloody and then back - At home, drinking more instant coffee Calls some red-neck evangelist that he's seen on TV and says The currents rage, the dawn's upon us This is the age of video violence The current rage so deep inside us This is the age of video violence The currents rage so deep down inside us This is the age of video violence No age of reason is landing upon us This is the age of video violence Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na |
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