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from Alice Cooper - Zipper Catches Skin (2007)
Zorro lies dying
In the Spanish sun All the women crying, Especially the pretty ones He drew his sword... They came with guns Stealing is stealing, I've done lots of that Now reach into my pocket, padre Hide this gold pouch in your hat And let the skinny peons Feed upon the fat It was liberated From some aristocrat, eh? So pray for him father, You need not bother 'Cause I am the fox And I go where I want If heaven ignores me The devil adores me Yes, I am the fox And I go where I want Padre, don't it seem Hundred years ago Before I donned the mask I'm Don Diego Now there's only minutes left For the cunning El Zorro Go fetch my sword... my horse I'll ride out death Diablo So pray for him father, You need not bother 'Cause I am the fox And I go where I want If heaven ignores me The devil adores me I am the fox And I go where I want Death you're running closer And I can't keep this pace Sir, I'm disadvantaged And should I lose this race Hand to me your deadliest wine I'll give you back a taste Before you burn your mark on me I'll carve mine in your face So pray for him, father You need not bother 'Cause I am the fox And I go where I want When Satan annoys me Then heaven employs me 'Cause I am the fox And I go where I want to go El Zorro |
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from Alice Cooper - Dirty Diamonds (2005)
Walkin' through the tombstones
Go there everyday Stood damn still I got a chill Someone walked across my grave Stroll across the killing fields In the middle of the night Walked across the fire In the cold moon light Black cat crossed my pathway Winks her juju eye Cross myself and kiss this world goodbye Nights alive with music Puts me in a trance Sneak up on the bonfire Watch the zombies dance My tongue is hot and burnin' When I try to speak Spirit is so willing My flesh is gettin' weak Yeah, it's gettin' weak Now I ain't superstitious Don't roll no juju bones Someone calls in the middle of the night And no one's on the phone Black cat crossed my pathway Winks her juju eye I crossed myself and kiss this world goodbye I ain't superstitious Don't roll no voodoo bones Someone calls in the middle of the night No ones on the phone Nights alive with music Nights alive with music |
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from Alice Cooper - Dirty Diamonds (2005)
You're your own worst enemy
You're a walking catastrophe You get up every morning on the wrong side of the bed You butter your hand instead of the bread Drink enough coffee to wake the dead. You're doing 85 and the light is turning red The judge took your license and forbid you to drive And your heart is pumping bacon and you're barely alive You're your own worst enemy You're a walking catastrophe You're at war with yourself and nobody else You're a danger. You're a danger You trip on your shoelace and fall on your face Your hair is a mess, your clothes a disgrace Your stocks went south and your girlfriend is gay Your dog ate your cat and that was your good day You're your own worst enemy You're a walking catastrophe You're at war with yourself and nobody else You're a danger You're your own worst enemy You're a walking catastrophe You're at war with yourself and nobody else You're a danger. You're a danger To every stranger You're a mess Yes, yes |
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from Alice Cooper - The Last Temptation (1994)
Don't touch your lips
Don't wear your hair like that I feel your presence all around me Don't get too close Don't move your eyes like that Because they're deep enough to drown me It don't get how like this in Heaven You fool me with your angel face Your master knows where I'm my weakest Mercy please, I'm on my knees You're my temptation Measure my faith, the devil's awake He knows you're my temptation Don't call my name Don't brush my cheek like that I curse the day that I found you Don't touch my skin Don't dance around like that I feel damnation all around you And so I raise my voice to Heaven Please hide me in some holy place Protect my soul, I'm only human Mercy please, I'm on my knees You're my temptation Look down and see Deliver me from my dark sensation Give me faith, don't let me waste You're my temptation Come to me You're such a liar Won't you come to me Move closer to the fire Just come to me No, no, no Won't you come to me I will set you free No, no, no Mercy please, I'm on my knees You're my temptation Measure my faith, the devil's awake He knows you're my temptation Mercy please, I'm on my knees You're my temptation Go away in Heaven's name You're my temptation Go away, just go away My dark sensation |
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from Alice Cooper - Special Forces (1981)
I fearlessly walk into battle
With a shine on my boots and my teeth Never flinch, never blink, never rattle My blood is like ice underneath Oh, I'm the reincarnation of Patton And I've got Hannibal's heart in my chest God told me I would have rivalled Alexander the Great at his best (You're a movie) Quite (You're a movie) Yes (The exception) That's right (You're the final kind) (You're a movie) More of an epic (Please include me, send us to the line) Mm, that's right Very good Bullets repel off my medals And my men are in awe when I speak All chaos my strategy settles My mere presence gives strength to the weak For me it seems really alarming I'm really just only a man With five million sheep in this army I seem to be the only one fit to command (You're a movie) I'm quite aware (You're a movie) Yeah (The exception) Oh, you've noticed (You're the final kind) (You're a movie) Hey, very true (Please include me, send us to the line) Mm, if you're lucky I must go now and save the world Move aside mere drop of water, let the ocean pass (You're a movie) Quite right (You're a movie) (The exception) (You're the final kind) (You're a movie) (Please include me) Mm hmm (Please include me) (Please include me) Possibly (Send us to the lines) Good man (Send us to the lines) I'll be at the front, please (Front of the lines) Oh, alright Follow me Another day, another victory Another Gold, stripe, another star Really quite boring sometimes I wish they'd send someone equal to my strategies What a guy I'm really quite a guy |
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from Alice Cooper - Special Forces (1981)
You want money - mm
You want lots of love - ah Want a Ferrari - zoom Oh, don't you get enough - ah, too bad Hmm, I can get it You want it, you got it You want it, you got it Mmm ... OK ... Alright - anything can be arranged You want it, you got it You want it, you got it (You want it) If you want it, if you want it, if you want it (You got it) Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it (You want it) If you want it, if you want it, if you want it (You got it) Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it (You want it) If you want it, if you want it, if you want it (You got it) Then you g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-got it You got it You want Chateaubriand for breakfast every day - OK You want some Spanish lover to lay in bed all day - Ole ... ooh, mm Alright (You want it) Yeah you want it (You got it) Ooh, you got it (You want it, you got it) (You want it, you got it) (You want it) If you want it, if you want it, if you want it (You got it) Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it (You want it) If you want it, if you want it, if you want it (You got it) Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it (You want it) If you want it, if you want it, if you want it want it (You got it) Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it got it (You want it) If you want it, if you want it, if you want it want it (You got it) Then you got it, then you g-g-g-g-g-g-got it (You want it) If you want it, if you w-w-w-w-w-w-want it (You got it) Then you got it, then you g-g-g-g-g-g-got it (You want it) If you want it, if you want it, if you want it (You got it) Then you got it, then you got it, then you got it |
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from Alice Cooper - Dirty Diamonds (2005)
You're the star
You're the face You got the look that I can't erase You look the world right in the eye Stare 'em down baby, make 'em cry Well I know it don't make much sense I'm in love with your innocence What you got what I need You took my breath Now let me breathe What you got what I need I follow where you lead You make me wanna Woo-hoo-hoo Yeah, you know you make me wanna Woo-hoo-hoo Oh, you make me wanna Woo-hoo-hoo Yeah, I think I gotta Woo-hoo-hoo You're the bomb I'm the fuse Light me up and turn me loose You shake me up when you walk by My heart is beatin' and my mouth is dry Well I know it don't make much sense But I'm in love with your innocence What you got what I need You took my breath Now let me breathe What you got what I need I follow where you lead You make me wanna Woo-hoo-hoo You know you make me wanna Woo-hoo-hoo Oh, you make me wanna Woo-hoo-hoo Yeah, I think I gotta Woo-hoo-hoo Woo-hoo-hoo Woo-hoo-hoo Woo-hoo-hoo Woo-hoo-hoo What you got what I need You took my breath Now let me breathe What you got what I need I follow where you lead You make me wanna Woo-hoo-hoo You know you make me wanna Woo-hoo-hoo Oh, you make me wanna Woo-hoo-hoo What you got Woo-hoo-hoo Oh, I got to Woo-hoo-hoo What you got yeah yeah yeah woo-hoo-hoo What you got What you got Woo-hoo-hoo Woo-hoo-hoo Woo-hoo-hoo |
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from Alice Cooper - Special Forces (1981)
Yeah yeah
