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Goin' under, rats in the cellar
Goin' under, skin's turnin' yellow Nose is runny, losin' my connection Losin' money, getting no affection New York City blues East side, West side blues Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can Believe That you're wearing Tearing me apart Safe complaining, 'cause everything's rotten Go insanin', and ain't a thing forgotten Feelin' cozy, Rats In The Cellar Cheeks are rosy, skin's turning yellow Loose and soggy, lookin' rather lazy See my body, pushin up the daisies New York City's dues East side, west side news Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can Believe That you're wearing Tearing me apart New York City blues East side, west side blues Throw me in the slam A catch me if you can Believe That you're wearing Tearing me apart |
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| 2. |
| 3:05 |
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Johnny come lately on a Saturday night
Singin' how de do Backstreet a boogie in the house of delight Where they steal the show The money come sour but the ladies are sweet It's a love affair Whole place rockin', people stompin' their feet A when the gang's all there He gets his woman every night for free He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe I sing na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Johnny like to gamble with his lady Louise She was a black jack deuces are wild He got to thinking 'bout his nose in the breeze Put it there, Johnny looked and he smiled He started thinking 'bout the fortune and fame With the young girls down at his knees He dug the money but forgot all the names So he knew just how to appease [Chorus:] Lick and a promise Lick and a promise Lick and a promise He gave the ladies a Lick and a promise Lick and a promise He gave the ladies a Lick and a promise Loose change grubber in his early, early years Had his poor mama pacin' the floors He grabbed a guitar and a couple a beers Now the crowd keeps screamin' for more He gets his woman every night for free He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe I sing na, na, na, na, na Sing na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na |
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| 3. |
| 4:01 |
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Well your actin' like a prima donna
Playin' so hard to get Actin' so cool and nonchalant Draggin' on a cigarette You keep a wall all around ya I'll get through some day I want your love babe, but push don't shove Gonna chip that stone away Chip away Chip away at the stone And I won't stop until your love is my very own Chip away That's what I'm gonna do Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you Well you stand like a marble statue Trying to look so hard All decked out in your antique dress While the boys all promenade Even a rock will crumble If you strike it night and day If hammer I must, I'm gonna get through your crust Gonna chip that stone away Chip away Chip away at the stone And I won't stop until your love is my very own Chip away That's what I'm gonna do Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you Chip away Chip away at the stone And I won't stop until your love is my very own Chip away That's what I'm gonna do Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you Oooh...yes I do... Chip away Chip away At the stone Chip away Chip away At the stone I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop I won't stop Won't stop Chip it, I'm gonna nip it, all night long |
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| 4. |
| 4:25 |
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1971, we all heard the starters gun
New York is such a pity But at Max's Kansas City we won We all shot the shit at the bar With Johnny O' Toole and his scar And then old Clive Davis said He's surely gonna make us a star I'm gonna make you a star Just the way you are But with all his style I could see in his eyes That we is goin' on trial And it was no surprize The boys kept kickin' ass As usual time would tell But some bitch in the choir Throw water on the fires of hell She loved to show and tell Lord, she loved to tell But with all our style You could see in our eyes That we is still on trial And it was no surprize No surprize No surprize No surprize Midnight lady Situation fetal Vaccinate your ass with your phonograph needle I say looky here Friend of mine You scratch like you need calamine Flamingo boots, soles a creakin' Still in love and Puerto Rican too Ridin' on wheels of hell Smokin' our axle grease Oh, the backstage is rockin' And we're coppin' from the local police That's right, the local police Or the juctice of peace But with all our style You could see in our eyes That we is still on trial Baby, it's no surprize No surprize No surprize No surprize Rock n' roll, junkie whore Got my foot inside the door Knock knock, knock knock, knock Nobody's keepin' score Bad times go away Come again some other day Topaz and sazzafraz Will keep the blues away Candy store, rock n' roll Corporation jellyroll Play the singles, it ain't me It's programmed insanity You ASCAP, if BMI Could ever make a mountain fly If Japanese can boil teas Then where the f**k's my royalties...aar Yak yak yak yak 'oow |
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| 5. |
| 4:27 |
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It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy.
