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The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run I'm driving in my car now Anticipating fun I'm driving right up to you, babe I guess that you couldn't see, yeah yeah But you were under my wheels honey Why don't you let me be? Cuz when you call me on the telephone, sayin Take me to the show And then I say honey I just can't go The old lady says You can't leave her home. The telephone is ringing You've got me on the run I'm driving in my car now I got you under my wheels I got you under my wheels I got you under my wheels I got you, got you, under my wheels! The telephone is ringing, You got me on the run I'm driving in my car now Anticipating fun I'm driving right up to you babe I guess that you couldn't see, yeah yeah yeah yeah But you were under my wheels, honey Why don't you let me be? I gotta you under my wheels |
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She struts into the room
Well I don't know her But with a magnifying glance I just sorta look her over We have a drink or two,..well maybe three And then suddenly, she starts telling me her life story She says Baby, if you wanna, be my lover You better take me home Cuz it's a long long way to paradise And I'm still on my own. Told her that I came from Detroit City And I played guitar in a long haired rock and roll band She asked me why the singer's name was Alice I said Listen baby, you really wouldn't understand And I said On my own, Oh,baby,if you wanna,be my lover, You better take me home, Cuz it's a long, long way,to paradise, and I'm still on my own,own |
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I got the answers to all of your questions
If you've got the money to pay me in gold I will be living in old Monte Carlo And you will be reading the secrets of soul Daggers and contacts and bright shiny limos I've got a watch that turns into a lifeboat Glimmering nightgowns, poisonous as cobras Silencer under the heel of my shoe The elegance of China They sent her to lie here on her back But as she deeply moves me She'd rather shoot me in my tracks And while a Middle Asian lady She really came as no surprise But I still did destroy her And I will smash Halo of flies I crossed the ocean where no one could see And I put a time-bomb in your submarine Goodbye to old friends, the secret's in hand With full need of papers and counterfeit plans You never will understand |
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I'm a gambler
And I'm a runner But you knew that When you layed down I'm a picture of Ugly stories I'm a killer and I'm a clown Step into the street by sundown Step into your last goodbye You're a target just by living Twenty dollars will make you die I wear lace And I wear black leather My hands are lightning Upon my gun My shots are clean And my, my shots are final My shots are deadly And when it's done You're as stiff as my smoking barrel You're as dead as a desert night You're a notch And I'm a legend You're at peace And I must hide Tell me where the hell I'm going Let my bones fall in the dust Can't you hear that ghost that's calling? As my Colt begins to rust In the dust I'm a killer I'm a clown I'm a priest That's gone to town |
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Yeah, you
Seem so civilized Your mama's tryin To run your life Your daddy's tryin To pick your wife Oh no Yeah, you run around With all that hair They just don't like Those rags you wear You say I'm gonna pack up my stuff I'm gonna run away And then you say You drive me nervous, nervous And then I said You drive me nervous, nervous, nervous, oh Nervous, nervous, nervous, nervous, whoa-oh-oh Aaah You're out of state You're thrown in jail You ain't got the bread To pay the bail Your mom and papa come up and said "Honey, where did we fail?" And then you scream You drive me nervous, nervous And then I screamed You drive me nervous, nervous, nervous, oh Nervous, nervous, nervous, nervous, whoa-oh-oh You drive me ne-ne-ne-nervous Ne-ne-ne-nervous You drive me nervous Whoa |
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You can be my slave
And I'll be a stranger We could be in passion We could be in danger Take you off the streets Put you under my wings Yeah, you could pull my leg Or anything Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah You could be the Devil You could be the Saviour Well I really can't tell By the way that your behavior I'll take you off the boat Put you under my wing Yeah, you could pull my leg Or anything Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah I don't know what you're playin' Don't even know what you're sayin' You gotta leave me alone I'm gonna go on home Aaoh, the things are gettin' tougher Yeah, the things are gettin' rougher This is Alice speakin' (Suffer) Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah You could be the Devil You could be the Saviour Well I really can't tell By the way that your behavior Take you off the streets Put you under my wings Yeah, you could pull my leg Or anything Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Little Betty ate a pound of aspirin
She got them from the shelf upon the wall Betty's mommy wasn't there to save her She didn't even hear her baby call Dead babies Can't take care of themselves Dead babies Can't take things off the shelf Well we didn't want you anyway Lalala-la, lalala-la, la la la Daddy is an agrophile in Texas Mommy's on the bar most every night Little Betty's sleeping in the graveyard Living there in burgundy and white Dead babies Can't take care of themselves Dead babies Can't take things off the shelf Well we didn't want you anyway Lalala-la, lalala-la, la la la Goodbye, Little Betty Goodbye, Little Betty So long, Little Betty So long, Little Betty Betty, so long Dead babies Can't take care of themselves Dead babies Can't take things off the shelf Well we didn't need you anyway Lalala-la, lalala-la, la la la Goodbye, Little Betty |