Yeah I've seen cool, I've seen cold I've seen the women up front, way down below Ladies of the evening screaming, some were like vipers I've seen 'em dressed real tight, act real loose I've seen 'em strutting good stuff, I've seen 'em all used With thousand dollar faces and worth every penny they spend there But you look good in rags With dirt in your hair Yeah you look good in rags babe Oh, I don't care (Ah, you look good) Yes you look good in rags With bones in your hair Ah, you look good in anything Ooh, I don't care Now I've seen class, I've seen tack I've seen 'em walking down the street with smoke in their stacks And pouring into limos, they wake up in millionaires' bedrooms I've seen their hair cut short, black and sleek Tied in 20 thousand knots so ultra neat Swearing by the Harper's Bazaar, like it equalled the Bible But you look good in rags With dirt in your hair Yeah you look good in rags babe Aw, I don't care Yeah Yeah, you look good Oh you look good in rags With dirt in your hair Ah yeah, you look good in anything Forget about Vogue or them hundred dollar jeans, You make a 2 dollar T-shirt obscene. Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag Rag |
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from Alice Cooper - Killer (2001)
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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from Alice Cooper - Trilogy/ Three Classic Album (2005)
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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from Alice Cooper - Lace And Whiskey (1977)
When I get home from work
Wanna wrap myself around you I wanna take you and sqeeze you Till the passion starts to rise I wanna take you to heaven That would make my day complet, but You and me ain't no movie stars What we are is what we are We share a bed, lovin' and TV That's enough for a workin' man What I am is what I am And I tell you, babe Oh that's enough for me Sometimes when you're asleep And I'm just starin' at the ceilin' I'm gonna reach out to touch you But you just go on dreamin' If I could take you to Heaven That would make day complete, 'cause You and me ain't no movie stars What we are is what we are We share a bed, some lovin' and TV, yeah That's enough for a workin' man What I am is what I am I tell you, sweetheart That's just enough for me You and me ain't no superstars What we are is what we are We share bed, some popcorn and TV, yeah But that's enough for a workin' man What I am is what I am And I'll tell you babe You're just enough for me When I get home from work I wanna wrap myself around you I'd like to hold you, sqeeze you Till the passion starts to rise I wanna take you Heaven That would make my day complete, but You and me ain't no movie stars What we are is what we are We share bed, lovin' and TV That's enough for a workin' man What I am, well, that's what I am I'll tell you, baby That's just enough for me |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
When I get home from work
wanna wrap myself around you I wanna take you and squeeze you till the passion starts to rise I wanna take you to heaven that would make my day complete, but You and me ain’t no movie stars What we are is what we are We share a bed, loving and TV That’s enough for a working man What I am is what I am And I tell you babe oh that’s enough for me Sometimes when you’re asleep And I’m just staring at the ceiling I’m gonna reach out to touch you But you just go on dreaming If I could take you to heaven that would make my day complete, cause You and me ain’t no movie stars What we are is what we are We share a bed, some loving and TV That’s enough for a working man What I am is what I am And I tell you, sweetheart that’s just enough for me 간주 You and me ain’t no superstars What we are is what we are We share bed, some popcorn and TV But that’s enough for a working man What I am is what I am And I’ll tell you babe You’re just enough for me When I get home from work wanna wrap myself around you I wanna take you and squeeze you till the passion starts to rise I wanna take you to heaven that would make my day complete, but You and me ain’t no movie stars What we are is what we are We share a bed, loving and TV That’s enough for a working man What I am, well that’s what I am And I tell you babe that’s enough for me |
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from Alice Cooper - Welcome To My Nightmare (1987)
Here I go again
Up and down alone All my friends went home Years ago All my toys are broken and So am I inside mom The carnival has closed Years ago I'm a little boy No, I'm a great big man No, let's be a little boy For a little while longer Maybe an hour? No Steven We have to go back now Isn't that our mom calling? "Steven come home!" |
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from Alice Cooper - Killer (2001)
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 savior 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 savior 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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from Alice Cooper - Trilogy/ Three Classic Album (2005)
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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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
Aw, When you touch there, honey
Makes my blood perspire You got my body flaming Like a California fire Pulsing, pounding, pushing No longer in control Heatwave in my brain Smolder in my soul You got me workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat I've been playing all night long Time I was gettin' home But I've got no place to get Spontaneous combustion Scientific fact But your approach to friction An unnatural act Bells I hear ain't fire drills I hope you understand It's a bona fide five alarmer Melting in my hand You got me workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat I've been playing all night long Time I was gettin' home But I've got no place to get Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Yeah, yeah I've been playing all night long 'Bout time I was gettin' home But I've, ooh Dante's famed inferno Was a trip to hell and back But you and a bottle in a cheap hotel Screams pyromaniac Bandages came off today Really feeling sick The hardest part's explainin' All those blisters on my - nose! Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat I've been playing all night long Time I was gettin' home But I've got no place to get Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat I've been playing all night long 'Bout time I was gettin' home But I've, ooh Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat |
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from Alice Cooper - Muscle Of Love (2007)
Aw, When you touch there, honey
Makes my blood perspire You got my body flaming Like a California fire Pulsing, pounding, pushing No longer in control Heatwave in my brain Smolder in my soul You got me workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat I've been playing all night long Time I was gettin' home But I've got no place to get Spontaneous combustion Scientific fact But your approach to friction An unnatural act Bells I hear ain't fire drills I hope you understand It's a bona fide five alarmer Melting in my hand You got me workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat I've been playing all night long Time I was gettin' home But I've got no place to get Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Yeah, yeah I've been playing all night long 'Bout time I was gettin' home But I've, ooh Dante's famed inferno Was a trip to hell and back But you and a bottle in a cheap hotel Screams pyromaniac Bandages came off today Really feeling sick The hardest part's explainin' All those blisters on my - nose! Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat I've been playing all night long Time I was gettin' home But I've got no place to get Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat I've been playing all night long 'Bout time I was gettin' home But I've, ooh Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat Workin' up a sweat |
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from Alice Cooper - Dirty Diamonds (2005)
I'm a shock-rock romeo
I like to leave 'em shattered Oh, I can love 'em and leave 'em It doesn't really matter I never met my match Until I met that lady She hooked me She cooked me She practically filleted me Some girls try and get you in bed Some girls are like a kick in the head Some girls make you wish you were dead Some girls make you blue when you should be seeing red She's a woman Some kind of woman I got a woman A woman of mass distraction The first time I saw her She said she wants to date me The next time I come back she tried to castrate me Some girls try and get you in bed Some girls are like a kick in the head Some girls make you wish you were dead Some girls make you blue when you should be seeing red She's a woman Some kind of woman I got a woman A woman of mass distraction She's a woman Some kind of woman I got a woman She's a woman She's a woman Some kind of woman She's a woman Some kind of woman |
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from Alice Cooper - Muscle Of Love (2007)
She'll do your work in half the time
Never sick and can't go blind Oh, woman machine Brains of tape that fill her head She knows more now than all the dead Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Heart of steel and skin that's cold Can't wear her out, she can't grow old Oh, woman machine She goes to bed when her work is through She'll do it all, just change the tubes Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine-ine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman She can't talk back With no playback But she'll listen To all your woe Trade your old one For a new one They just don't make 'em like they used to No! Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine Oh, woman machine ...exceeds one million when the stop button is pressed, the... has results PCR621, into the drayer reading pool to hold the relay on for one quarter second after the Q603 deenergizes. Therefore, the time delay occurs only when the stop button is pressed, during the record nine. The sole function of the capacitor c620 is to maintain charge in... |
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from Alice Cooper - From The Inside (2007)
She looked so sleek and sassy