Tell ya, honey, how I feel. I've been dreaming, Floatin' down stream and Losin' touch with all that is real. Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover Never knowin' where ya been. You've been fadin', always out paradin. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin. Well you've always got your tail on the wag. Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon. You act like a perpertual drag. You better check it out, Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon. It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna, And it's so hard to find piece of mind. Yes it is. The way I see it, you've got to say shit. But don't forget to drop me a line. Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen. And workin' for you dad is just a drag. He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams. You better check it out, Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin. Tell her where you've gone and been. Livin' out your fantasy, Sleeping late and smoking tea. [repeat once] It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna, And it's so hard to find piece of mind. Yes it is. The way I see it, you've got to say shit. But don't forget to drop me a line. Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen. And workin' for you dad is just a drag. He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams. You better check it out, Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin. Tell her where you've gone and been. Livin' out your fantasy, Sleeping late and smoking tea. [repeat once] |
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| 6. |
| 4:34 |
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Back when Cain was able
Way before the stable Lightning shot right out from the sky A mothership with fate said Let's give it a try Conscience was related Man, he was created Lady luck took him by surprise Her sweet and bitter fruit It surely opened his eyes Well, she ate it Lordy, it was love at first bite Well, she ate it Never knowin' wrong for right, right, right, right Even Eve in eden Voices tried deceivin' With lies to show the lady the way At first she stopped and turned And tried to walk away Man, he was believer Lady was deceiver So the story goes, but you see The snake was he and she just climbed right up his tree So, she ate it Lordy, it was love at first bite She ate it Never knowin' wrong for right, right, right Science was related Man, he was created When lady luck took him by surprise Her sweet and bitter fruits Surely opened his eyes Evil came like rain And who knows who's to blame And something tried to lay her to waste And all she want to need was just a little taste So, she ate it Lordy, it was love at first bite Yeah, she ate it Never knowin' wrong for right, right, right, right Well, she ate it Lordy, it was love at first bite Yeah, she ate it Never knowing wrong from right, right, Well that's right ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By STEVEN TYLER <i>Lyrics © MUSIC OF STAGE THREE</i> |
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| 7. |
| 4:19 |
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Lord I must be dreaming
What else could this be Everybody's screaming Running' for the sea Holy lands are sinking Birds take to the sky The prophets are all stinking drunk I know the reason why Eyes are full of desire Mind is so ill at ease Everything is on fire Shit piled up to the knees Out of rhyme or reason Everyone's to blame Children of the season Don't be lame Sorry, you're so sorry Don't be sorry Man has known it Now he's blown it Up-side down and hell's the only way We did an awful job And now they say it's Nobody's Fault Old st. Andres Seven years ago Shove it up their richters Red light stop and go Noble men of courage Listen with their ears Spoke but how discouraging When no one really hears One of these day's you'll be sorry Too many houses on stilt Three milion years or just a story Four on the floor up to the hilt (Chorus) Man has known it Now he's blown it Up-side down and hell's the only way We did an awful job And now we're just a little too late Eyes are full of desire Mind is so ill at ease Everything is on fire Shit piled up in debris California showtime Five o'clock's the news Everybody's concubine Was prone to take a snooze (Chorus) |
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| 5:03 |
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if you believe in me
like I believe in you you wouldn't be tellin' me things that weren't exactly true now everythin' changes ain't nothin' the same I'm gettin' the strangest feelin' baby I can't remember my name cause the life I been livin' and the love I been givin' would be sure to set you spinnin' but you ain't never touchin' ground and I'm round and round well it was one for all and it was all for one and everything that we did never bothered no one can you remember the days when you were sweet sixteen and always caught in the blaze of someone else's dreams I'm goin' round and round ( x 16 ) I'm goin' round and round ( x 1,000,000 ) |
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| 9. |
| 4:52 |
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Arriving in boats, black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room I crawled under my bed, covered my head But they're flushin' me out with a broom The leader, she's small, pinned my ass to the wall For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past Time after time, she'd be readin' my mind But she never got the feelin' to last Celebrate, celebrate, celebraid it This is the critical mass So far so good, I heard the other say So good so far, they're takin' me away I drink to you, your mind, her ass We'll take a drink and break the glass Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it This is the critical mass Now the tallest of two, with a brush full of blue Paints surrealist scenes on the wall So I tell her for fun, that it's really well done But she just ain't listenin' at all She points to my heart, tellin' me if I'm smart I'll practice and phase Out and admit, when the shoe doesn't fit And I went screaming out down the hall Really need it Really need your love Really need your love Need your love need your love love love love love love love love love love Just then I heard a poundin' on the door We're all here, sang the voice of twenty more I drink to you alas We'll take a drink and break the glass Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it We are the critical mass Time in space, is takin' me away Time erase, don't know the time of day Time in space, is takin' me away Time erase, don't know the time of day Time in space, is takin' me away Time erase, don't know the time of day |
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| 4:14 |
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Down to who knows who, just to socialize.
I'm waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes. You got no way to make a man honey, You got to understand. I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs. Well, well, Lordie my God, What do we got here? She's flashin' 'cross the floor, Make it perfectly clear. You're the bait, and you're the hook, Someone 'bound to take a look. I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs. You must of come here to find it, You've got the look in your eyes. Although you really don't mind it - I am the Lord of your Thighs! You must of come here to find it baby, You've got the look in your eyes. Although you really don't mind it - I am the Lord of your Thighs! |
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| 11. |
| 4:38 |
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Take me, take me
Take me outside and maybe Baby, take me Take me, take me, take me... Take it or leave it on a Saturday night If what you see is what you get then gimmie me a bite Here are lots of ladies, they is real insecure Leave it to the boys and the fool on the hill Yeaaa..... Hello baby, yeah it's me Don't be no judge, no third degree oh jailbait Play the fool and you play the pawn Wake up babe, out the door gone, jailbait I believe in someone talkin' Can't let go you got a hold oh jailbait What it is, but you believe In what you got, got up your sleeve oh jailbait Oooh, j-j-j-jailbait Oooh, j-j-j-jailbait j-j-j-j-jailbait Take it, leave it, roll the dice She's hot as hell, I'm cold as ice oh jailbait Tell your daddy how you do me Put the woodshed, do it to me jailbait Whatcha see in daddy's eyes Check the voice, no surprise oh jailbait Ooooh... Oooh, j-j-j-jailbait j-j-j-jailbait j-j-j-jailbait j-j-j-jailbait j-j-j-jailbait Do me, do you, tell me, would you, see in, me too Do me, do you I ain't complainin' bitch's brew Girl's a lover, never knew she's jailbait Steeplechase, cold the sweat You sweep your feet up, place a bet on jailbait Lookout... j-j-j-j-j-jailbait j-j-j-j-j-jailbait j-j-j-j-j-jailbait j-j-j-j-j-j-j Ooh, j-j-j-j-jailbait... |
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