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Well we got no choice
All the girls and boys Makin all that noise 'Cause they found new toys Well we can't salute ya Can't find a flag If that don't suit ya That's a drag School's out for summer School's out forever School's been blown to pieces No more pencils No more books No more teacher's dirty looks Well we got no class And we got no principles And we got no innocence We can't even think of a word that rhymes School's out for summer School's out forever School's been blown to pieces No more pencils No more books No more teacher's dirty looks Out for summer Out till fall We might not go back at all School's out forever School's out for summer School's out with fever School's out completely |
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I slipped into my jeans
Lookin hard and feelin mean I took a spit at the moon It's all in this luney tune Just a little insane A couple shots, I can't feel no pain Hey, where have I been? And who are these scary men? Is this all real? Is this all necessary? Or it this a joke? Many know I don't regret at all They locked me up for good Pinned me against the wall I can't find the exit I quit lookin for doors I stole a razor from the commissary I just couldn't take it no more I'm swimmin in blood Like a rat on a sewer floor No longer insane Just part of this crazy dream |
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I'm lazy, you know it
I'm ready for the second show Amazin' thing growin' Just waitin' for the juice to flow But you're so very picturesque You're so very cold Tastes like roses on your lips but Graveyards on your soul I'm hurtin', I'm walkin' I'm achin' for another go You're squirmin', wet baby Nothing bad comin' very slow And it's burnin' holes in me You're so very picturesque You're so very cold Tastes like roses on you lips but Graveyards on your soul One spastic explosion Two pressure cookers go insane It makes me act crazy I shiver but I love this game But you're so very ordinary You're so very lame Tastes like whiskey on your breath and Earthworms rule your brain |
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My stars
So far No one's callin me home Space brain Vagabond Living on my own Come all ye faithful You know all you people should come to me I'll make you arms work And I'll make your legs work I'll make you see Ladada dadada dadada dadada da da dum Whoa, yeah Well I swear by the air I'll be made to breathe You'll pay very dear for this banishing deed The power alone stored in my little hand Could melt the Eiffel Tower Turn the Sphinx into sand Oh no Thar she blows Spreadin crazy news All night Cannonball Loves to light the fuse And everyone blows up and nobody grows up to fill Dad's shoes But that doesn't matter cuz no little boys really wanted to I stared at the squall line I stared at the fault line I see a funnel black there I think I see a crack there Landscapes alive And it's movin my feet All I need's a Holocaust To make my day complete |
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Rain is falling down my cheek
Searching for the sea Tomorrow, like the rain I'll be back home again I watch, the bus As it pulls out of view Someday like that bus I will be leaving too But you know It breaks my heart To leave you Camelback My high school And now, Alone Crying in my beer Cause old friends said goodbye I guess I'll be leaving too But you know It breaks my heart To leave you Cortez I'll miss you Yes I will Yes I will You know I will Yes I will Yes I will You know I will Well so long... so long Everybody... Everybody I hope that I would see you again... again Goodbye... Goodbye Everybody... Everybody I finally grew up They finally let me out of school Hey, remember the time - 'member the time We took that snake And put down little Betsy's dress? Now I don't think Miss Axelrod Was much impressed No I don't think Miss Axelrod Was much impressed Well I don't think Miss Axelrod Was much impressed Oh, goodbye.. Everybody.. I hope that I would see you again.. So long.. Everybody.. How do you like that They finally let me out of school Goodbye.. Ah, I wanna get out of here They let me out of school How 'bout that, uh? Goodbye Hey, goodbye, guys Maybe I'll see - Maybe I'll see you around some time, uh? Ey, don't make a stranger of yourself, uh? Remember the Coop, uh? May - I ho - I hope you don't forget me or nothing Goodbye |
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Hello
Hooray Let the show begin I've been ready Hello Hooray Let the lights grow dim I've been ready Ready as this audience that's coming here to dream Loving every second, every moment, every scream I've been waiting so long to sing my song And I've been waiting so long for this thing to come Yeah, I've been thinking so long, I was the only one Roll out Roll out With your American dream and its recruits I've been ready Roll out Roll out With your circus freaks and hula hoops I've been ready Ready as this audience that's coming here to dream Loving every second, every moment, every scream I've been waiting so long to sing my song And I've been waiting so long for this thing to come Oh, I've been thinking so long I was the only one I can stand here strong and thin And I can laugh when this thing begins God, I feel so strong I feel so strong I'm so strong I feel so strong I feel so strong So strong God, I feel strong I am so strong So strong I feel so strong I feel so strong. |
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Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe.