Rolling down Rodeo Drive She got her daddy's black Corniche And her tennis pro by her side And she wants her mother's lover To exercise her skill And if she don't score him fast She knows that her brother will Oh I wish I were born in Beverly Hills I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills I want to live it up get my kicks and thrills Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills She says that she's an actress Just never got a part Now she's a teenage mess With a burned out Gucci heart She cracked one day at Cartier When things came to a head They put her trinkets away And wrapped her up instead Oh I wish I were born in Beverly Hills I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills I want to live it up get my kicks and thrills Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills She bit like a dog and she screamed like hell "You ain't taking me to no padded cell You better take all your hands off my high priced tail" Oh I wish I were born in Beverly Hills I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills I want to live it up get my kicks and thrills Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills |
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from Alice Cooper - Hey Stoopid (2003)
Voices come from down the hall
In my room all painted white I have my bat and rubber ball I like to sleep with them at night But now I'm all smiles The good little shots must be winning Yes, they crank my dial My motor is stalled but my wheels are still spinning Daddy won't discuss me What a state I must be Mommy couldn't stand living with a wind-up toy All my friends live on the floor Tiny legs and tiny eyes They're free to crawl under the door And, and someday soon so will I But now I'm all smiles These good little shots must be working I'm so happy now Look, my fingers don't shake and my head isn't jerking Daddy won't discuss me What a pain I must be Mommy couldn't stand having such a wound-up boy Doctors want to check me Poke me and dissect me What do they expect? Feelings from a wound-up toy? I don't think so I'm just a wound-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm lost in a nightmare Shiny white halls Drawing rats on the wall Solitary confinement Chained in a cell Got my own private hell Preacher crucifies me Warden wants to fry me I was never young Never just a little boy Daddy won't discuss me What a pain I must be Mama couldn't stand having such a wound-up boy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy I'm just a wind-up toy "They come here everynight. I see them. Don't you see them? Hmm, that's odd, isn't it? I'm so tired, I'm winding down. You'll have to go now, it's bedtime!" "Steven..." |
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from Alice Cooper - Trash (1989)
You come on strong with a great big smile But your teeth are as sharp as a crocodile You promised me the moon and the stars and the sun But you never did nothin' for anyone Can't look me in the face or straight in the eye I'd buy the movie rights to your alibi I wonder how low you will go I wonder how high your head will blow You're a psychopathic liar Your soul is on fire You're bluffin' with nuthin' While the stakes are gettin' higher Why trust you You never made a dream come true Why trust you Give me one good reason One good reason why Well, you come to me all teary-eyed With your big tall tail way up in the sky Begging on your knees for another chance But everybody knows that's a song and a dance, yeah There used to be a time when you were the best You had the fastest tongue in the west You gave a look and a line like nobody else You'd try to sell the bible to the devil, himself You sadistic little liar You're walkin' on the wire You're bluffin' up with nothin' And the bills are gettin' higher Why trust you You never made a dream come true Why trust you Give me one good reason One good reason why Trust you The noose is getting tighter Your face is turning whiter You can stuff it up your muffin And go stick it in the fire Why trust you You never made a dream come true Why trust you, Give me one good reason, one good reason Why trust you, You never made a dream come true Why trust you, Give me one good reason, one good reason Why trust you, why trust you Why trust you, why trust you Why trust you |
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from Alice Cooper - Special Forces (1981)
Who do you think we are
I'm machinery With a semi-automatic heart I'm unclassified I terminate, I tear apart I'm always there when you think I'm not I'm razor sharp and I'm white and hot My finger squeezes out the final shot Say "Goodbye" No integrity No conscience, I'm just sold and bought I'm insanity I'm a camouflag-ed work of art I've done some things I really can't describe I've made some mouths open pretty wide And I am licensed - trained and bona fide Say "Goodbye" Who do you think we are Special forces in an armored car Who do you think we are We don't care, we don't care I'm carnivorous Can't count the flesh that I've been through Never sick of this I'm red and white and black and blue I'm always there when you think I'm not I'm razor sharp and I'm white and hot My finger squeezes out the final shot Say "Goodbye" Who do you think we are Special forces in an armored car Who do you think we are We don't care, we don't care |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
Who do you think we are
I'm machinery With a semi-automatic heart I'm unclassified I terminate, I tear apart I'm always there when you think I'm not I'm razor sharp and I'm white and hot My finger squeezes out the final shot Say "Goodbye" No integrity No conscience, I'm just sold and bought I'm insanity I'm a camouflag-ed work of art I've done some things I really can't describe I've made some mouths open pretty wide And I am licensed - trained and bona fide Say "Goodbye" Who do you think we are Special forces in an armored car Who do you think we are We don't care, we don't care I'm carnivorous Can't count the flesh that I've been through Never sick of this I'm red and white and black and blue I'm always there when you think I'm not I'm razor sharp and I'm white and hot My finger squeezes out the final shot Say "Goodbye" Who do you think we are Special forces in an armored car Who do you think we are We don't care, we don't care |
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from Alice Cooper - Welcome To My Nightmare (1987)
Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel like you belong A nocturnal vacation Unnecessary sedation You want to feel at home 'cause you belong Welcome to my nightmare Welcome to my breakdown I hope I didn't scare you That's just the way we are when we come down We sweat and laugh and scream here 'cuz life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my breakdown Whoa You're welcome to my nightmare Yeah Welcome to my nightmare I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel that you belong We sweat laugh and scream here 'cuz life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my nightmare Welcome to my breakdown Yeah |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel like you belong A nocturnal vacation Unnecessary sedation You wanna feel at home cause you belong Welcome to my nightmare, whoa Welcome to my breakdown I hope I didn't scare you That's just the way we are when we come down We sweat and laugh and scream here Cause life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my breakdown, whoa You're welcome to my nightmare, yeah Welcome to my nightmare I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel you belong We sweat and laugh and scream here Cause life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my nightmare, whoo Welcome to my breakdown |
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from Alice Cooper - A Fistful Of Alice (2000)
Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel like you belong A nocturnal vacation Unnecessary sedation You want to feel at home 'cause you belong Welcome to my nightmare Welcome to my breakdown I hope I didn't scare you That's just the way we are when we come down We sweat and laugh and scream here 'cuz life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my breakdown Whoa You're welcome to my nightmare Yeah Welcome to my nightmare I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel that you belong We sweat laugh and scream here 'cuz life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my nightmare Welcome to my breakdown Yeah |
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from Alice Cooper - A Fistful Of Alice (2000)
Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel like you belong A nocturnal vacation Unnecessary sedation You wanna feel at home cause you belong Welcome to my nightmare, whoa Welcome to my breakdown I hope I didn't scare you That's just the way we are when we come down We sweat and laugh and scream here Cause life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my breakdown, whoa You're welcome to my nightmare, yeah Welcome to my nightmare I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel you belong We sweat and laugh and scream here Cause life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my nightmare, whoo Welcome to my breakdown |
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from Alice Cooper - A Fistful Of Alice (2000)
Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel like you belong A nocturnal vacation Unnecessary sedation You wanna feel at home cause you belong Welcome to my nightmare, whoa Welcome to my breakdown I hope I didn't scare you That's just the way we are when we come down We sweat and laugh and scream here Cause life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my breakdown, whoa You're welcome to my nightmare, yeah Welcome to my nightmare I think you're gonna like it I think you're gonna feel you belong We sweat and laugh and scream here Cause life is just a dream here You know inside you feel right at home here Welcome to my nightmare, whoo Welcome to my breakdown |
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from Alice Cooper - Special Forces (1981)
You feel the knife stuck in your back
