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And the Cradle Will Rock...
Ow Oh yeah, get up Ow! (Yeah) Ow! Ow! Well, they say it's kinda frightnin' How this younger generation swings You know it's more than just some new sensation Well, the kid is into losin' sleep And he don't come home for half the week You know it's more than just an aggravation And the cradle will rock Yes the cradle, cradle will rock And I say rock on. Uh! Rock on And when some local kid gets down They try an' drum him outta town They say, "Ya coulda least faked it, boy" Fake it, boy (Ooh, stranger, boy) At an early age he hits the street Winds up tired with who he meets An' he's unemployed (Unemployed?) Ow! And the cradle will rock. Ow! And the cradle, the cradle will rock An' I say rock on. Oh, say, rock on (Guitar Solo) Have you seen Junior's grades? Ooh Ow! And when some local kid gets down They try an' drum him outta town They say, "Ya could've least faked it, boy. Faked it, boy" And so an early age he hits the street 'N winds up tired with who he meets An' he's unemployed. His folks are overjoyed And the cradle will rock Yes the cradle, cradle will rock I say rock on. Hey! Rock on Rock on. Rock on. Rock on This ain't never been new, babe, child. Ow! Rock on, wow! I said... Rock on. Rock on. Oh, oh, oh Rock on. Oh, ow, ah, ah, ah Rock on. Rock on. Rock on |
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| 2. |
| 5:09 |
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Adlib jungle sounds)
Ow! Ooh yeah! Oh yeah! You can't get romantic on a subway line Conductor don't like it, says, "You're wastin' your time" But everybody wants some! I want some too Everybody wants some! Baby, how 'bout you? Oh! Oh yeah! I took a mobile light, lookin' for a moonbeam. Ow! Yeah, ya stand in line ya got lost in a jet stream Ooh, everybody wants some! I want some too (Oh yeah) Everybody wants some! How about you? Ohhhh yeah Ooooh yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (Guitar solo) Everybody wants some! I want some too! Whoa! Everybody wants some! Hey, hey! How 'bout you? Yeah! (Adlib jungle sounds) Woo! Where'd you get that shit? Oh, yeah I like.... I like the little way the line runs up the back of the stockings I've always liked those kind of high heels, too, ya know I... No, no, no, no don't take 'em off. Don't take...leave 'em on Yeah, that's it...a little more to the right Ow! Hey, hey, hey! Everybody wants some! I want some too. Whoa! Everybody wants some! Baby how 'bout you? Yeah! Everybody wants some! Everybody wants some! Everybody wants some! Everybody needs some! Ah yeah! Ahhh yeah! Look, I'll pay ya for it, what the fuck? |
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Fools
Hah, yeah Oh-uh-oh Ha Ha-oh, ah-ah-ah Try one together, one time a sec Ha-oh, ah-uh-oh Oooh! Yeah! Well, I ain't about to go to school Ooo, an' I'm sick an' tired of Golden Rules, ah! Oh! They say I'm crazy, from the wrong side of the tracks I never see them, but they're always so far back, oh Yeah, baby. How to say...Well lemme tell ya about this one time How ya gonna tell me Lemme put it to music, yeah, I say... Well, I'm sick an' tired of cleanin' room. Oh! An' it's the final bell for pushing broom. Oh-oh! Damned if I do an' then I'm damned if I don't Won't someone tell me what it is they all want? It makes me blue Fools, I live with fools Blue, (Wow!) it makes me blue Fools, I live with fools Whoa! Bbbbbbb I just can't take it Ah, my teachers all gave up on me No matter what they say, I, ha, disagree An' when I need somp'in to soothe my soul I listen to too much rock n' roll Don't want no class reunion, the circus just left town Why behave in public if you're living on a playground? It makes me blue Fools, I live with fools Blue, it makes me blue Fools, I live with fools. Wow! (Guitar Solo) Woo! Oh, yeah Oh! Woo! Blue, it makes me blue. Makes me blue Fools, (Oh!) I live with fools. Live with fools (Wow!) Blue, (Hey hey!) it makes me blue. Makes her blue Fools, (Oh oh) I live with fools. Whoa! Yeah Ah, ha ha! Uh, uh! All right, I said Mmm, here they goin', my way. Woo! (Woo!) Oh yeah! Oh yeah! (Vocal ad lib until fade) |
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| 4:21 |
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Romeo Delight
I told her "Never in hell, no special reason" Musta lied 'cause I ain't leavin' We're in for a very long night Heard a vicious rumor from your mama's tongue You a desperate woman, need a man with a gun High crime zone, in the city o' lights Baby please, can't take it anymore Ah! Baby please, can't take it anymore I'm takin' whiskey to the party tonight And I'm lookin' for somebody to squeeze. Uh! Uh! I hear you're lookin' for somebody to fight Baby, don't get uptight Baby please Wanna see my ID? Try to clip my wings Don't have to show you proof o' anything I know the law, friend At the 'leventh hour I'm goin' back outside Ooh, give it a try. I'm your last loose end Baby please, I can't take it anymore Oh, baby please, I can't take it anymore I'm takin' whiskey to the party tonight An' I'm lookin' for somebody to squeeze. Uh! Uh! Uh! Hear you're lookin' for somebody to fight Baby, don't get uptight Baby please Yeah! (Guitar Solo) Wow! Oooh, baby Oooh, baby Oooh, baby Uh feel my heartbeat Feel my heartbeat Feel my heartbeat Oh, yeah Feel my heartbeat Feel my heartbeat (Ah) Feel my heartbeat Feel my heartbeat Feel my heartbeat Baby please, I can't take it anymore. Oh! Yeah, baby please, (Ah-ha!) I can't uh take it anymore (Wow!) Baby please, can't take it anymore Whoa baby please, (Yeah) I can't take it anymore. Whoa! I'm takin' whiskey to the party tonight An' I'm lookin' for somebody to squeeze. Uh! Oh! Ow! Hear you're lookin' for somebody to fight Baby, don't get uptight Baby please, yeah! Baby please |