She was a real go-getter. She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get better." We pulled off the highway, night black as a widow. "Yes, I read the Bible," she said, "I wanna know of you." Hey, I think I've got a live one, Hey, I think I've got a live one, Yeah, Yeah, I think I've got a live one. Felt like I was hit by a diesel or a greyhound bus. She was no baby-sitter. "Get up, sugar, never thought you'd be a quitter." I opened the back door, she was greedy. I ran through the desert, she was chasin'. No time to get dressed, so I was naked, stranded in Chihuahua. Hey, I think I've got a live one, Hey, I think I've got a live one, Hey, hey, I think I've got a live one, Alone, raped and freezin', Alone cold and sneezin', Alone down in Mexico, Alone. |
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I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice,
I wanna be elected, I'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce, I wanna be elected, Kids want a savior, don't need a fake, I wanna be elected, We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make, I wanna be elected, elected, elected. I never lied to you, I've always been cool, I wanna be elected, I gotta get the vote, and I told you 'bout school, I wanna be elected, elected, elected, Hallelujah, I wanna be selected, Everyone in the United States of America. We're gonna win this one, take the country by storm, We're gonna be elected, You and me together, young and strong, We're gonna be elected, elected, elected, Respected, selected, call collected, I wanna be elected, elected. "And if I am elected I promise the formation of a new party A third party, the Wild Party! I know we have problems, We got problems right here in Central City, We have problems on the North, South, East and West, New York City, Saint Louis, Philadelphia, Los Angeles, Detroit, Chicago, Everybody has problems, And personally, I don't care." |
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Billion dollar baby
Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel, Grimy as an alley Loves me like no other lover. Billion dollar baby Rotten little monster, baby, I adore you. Man or woman living couldn't love me like you, baby. We go dancing nightly in the attic While the moon is rising in the sky. If I'm too rough, tell me, I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands. Yeah, billion dollar baby I got you in the dimestore, No other little girl could ever hold you Any tighter, any tighter than me, baby. Billion dollar baby Reckless like a gambler, million dollar maybe Foamin' like dog that's been infected by the rabies. We go dancing nightly in the attic While the moon is rising in the sky. If I'm too rough, tell me, I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands. Million dollar baby, Billion dollar baby, Trillion dollar baby, Zillion dollar baby. |
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Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair,
Aching to get me. Sticky sweet suckers in the Halloween air, Aching to get me. Saint Vitus dance on my molars tonight, Aching to get me. Aching to get me, get me oh ... Take it to the doc, I guess he ought to know, La, da, da, da, da. Which ones can stay, which ones gotta go. La, da, da, da, da. He looks in my mouth and then he starts to gloat. He says my teeth are O.K., But my gums got to go. Oh oh ... I come off the gas but I'm still seeing spies, Aching to get me. I can see them all through a glassy pair of eyes, Aching to get me. De Sade's gonna live in my mouth tonight, La, da, da, da, da, And the rotten tooth fairy is satisfied, La, da, da, da, da, Aching to get me, get me oh ... |
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I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
Till they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see I got no friends cause they read the papers They can't be seen with me And I'm gettin' real shot down And I'm feeling mean No more Mr. Nice Guy No more Mr. Clean No more Mr. Nice Guy They say he's sick He's obscene I got no friends cause they read the papers They can't be seen with me And I'm feelin' real shot down And I'm, I'm gettin' mean No more Mr. Nice Guy No more Mr. Clean No more Mr. Nice Guy They say he's sick He's obscene My dog bit me on the leg today My cat clawed my eyes Ma's been thrown out of the social circle And dad has to hide I went to church incognito When everybody rose The Reverend Smith he, he recognized me And punched me in the nose He said No more Mr. Nice Guy No more Mr. Clean No more Mr. Nice Guy He said you're sick You're obscene No more Mr. Nice Guy No more Mr. Clean No more Mr. Nice Guy He said you're sick You're obscene |
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Please clean the plates, dear
The Lord above can see ya Don't you know people are starving in Korea? Alcohol and razor blades are straight pins and needles Kindergarten people-they use'em, they need'em Over-indulging machineswere their children there wasn't a way down on Earth to cool'em 'Cause they look just like humans at Kresges and Woolworths But decadent brains were ruling the streets Saying generation landslide closed the gap between'em And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies militant mothers hiding in their basement Using pots and pants as their shields and their helmets Molotov milk bottles haved from pink high chairs While Mothers' Lib burned son's hours But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father Stopped at full speed at a hundred miles per hour The Colgate invicible shield finally got'em |
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Sick things in cars rotate round my stars
Sick things,My things ,My pets ,My things I love you things i see as much as you love me You things are heavenly when you come worship me. You things are chilled with fright ? for i am out tonight You fill me with delight you whet my appetite I eat my things, What love it brings Come here my things, Dont fear my little things I love you things i see as much as you love me You things are heavenly when you come worship me. You things are thrilled with fright ? for i am out tonight You things are paradise you whet my appetite Sick things in cartridge tapes,My stars Sick things, Pretty things, Play things, My things. I love the things i see as much as ellephy You things are heavenly when you come worship me. You things are chilled with fright ? for i am out tonight You you things are paradise you whet my appetite |
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Mary-Ann, I'm really crazy 'bout you, do what I can.
I just can't live without you, Mary-Ann, Mary-Ann. Mary-Ann, my life was built around you. Stars and sand, your eyes were pools of laughter, Mary-Ann. I thought you were my man. |
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I love the dead before they're cold
They're bluing flesh for me to hold Cadaver eye's upon me see....... Nothing I love the dead before they rise No farwells, No goodbyes I never even knew your now rotting face While friends and lovers morn your silly grave I have other uses for you, Darling I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead (X3) I love the dead before they're cold They're bluing flesh for me to hold Cadaver eye's upon me see....... Nothing |
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