You feel it twist and you hear it crack Can't make a sound for the sudden pain You wish your blood were Novocaine You see the smoke and you feel the flak You're burning up and you're turning black They say you fell and you hit your head Your other bun is Whitenbread Vicious rumours, paranoic fears Sonic boomers ringing in your ears All of this is getting normal now You'll never go back to your farming plough Vicious rumours You're right at home back at William's flat You heard a sound you turned and shot your cat Your hands are shaking, everybody sees And there's a rhythm drumming in your knees You return into a foreign night Inside you know something is just not right Sometimes you duck when you see your pet Canary turned into a Sabre jet Shocked consumer - you're just an average guy Swelling tumor pushing on your eye And now you know why all the headaches come And why you're getting progressively numb Vicious rumours I've been denied, debriefed, detuned Sometimes I howl right at the moon My family treats me gradually They know my volatility Vicious rumours, paranoic fears Sonic boomers ringing in your ears And now I know why all the headaches come And why you're getting progressively numb Vicious rumours (Vicious rumours) (Vicious rumours) (Vicious rumours) (Vicious rumours) (Vicious rumours) (Vicious rumours) (Vicious rumours) (Vicious rumours) Who do you think we are Who do you think we are Who do you think we are Who do you think we are Who do you think we are We don't care We don't care |
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from Alice Cooper - The Last Temptation (1994)
From the start of life
To my dying day In the dark of night And the burning light of day It's a bloody fight But I can't walk away I'm prime for the front line Unholy war, unholy war I'll try, I'll fight until I die Unholy war, unholy war I see, I know, you'll always be Unholy You see my burning fuse From a mile away I took your cruel abuse Lord took away my shame I learned to bite the hand That used to pull my chain We'll fight, cause we ain't on the same side We're in an unholy war, unholy war I'll try, yeah I'll fight until I die Unholy When I'm all alone - Unholy With your thoughts of pain - Unholy I can break on through - Unholy With just an ounce of faith - Unholy You're shaking in your boots Because it's Judgement Day I'll get my just rewards And you'll have your hell to pay There's no time to throw out the lifeline Unholy war, unholy war I'll try, I'll fight until I die Unholy war, unholy war I see, I know, you'll always be Unholy |
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from Alice Cooper - Trilogy/ Three Classic Album (2005)
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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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
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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from Alice Cooper - A Fistful Of Alice (2000)
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 under my wheels Why don't you let me be 'Cause when you call me on the telephone Saying take me to the show And then I say, honey, I just can't go Old lady's sick and I can't leave her home The telephone is ringing You 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 Yeah yeah I got you under my wheels Yeah yeah I 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 you that couldn't see, yeah yeah But you was under my wheels, honey Why don't you let me be, yeah yeah I got you under my wheels I got you under my wheels I got you under my wheels Yeah yeah etc. |
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from Alice Cooper - Killer (2001)
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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from Alice Cooper - Trilogy/ Three Classic Album (2005)
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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from Alice Cooper - Lace And Whiskey (1977)
Well, I rocked over Italy and I rocked over Spain.
I rocked in Memphis; it was all the same Til I rocked to Africa. I rolled off the ship. I seem them natives doin' an odd looking skip. I parted the weeds and I looked over the swamp, and I seen them cats doin' the Ubangi Stomp. Ubangi Stomp is a rock and roll. It beats anything that's ever been told. Ubangi Stomp, Ubangi style; when it kicks, it drives a cool cat wild. Well I looked up the chief; he invited me in. He said, "A heap big jam session's 'bout to begin." I grabbed up a tom and I picked up the beat. That crazy thing sent shivers to my feet. I rocked and I rolled and I skipped with a smile. I did the Ubangi Stomp with a Ubangi style. Well, we rocked all night and part of the day. Had a good, rock-in' time with the chief's daughter Mae. I'm makin' good time and I'm gettin' in the know when the captain said, "Son, we've gotta go." I said, "That's all right. You go right ahead. I'm gonna Ubangi Stomp til I roll over dead." Ubangi Stomp is a rock and roll. It beats anything that's ever been told. Ubangi Stomp, Ubangi style; when it kicks, it drives a cool cat wild. Ubangi Stomp, thank you. |
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from Alice Cooper - Dragontown (2003)
I ain't got a name
I don't got a face No fingerprints Or D.N.A I ain't got no eyes I don't got a tongue But I know what's going on I'm deaf and dumb I'm pure non-entity Don't even look for me I watch you when you sleep I am the triggerman I am the underhand I'll keep you on your knees I am the brain police I am the triggerman I am the underhand I'm full of dirty tricks I'm twice as smart And certainly twice as sick I'm always out of sight A shadow in the mist I don't need an alibi Cuz I don’t exist I'm pure non-entity Don't even look for me I watch you when you sleep I am the triggerman I am the underhand I'll keep you on your knees I am the brain police I am the triggerman I am the underhand I'm full of dirty tricks I'm twice as smart And certainly twice as sick He's sick, he's sick, he's really, really sick He's sick, he's sick, he's really, really sick He's really, really sick, he's sick, he's sick He's really, really sick I'm pure non-entity Don't even look for me I watch you when you sleep I am the triggerman I am the underhand I'll keep you on your knees I am the brain police I am the triggerman I am the underhand I'm full of dirty tricks I'm twice as smart And certainly twice as sick He's sick, he's sick, he's really, really sick He's sick, he's sick, he's really, really sick He's sick, he's sick, he's really, really sick He's sick, he's really, really sick He's sick! |
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from Alice Cooper - Constrictor (2002)
Tie you up baby, really tight
In a lover's knot I'm in the mood for my leather boots With the leopard spots Take you down to my side of town Where I learned to love Strap you down, honey Pet you nice with my velvet glove You dial my number So let me take the lead I'm the man, understand With the smooth slight of hand And all the magic you need T-t-t-t-t trick bag, sit back and just enjoy the show Burn you with desire Trick bag, come on and let your body go Gonna lay it on thick So the memory'll stick Chew me up with your perfect mouth Don't you spit me out Teach you good, Little Miss Hollywood What it's all about You call me up baby, in the middle of the night You say you're sweating red And you're dripping on the bed T-tripping in the moonlight T-t-t-t-t trick bag, sit back and just enjoy the show Burn you with desire Trick bag, come on and let your body go Gonna lay it on thick So the memory'll stick |
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from Alice Cooper - Trash (1989)
It ain't the way you crawl across the cathouse floor It ain't the way you curse me when you slam the bedroom door It ain't the way you sweat me for a handful of easy cash It's just the way you love me when you turn to trash Trash, yeah It's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh those eyes It ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you drive Aw, you can walk the streets with all your uptown flash, such flash But when you hit the sheets, you just turn to trash, oh You're such trash I love the way you look You're such a high class tramp It's not the way you touch me when you Whoo, yeah You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream And you're ripe at last But when you hit the sheets You just turn to trash Trash, yeah it's trash Come on, mama Help me climb on board, ow I love the way you look You're such a high class tramp I like a tramp It's not the way you touch me when you Whoo Make me understand Oh, yeah You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream And you're finally ripe at last But when you hit the sheets You just turn to trash, ow Yeah, you're mighty cool, now, you're mighty wild Come on down here with that Penthouse smile Trash Dirty baby And you went down as low as you can get You've been driven hard and put away wet Yeah Trash Aw, what ya want, what ya want, what ya want, we got it Aw, what ya want, what ya want, what ya want, we got it Hey, baby, what's your name? I'm street trash Uh-huh? Street Trash How low can you go? Low If my love was like a lollypop, would you lick it? Hahaha I love when I get to the chewy center Hahaha |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
It ain't the way you crawl across the Cathouse floor