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| 2:39 |
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Loss of Control
Hey! (Adlib walkie-talkie banter) Ooh, baby I'm checkin' out, I think you oughta know I'm only wastin' time I think I better go You ain't too civilized, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Baby I'm checkin' out, I think you oughta know, yeah I'm only wastin' time, I think I better go You ain't too civilized, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control (Guitar solo) Ah, ha! Aw, ha! Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control Baby I'm checkin' out, I think you oughta know, yeah I'm only wastin' time, I think I better go You ain't too civilized, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Loss of control Loss of control Loss of control (Guitar solo) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Hhhh! |
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| 3:11 |
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Well, my baby, she don't want me around. She said she's tired of watchin' me fall down. She wants the good life, only the best. But I like that bottle better than the rest. And she said: I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble. Well, I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble. Well, I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble. If you take your whiskey... Well, that liquor in the nighttime leaves strange memories. Seems a lifetime since yesterday. Come the daybreak, come the morrow, that woman's waited up all night for me again. She said: Well, I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble. Yeah, I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble. Yeah, you know that you're headed for a lot of trouble. If you take your whiskey home. Some goes to women, some goes to Jesus, though I'm absolutely certain both's all right. But it takes me at least halfway to the label 'fore I can even make it through the night. Well, I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble. Yeah, I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble. Yeah, you know that you're headed for a lot of trouble. If you take your whiskey home. |
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Could This Be Magic?
You ready? (Yeah) One, two, one, two, three, four Out upon the islands on a cool summer night Buddy, you don't got to hurry, take your time What you need is on the menu and you get it tonight Buddy, you got womens on your mind Could this be magic? Or could this be love? Could this turn tragic? You know that magic often does And I see lonely ships upon the water Better save the women and children first Sail away with someone's daughter Better save the women and children first I hear music on the landin' an' there's laughter in the air Just could be your boat is comin' in Yeah you're leanin' back an' yeah, a foot tappin' Ain't got your head right There's a full moon out tonight. Baby, let's begin And she said "Could this be magic? Or could this be love?" Uh, oh An' I said "Could this turn tragic? You know that magic often does" And I see lonely ships upon the water Better save the women and children first Sail away with someone's daughter Better save the women and children first Edward? Thank you (Guitar Solo) (Was) And she said "Could this be magic? Or, could this be love?" And I said "Could this turn tragic? You know that magic often does" N' I see lonely ships upon the water Better save the women and children first Sail away with someone's daughter Better save the women and children first. Yes, ah |
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In A Simple Rhyme
Well, back in the past when I was treated so coldly, my love life was a darn disgrace. Needed someone to love and hold me. That's one of the reasons that I was out of place. So this is love! Well, she finally kissed me. Had me all worked up inside. I was in love, but Cupid missed me. She up and left, and I almost died. But I was young and I was far from lonely. I been that way for a long, long year. Needed a girl to call my one and only. Is that you? You think you got the int'rest. C'mon and take the time. 'Cause you know I wanna be yours in a simple rhyme. Well, ain't life grand when you finally hit it? I'm always a sucker for a real good time. Woke up in life to find I almost missed it. Ain't I glad that love is blind? But I was young and I was far too crazy. Been that way for a long, long time. Needed a girl, but I was just too lazy. Now that I've found you: You think you got the int'rest. C'mon and take the time. I'm gonna be yours in a simple rhyme, rhyme. She made her mountains sing. Birds against an icy sky. And I heard bells ringin' I think I heard an angel sigh. And she said: There'll be times, there will be times you're gonna hear the angels singin'Ah. Ah. Ah." You think you got the int'rest. C'mon and take the time. I'm gonna be yours in a simple rhyme, rhyme, rhyme. |
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