It ain't the way you curse me when you slam the bedroom door It aint the way you sweat me for a handful of easy cash It's just the way you love me when you turn to trash Trash It's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh those eyes It ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you drive You can walk the streets with all your uptown flash, such flash But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash You're such trash I love the way you look You're such a high class tramp It's not the way you touch me when you... ooh yeah You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream And you're ripe at last But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash Trash I love the way you look You're such a high class tramp - oh like a tramp It's not the way you touch me when you... ooh Make me understand - oh yeah You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream And you're finally ripe at last But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash You know you're mighty cool You know you're mighty wild Come on down here with that Penthouse smile Trash - dirty baby. Maybe you went down low as you can get Been dripping hard and put away wet - yeah Trash. What you want, What you want, What you want, and got it. What you want, What you want, What you want, and got it. Hey baby what's your name? Ah she's trash - uh ah - street trash How low can you go? Low! My love is like a lollypop Would you lick it? All the way to the chewy center Oh yeah. Trash Trash |
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from Alice Cooper - Live At The Whisky 1969 (1996)
Today Mueller
Let it happen Happy slappin', tappin' paddy-oh She'd like to give her life away Like to stay another day Try it out another way Arh, today, today, today, today mueller Give your notice of your leaving Arh, today, today, today, today mueller Don't tell them you can't go with me This will always be Red rover, red rover Pass under, pass over, pass through And over, and over the White Cliffs of Dover with you Today mueller Make it happen |
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from Alice Cooper - Pretties For You (2008)
Today Mueller
Let it happen Happy slappin', tappin' paddy-oh She'd like to give her life away Like to stay another day Try it out another way Arh, today, today, today, today mueller Give your notice of your leaving Arh, today, today, today, today mueller Don't tell them you can't go with me This will always be Red rover, red rover Pass under, pass over, pass through And over, and over the White Cliffs of Dover with you Today mueller Make it happen |
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from Alice Cooper - Constrictor (2002)
Sukie honey, we're gonna turn back the clock
To a time when we danced to volcanic rock We loved to hunt and kill That's how we used to be We drank the blood we spilled And growled at our enemies Where were you when the monkey hit the fan Thrill my gorilla Where were you when monkey turned to man Thrill my gorilla Sukie honey, weren't you right there with me I seem to remember chasing you from tree to tree Those prehistoric nights are coming back to me We must have been the first To go down in history Where were you when the monkey hit the fan Thrill my gorilla Where were you when monkey turned to man Thrill my gorilla We lay on our skins, original sins Ah, ah, ah, ah yeah We touch, we feel We scream, we squeal Thrill my gorilla Thrill my gorilla Where were you when the monkey hit the fan Thrill my gorilla Where were you when monkey turned to man Thrill my gorilla |
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from Alice Cooper - Trash (1989)
I used to be so in control But reality is losing its hold Now I don't know where to begin Just look at the state that I'm in My mind is in total decay I'm coming to take you away There's nothing more that I can do This maniac's in love with you Your biggest fear has just come true This maniac's in love with you This maniac's in love with you This maniac, this maniac My heart has been strapped in a straight jacket love The therapy boys say it fits like a glove I'm crossing the line in my brain The line between pleasure and pain It takes all I've got to survive This madness will eat me alive There's nothing more that I can do This maniac's in love with you Your biggest fear has just come true This maniac's in love with you There's nothing more that I can do This maniac's in love with you I'm all locked up inside of you This maniac, this maniac I just don't know where to begin Just look at the state that I'm in My mind is total decay I'm coming to take you away There's nothing more that you can do This maniac's in love with you Your biggest fear has just come true This maniac's in love with you There's nothing more that you can do This maniac's in love with you Your biggest fear has just come true This maniac, this maniac This maniac's in love with you This maniac's in love with you This maniac, this maniac |
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from Alice Cooper - Constrictor (2002)
Hey you!
Fighting for your life where you've never fought before Hey you! Running from the scene and nailing down your door Oh yeah! Back 'em off, brother Oh yeah! Terminate the mother now You know you gotta get hard The world needs guts The world needs power Show me some blood Show me some cuts Show me some scars The world needs guts The world needs us Hey you! Crying 'cause your best friend's splattered against the wall Hey you! Some maniac butcher's tryin' to hack away your balls Oh yeah! Back 'em off, brother Oh yeah! Terminate the mother now You know you gotta get hard The world needs guts The world needs power Show me some blood Show me some cuts Show me some scars The world needs guts The world needs us Hey, hey, what's in your eyes? I think I'm getting through Say, say that you despise the things they did to you Pray, pray some day their throats are in your hands Take them, shake them 'til they understand The world needs guts The world needs power Show me some blood Show me some cuts Show me some scars The world needs guts The world needs us Hey you! You gonna let some scumbag stab you in the back Hey you! Turn around kicking and rearrange your sack Oh yeah! Back 'em off, brother Oh yeah! Terminate the mother now You know you gotta get hard The world needs guts The world needs power Show me some blood Show me some cuts Show me some scars The world needs guts The world needs us |
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from Alice Cooper - Dragontown (2003)
I'm not a Buddha boy
I'm not a Muslim man I'm not a Christian or a Jew I'm not a Mormon freak I'm not a Catholic geek And I'm nothing at all like you My mind, my heart, my soul is calm While I sit here soldering my c-2 bomb Got some wires crossed In my twisted head Connect the green wire here or was it red? Cause it's my fate I operate on hate (Hate,hate,hate,hate,hate) I go by many other names But now I am the sentinel I want the world to know I'm sending you all to hell I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow There's something disturbing Going on in my turban I'm home, home on the range I feel my meditation so deep within While my medication's kicking in Cause it's my fate I operate on hate (Hate,hate,hate,hate,hate) I go by many other names But now I am the sentinel I want the world to know I'm sending you all to hell I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow I am the sentinel I want the world to know I'm sending you all to hell I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow |
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from Alice Cooper - Dirty Diamonds (2005)
I'm in jail in a Texas town
In my sister's wedding gown I drive a truck all night long Listening to Judy Garland songs Now I'm locked behind bars of steel I was just looking for a happy meal I park my rig and I went inside They've never seen such a pretty bride Jesse Jane, are you insane? Or are you just a normal guy Who dresses like a butterfly Jesse Jane I paid my bill and I turned around Facing every red neck in that one horse town His face was red. His fist was clenched He threw his coke and he got me drenched Jesse Jane, are you insane? Or are you just an average Joe Looking for a fashion show Jesse Jane Well, I guess that was the final straw I pulled a pistol from my Wonderbra I killed him dead. I killed 'em all And they finally caugh me in the bathroom stall And now I'm doing ten to life But I'll tell you one thing, Bubba Someday I'm gonna make someone in here A hell of a wife Jesse Jane, are you insane? Or are you just a average guy Who dresses like a butterfly Jesse Jane Jesse Jane, are you insane? Or are you just a Peter Pan Looking for his Neverland Jesse Jane |
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from Alice Cooper - From The Inside (2007)
The California air
Your nightgown on the stairs I remember every night Scenes from home in the Quiet Room How long have I been gone Did winter kill the lawn And all those polaroids you sent Are on the wall in the Quiet Room They've got this place Where they've been keeping me Where I can't hurt myself I can't get my wrists to bleed Just don't know why Suicide appeals to me The Quiet Room Is sterilized and white It's like a tomb With just a moth stained naked night Plastic forks and spoon No laces in my shoes They all know what I tried to do Outside the Quiet Room This quiet place It ain't so new to me It's haunted atmosphere Has heard so many scream My home from home My twilight zone My strangest dream My confidant I have confessed my life The Quiet Room Knows more about me than my wife They've got this place Where they've been keeping me Where I can't hurt myself I just can't I just can't get these damn wrists to bleed A mattress on the floor No handles on the door I really need nothing here I'm alone |
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from Alice Cooper - Welcome To My Nightmare (1987)
These words he speaks are true
We're all humanary stew If we don't pledge allegiance to The black widow The horror that he'll bring The horror of his sting The unholiest of kings The black widow Our minds will be his toy And every girl and boy Will learn to be employed The black widow Love me Yes, we love me Love him Yes, we love him Love me Yes, we love him Ahhh... He sits upon his throne And he picks at all the bones Of his husbands and his wives He's devoured And he stares with a gleam With a laugh so obscene At the virgins and the children He's deflowered Love me Yes, we love me Love him Yes, we love him Love me Yes, we love him Ahhh... Our thoughts are hot and crazed Our brains are webbed in haze A mindless senseless daze The black widow These things he says are true We're all humanary stew If we don't pledge allegiance to The black widow The black widow |
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from Alice Cooper - Welcome To My Nightmare (1987)
I wake up in the basement
I'm so hungry I'm dry I must be here sleepwalking Mustn't I? Getting up from my easy chair looking for my wife Following a trail of crimson Spots that lead into the night Suddenly I realize I see it all through real eyes These crimson spots are dripping from my hand And ooh it makes me feel like a man |
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from Alice Cooper - A Fistful Of Alice (2000)
What a drag it is
These gold lame' jeans Is this the coolest way To get though your teens Well, I cut my hair weird I read that it was in I looked like a rooster That was drowned and raised again What are you a-gonna do Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away-ay I'm gonna leave today-ay I ran into my room And I fell down on my knees Well, I thought that fifteen Was gonna be a breeze I picked up my guitar To blast way the clouds But somebody in the next room yelled "You gotta turn that damn thing down" What are you gonna do Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away-ay I'm gonna cry all day-ay And I know trouble is brewing out there But I can hardly care They fight all night about his private secretary Lipstick stain, blonde hair, oh,oh, oh What are you gonna do Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away-ay I'm gonna leave today But even I don't know What I'm gonna do Don't know what I'm gonna do No! What are you a-gonna do Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away I'm gonna leave today What are you a-gonna do I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away Well, I'd rather cry all day What are you gonna do What are you Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do Gonna do Gonna do (Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice) What are you gonna do [Background singer ad lib] Gonna do Gonna do What are you gonna do What are you Gonna do |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
What a drag it is, these gold lame' jeans
Is this the coolest way to get though your teens? Well, I cut my hair weird, I read that it was in I looked like a rooster that was drowned and raised again What are you a-gonna do? I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? I'm gonna live today I ran into my room and I fell down on my knees Well, I thought that fifteen was gonna be a breeze I picked up my guitar to blast way the clouds But somebody in the next room yelled You gotta turn that damn thing down What are you gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? Well, I'm gonna cry all day And I know trouble is brewing out there But I can hardly care They fight all night about his private secretary Lipstick stain, blonde hair What are you gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away? I'm gonna live today But even, I don't know what I'm gonna do Don't know what I'm gonna do, no What are you a-gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away? Well, I'm gonna live today What are you a-gonna do? I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? Well, I'd rather cry all day What are you gonna do? Gonna do? Gonna do? Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice? What are you gonna do? Gonna do? Gonna do? |
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from Alice Cooper - A Fistful Of Alice (2000)
What a drag it is, these gold lame' jeans
Is this the coolest way to get though your teens? Well, I cut my hair weird, I read that it was in I looked like a rooster that was drowned and raised again What are you a-gonna do? I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? I'm gonna live today I ran into my room and I fell down on my knees Well, I thought that fifteen was gonna be a breeze I picked up my guitar to blast way the clouds But somebody in the next room yelled You gotta turn that damn thing down What are you gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? Well, I'm gonna cry all day And I know trouble is brewing out there But I can hardly care They fight all night about his private secretary Lipstick stain, blonde hair What are you gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away? I'm gonna live today But even, I don't know what I'm gonna do Don't know what I'm gonna do, no What are you a-gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away? Well, I'm gonna live today What are you a-gonna do? I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? Well, I'd rather cry all day What are you gonna do? Gonna do? Gonna do? Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice? What are you gonna do? Gonna do? Gonna do? |
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from Alice Cooper - A Fistful Of Alice (2000)
What a drag it is, these gold lame' jeans
Is this the coolest way to get though your teens? Well, I cut my hair weird, I read that it was in I looked like a rooster that was drowned and raised again What are you a-gonna do? I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? I'm gonna live today I ran into my room and I fell down on my knees Well, I thought that fifteen was gonna be a breeze I picked up my guitar to blast way the clouds But somebody in the next room yelled You gotta turn that damn thing down What are you gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? Well, I'm gonna cry all day And I know trouble is brewing out there But I can hardly care They fight all night about his private secretary Lipstick stain, blonde hair What are you gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away? I'm gonna live today But even, I don't know what I'm gonna do Don't know what I'm gonna do, no What are you a-gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away? Well, I'm gonna live today What are you a-gonna do? I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? Well, I'd rather cry all day What are you gonna do? Gonna do? Gonna do? Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice? What are you gonna do? Gonna do? Gonna do? |
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from Alice Cooper - Muscle Of Love (2007)
What a drag it is, these gold lame' jeans
Is this the coolest way to get though your teens? Well, I cut my hair weird, I read that it was in I looked like a rooster that was drowned and raised again What are you a-gonna do? I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? I'm gonna live today I ran into my room and I fell down on my knees Well, I thought that fifteen was gonna be a breeze I picked up my guitar to blast way the clouds But somebody in the next room yelled You gotta turn that damn thing down What are you gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? Well, I'm gonna cry all day And I know trouble is brewing out there But I can hardly care They fight all night about his private secretary Lipstick stain, blonde hair What are you gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away? I'm gonna live today But even, I don't know what I'm gonna do Don't know what I'm gonna do, no What are you a-gonna do? Tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you run away? Well, I'm gonna live today What are you a-gonna do? I'll tell you what I'm a-gonna do Why don't you get away? Well, I'd rather cry all day What are you gonna do? Gonna do? Gonna do? Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice? What are you gonna do? Gonna do? Gonna do? |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
I'm the kid on the block
With my head made of rock And I ain't got nobody I'm the state of the art Got a brain a la carte I make the babies cry I ain't one of the crowd I ain't one of the guys They just avoid me They run and they hide Are my colors too bright Are my eyes set too wide I spend my whole life Burning, turning I'm a teenage Frankenstein The local freak with the twisted mind I'm a teenage Frankenstein These ain't my hands And these legs ain't mine Oh no! Got a synthetic face Got some scars and a brace My hands are rough and bloody I walk into the night Women faint at the sight I ain't no cutie-pie I can't walk in the day I must walk in the night Stay in the shadows Stay out of the light Are my shoulders too wide Is my head screwed on tight I spend my whole life Burning, turning I'm a teenage Frankenstein The local freak with the twisted mind I'm a teenage Frankenstein These ain't my hands And these legs ain't mine |
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from Alice Cooper - Constrictor (2002)
I'm the kid on the block
With my head made of rock And I ain't got nobody I'm the state of the art Got a brain a la carte I make the babies cry I ain't one of the crowd I ain't one of the guys They just avoid me They run and they hide Are my colors too bright Are my eyes set too wide I spend my whole life Burning, turning I'm a teenage Frankenstein The local freak with the twisted mind I'm a teenage Frankenstein These ain't my hands And these legs ain't mine Oh no! Got a synthetic face Got some scars and a brace My hands are rough and bloody I walk into the night Women faint at the sight I ain't no cutie-pie I can't walk in the day I must walk in the night Stay in the shadows Stay out of the light Are my shoulders too wide Is my head screwed on tight I spend my whole life Burning, turning I'm a teenage Frankenstein The local freak with the twisted mind I'm a teenage Frankenstein These ain't my hands And these legs ain't mine |
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from Alice Cooper - Flush The Fashion (2007)
I got me a complication
And it's an only child Concern my reputation As something more than wild I know it serves me right But I can't sleep at night I have to hide my face Or go some other place No! I won't cry out for justice Admit that I was wrong Stay in hibernation 'Til the talk subsides and gone My social life's a dud My name is really mud I'm up to here in lies I guess I'm down to size To size I can't seem to talk about The things that bother me Seems to be what everybody has Against me! (ooh! ooh! ooh! yeah!) Now here's my situation And how it really stands I'm out of circulation I've all but washed my hands My social life's a dud My name is really mud I'm up to here in lies I guess I'm down to size To size Talk, talk Talk, talk Talk, talk Talk, talk |
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from Alice Cooper - Zipper Catches Skin (2007)
Let's assume
That he's the groom And he's been waiting To consummate all night And you're the bride You're locked tight Inside the bathroom And you're overcome with freight Now here's the chiller He's the killer You've discovered You're trapped, alone, you're scared We cut to you, we move in close You're catatonic You get a close up there And in this shot Here's what we got He breaks the door down And tears your nightgown lace You see a can, it's aerosol You grab the hair spray And light it in his face There's a very hungry man in the cellar Oh, waiting Or is he in the attic closet Waiting Debbie? I like this game. Debbie? Debbie? Debbie? Debbie? He blindly grabs you Tries to stab you But you're quicker You over act right here You see a cat, a ball of yarn A knitting needle His vision's still not clear He's stumbling 'round Don't make a sound And then he grabs you "Hide and seek, my dear?" He shifts his glance You see your chance You grab the needle and you You plunge it in his ear There's a very hungry man in the cellar Oh, waiting Or is he in the attic closet Waiting There's a very hungry man in the cellar Oh, waiting Or is he in the attic closet Waiting And just like the scene In "Halloween" You think it's all over And you're gazing into space But you got to make sure You hear something, you start to turn And you're standing there frozen Staring him face to face And he looks at you and says "Tag, you're it, Sweetie Bye, Debbie. Debbie, Debbie, Debbie. Goodbye, Debbie..." |
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from Alice Cooper - Dirty Diamonds (2005)
Theyre running in packs on a Saturday night
They got their own bark and they got their own bite Waiting in line I cant wait no more, no Slip right in you get kicked out the back door I dont know If its possible to tame one I dont know If shell follow me home I dont know What it is about her Sunset babies All got rabies Sunset babies All got rabies I got my shots They got a sick sense they know why youre here They can smell the fear through the smoke and the beer Theyre a vicious breed and they just dont care You think youre in but youre going nowhere I dont know If its safe to pet one I dont know If shell go for my throat I dont know What it is about them Sunset babies All got rabies Sunset babies All got rabies |
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from Alice Cooper - Love It To Death (2001)
Sun Arise come every mornin'
Sun Arise come every mornin' Sun Arise come every mornin' Bringin' back the warmth to the ground Sun Arise come every mornin' Sun Arise come every mornin' Sun Arise come every mornin' Bringin' back the warmth to the ground Sun Arise, she come every mornin' Sun Arise, each and every day Sun Arise, she come every mornin' Sun Arise ever-y ever-y ever-y ever-y She drive away the darkness everyday She drive away the darkness everyday She drive away your darkness everyday Bringin' back the warmth to the ground Sun Arise Whoa-oh-oh Sun Arise Whoa-oh-oh Sun Arise Whoa-oh-oh Ever-y ever-y ever-y ever-y |
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from Alice Cooper - The Last Temptation (1994)
I walk the streets alone
On feeble bones I ride My sins are etched in stone I got no place to hide Well, I was unshakable In what I did believe I feel so breakable But have I been deceived You showed me your paradise And your carnival of souls But my heart keeps telling me That ain't the place to go Well, I'm not invincible So I want you to leave Well, I'm so convincible But have I been deceived I take your words and try them on Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy You tell me one size fits us all Yeah, like an old straightjacket Well, tell me why I'm so afraid All my words are spoken All my words are spoken All my words are spoken In a stolen prayer I remember yesterday When things were black and white Never thought I'd get confused On what was wrong and right Well, I'm not unbreakable With armour on my skin Well, it's not unthinkable I could be fooled again I take your words and try them on Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy You tell me one size fits us all Yeah, like an old straightjacket Well, tell me why I'm so afraid All my words are spoken All my words are spoken All my words are spoken In a stolen prayer You steal another minute from my life You cut a little deeper with your knife You steal a little breath from my air And you don't care And even thought I'm chokin' All my words are spoken I take your words and try them on Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy You tell me one size fits us all Yeah, like an old straightjacket Take this world and try it on Man, you're lookin' good boy Stick your neck out on the block So you won't miss nothing Stretch your finger, grab your hair Don't you feel like screaming Feel the blood rush from your veins Now you're a perfect zombie Now I'm on my knees All my words are spoken (x5) In a stolen prayer |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
Stolen Prayer - Alice Cooper
I walk the streets alone On feeble bones I ride My sins are etched in stone I got no place to hide Well, I was unshakable In what I did believe I feel so breakable But have I been deceived You showed me your paradise And your carnival of souls But my heart keeps telling me That ain't the place to go Well, I'm not invincible So I want you to leave Well, I'm so convincible But have I been deceived I take your words and try them on (Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy) You tell me one size fits us all (Yeah, like an old straightjacket) Well, tell me why I'm so afraid (All my words are spoken) (All my words are spoken) All my words are spoken In a stolen prayer I remember yesterday When things were black and white Never thought I'd get confused On what was wrong and right Well, I'm not unbreakable With armour on my skin Well, it's not unthinkable I could be fooled again I take your words and try them on (Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy) You tell me one size fits us all (Yeah, like an old straightjacket) Well, tell me why I'm so afraid (All my words are spoken) (All my words are spoken) All my words are spoken In a stolen prayer ~ You steal another minute from my life You cut a little deeper with your knife You steal a little breath from my air And you don't care And even thought I'm chokin' All my words are spoken I take your words and try them on (Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy) You tell me one size fits us all (Yeah, like an old straightjacket) Take this world and try it on (Man, you're lookin' good boy) Stick your neck out on the block (So you won't miss nothing) Stretch your finger, grab your hair (Don't you feel like screaming) Feel the blood rush from your veins (Now you're a perfect zombie) Now I'm on my knees (All my words are spoken) (All my words are spoken) All my words are spoken All my words are spoken All my words are spoken In a stolen prayer |
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from Alice Cooper - Easy Action (2008)
Who says the earth is crumbling
And no sky is falling through Sometimes, I just.. can't.. die The world should be assembling But not just right out of view Whole days I would like to fry Easy action Got a rocket in your pocket When you're a Jet, you're a Jet all the way From your first cigarette to your last dying day Who says the earth is trembling And there's still no air |
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from Alice Cooper - Welcome To My Nightmare (1987)
I don't want to see you go
I don't even want to be there I will cover up my eyes And pray it goes away You've only lived a minute of your life I must be dreaming, please stop screaming I don't like to hear you cry You just don't know how deep that cuts me So I will cover up my eyes And it will go away You've only lived a minute of your life I must be dreaming, please stop screaming STEVEN! STEVEN! I hear my name! STEVEN! Is someone calling me? I hear my name! STEVEN! That icy breath that whispers screams of pain! I don't want to feel you die But if that's the way that God has planned you I'll put pennies on your eyes And it will go away See? You've only lived a minute of your life I must be dreaming, please stop screaming Steven.... Is someone calling me? No.... Steven.... I think I hear a voice--- it's outside the door! STEVEN! I hear my name! STEVEN! Is someone calling me? I hear my name! STEVEN! WHAT DO YOU WANT? STEVEN! WHAT DO YOU WANT? WHAT DO YOU WANT? WHAT DO YOU WANT? STEVEN! STEVEN! STEVEN! I hear my name.... |
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from Alice Cooper - Dirty Diamonds (2005)
It just ain't fair I was put in that position
Somebody left their keys in the ignition I saw the unlocked door and made my decision I just can't help myself Everybody knows I'm gonna steal that car My reputation shows I'm gonna steal that car I did some time in '99 I'll do some time again Everybody knows I'm gonna steal that car I don't get bored with a Chevy or Ford With a V8 enginee and a 4 on the floor And a naughty Maserati can't be ignored I just can't help myself Everybody knows I'm gonna steal that car My reputation shows I'm gonna steal that car I did some time in '99 I'll do some time again Everybody knows I'm gonna steal that car Everybody knows I'm gonna steal that car My reputation grows I'm gonna steal that car I did some time in '99 I'll do some time again Everybody knows I'm gonna steal that car My reputation shows Steal that car Steal that car Steal that car Steal it, steal it, steal it Steal it, steal it, steal it Steal it, steal it, steal it Car, I want that car. I want that car I want that car |
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from Unity [project] (2004)
Yeah, stand up
What do you believe in Yeah, stands up Come on Just a face in the crowd Feeling lost, down and out Can you hear me now Millions more just like you Afraid to do what they wanna do Am i getting through? Lots of losers hanging round Only there to bring you down Get your feet up off the ground Get up, get up, get up If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything Get up Don't you know that you're worth As much as anyone on earth You're a megastar Put your hands in the sky Let your freaky colors fly Get 'em way up high You got style and you got game So get it out don't be ashamed Let everybody know your name Get it on out now what's you name If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything Get up You can stand for peace You can stand for war I stand in the square never stood before I take a stand for my son like Afeni Shakur I take a stand like I'm 4 double six 64 Stand alone in my struggle Can't make me stand down Make 'em crash and burn Mayday, mayday, mayday down Get up, stand up Get your damn hands up If they're not shackled to your feet, get some handcuffs We need solutions not propaganda Let the tape roll Make the whole world stand up Hold your position Don't go backwards X still grinding The west keep shining Don't look too long You might get blinded Follow your heart Your head might just find it I pray for the strength to handle what my city brings Better stand for something or you're bound to fall for anything If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything Get up If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything Everybody's got a voice So it's time to make some noise |
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from Alice Cooper - Dirty Diamonds (2005)
Yeah, stand up
What do you believe in Yeah, stands up Come on Just a face in the crowd Feeling lost, down and out Can you hear me now Millions more just like you Afraid to do what they wanna do Am i getting through? Lots of losers hanging round Only there to bring you down Get your feet up off the ground Get up, get up, get up If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything Get up Don't you know that you're worth As much as anyone on earth You're a megastar Put your hands in the sky Let your freaky colors fly Get 'em way up high You got style and you got game So get it out don't be ashamed Let everybody know your name Get it on out now what's you name If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything Get up You can stand for peace You can stand for war I stand in the square never stood before I take a stand for my son like Afeni Shakur I take a stand like I'm 4 double six 64 Stand alone in my struggle Can't make me stand down Make 'em crash and burn Mayday, mayday, mayday down Get up, stand up Get your damn hands up If they're not shackled to your feet, get some handcuffs We need solutions not propaganda Let the tape roll Make the whole world stand up Hold your position Don't go backwards X still grinding The west keep shining Don't look too long You might get blinded Follow your heart Your head might just find it I pray for the strength to handle what my city brings Better stand for something or you're bound to fall for anything If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything Get up If you don't stand for something You will fall for anything Everybody's got a voice So it's time to make some noise |
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from Alice Cooper - Trash (1989)
Oh, welcome to the party It's only me and you Tell the world to go away, babe And I'll tell you what to do Come over here and kiss me I wanna pull your hair Turn out the lights and hold me I wanna touch you everywhere We don't need nobody, baby We don't need champagne I'll take you to the deepest, darkest Hottest lovers' lane For a little spark in the dark Just a little spark in the dark Don't matter where we sleep Don't matter where we park All we need is a spark Spark, spark in the dark Spark in the dark Just a little spark in the dark Aw, come around midnight We'll be crawlin' on the floor Burnin' with the fever and yellin' out for more But don't you write it in your diary, baby Don't blab it on the phone Cause if your mom and dad find out They'll skin me to the bone Now, we don't need instructions, baby Don't you be afraid It takes a little friction, uh-huh That's how our love is made From a little spark in the dark Just a little spark in the dark Don't matter what you say Don't matter what you do As long as it is me and you We got a spark in the dark Just a little spark in the dark We don't need nobody, baby We don't need cocaine I'll take you to the deepest, darkest Hottest lovers' lane Spark in the dark Just a little spark in the dark Don't matter where we sleep Don't matter where we park All we need is a spark Spark spark in the dark Spark in the dark Just a little spark in the dark No matter what you say No matter what you do As long as it is me and you We got a spark in the dark Just a little spark in the dark Oh yeah, you've got your reputation, baby, I got mine And there's every indication you're the dangerous kind You wear this tight leather dress and it's tucked it tight Sparks are gonna fly when I turn out the lights I need a little spark in the dark Just a little spark in the dark |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
Out of the blue came a kill-crazy crew
Whose motto was stomp on the weak With bones in their hair They was hungry as bears And their leader was King of the freaks They was... Space Pirates The lowest scum of the yellow sun They was... Space Pirates Sack a galaxy just for fun (fire away) Well now, out of the blue came this wolf pack who knew That the name of the game was to hate Perverts and pimps followed one-legged gimps They was bow legged bastards of fate They was... Space Pirates Skulls lie white on the martian sands They was... Space Pirates Empires ransom in their hands (people were scared) Out of the blue came this mind-blowing zoo A collection of mutated crud Death on their hips There was foam on their lips And behind them a shadow of blood They was... Space Pirates Broken bodies and twisted minds They was... Space Pirates Screaming nightmares left behind Out of the blue came a kill-crazy crew Whose motto was stomp on the weak Bones in their hair They was hungry as bears And their leader was King of the freaks They was... Space Pirates The lowest scum of the yellow sun They was... Space Pirates Sack a galaxy just for fun |
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from Alice Cooper - Dragontown (2003)
There it stands way up high
A million bodies piled to the sky Arms and legs, feet and hands Impossible to understand Countless heads, ears and eyes Never hear, never cry Tribal chants, tribal war Tribal death, tribal gore And the scavengers are feeding Cuz the killing fields are bleeding Not a single soul is breathing Cuz the Serengeti’s bleeding And the scavengers are feeding Cuz the killing fields are bleeding Not a single soul is breathing Cuz the Serengeti’s bleeding Listen, somewhere in the jungle You can hear the devil laughing Somewhere African genocide Brother kill brother, side by side While animals show their teeth And run away in disbelief And the scavengers are feeding Cuz the killing fields are bleeding Not a single soul is breathing Cuz the Serengeti’s bleeding And the scavengers are feeding Cuz the killing fields are bleeding Not a single soul is breathing Cuz the Serengeti’s bleeding Listen, somewhere in the jungle You can hear the devil laughing Somewhere Somewhere the rivers will flow with blood The mothers will cry their tears They watch their sons die Listen, somewhere in the jungle You can hear the devil laughing Somewhere the rivers will flow with blood The mothers will cry their tears They watch their sons die Listen, somewhere in the jungle You can hear the devil laughing Somewhere Listen, somewhere in the jungle You can hear the devil laughing Somewhere |
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from Alice Cooper - Welcome To My Nightmare (1987)
Some folks
Love to see red Some folks Never talk about it Some folks Crave a blue lady Some folks Know and still they doubt it I'm just no good without it I'm not a man at all It makes my skin crawl Baby, baby Come on and save me, save me, My, my baby, baby, Come on and save me now Some folks Love to feel pain Some folks Wake up every mornin' Some folks Live for no reason Some folks Die without a warning I'm just no good without it I'm not a man at all It makes my skin crawl Baby, baby Come on and save me, save me, My, my baby, baby, Come on and save me, save me, My, my baby, baby, Come on and save me now I can't live without it I just can't live without it I don't wanna think about it .... I'm just no good without it I'm not a man at all It makes my skin crawl Baby, baby Come on and save me, save me, My, my baby, baby, Come on and save me, save me, My, my baby, baby, Come on and save me, save me, My, my baby, baby, Come on and save me, save me, I can't live without it I just can't live without it I don't wanna think about it .... |
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from Alice Cooper - Hey Stoopid (2003)
Somebody better shake you
Somebody better turn your head around I'm scratching like a wild cat I'm spitting fire on the ground You got my venom running thru ya Aint gonna let you run off wild Chorus: I'm Snakebite I'm your only man Snakebite is your lover Youll never hide, baby understand Snakebite drags you under I'm Snakebite They call me Snakebite Nobody gonna take you Nobody gonna touch your rebel skin I'll break em like a matchstick Cuz baby thats the kind of mood I'm in My face is tattooed on your shoulder Your name is scratched into my bike, yeah Chorus You got my venom runnin thru ya If you're gonna run Go running scared, I'm right behind ya Chorus |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
Well, I hope I die in a slick black limousine
Oh, come along momma gonna take a look at me Gonna fly though the city, gonna fly to the sea Gonna fly my, my, my, my, my I get sick instantly [Unverified] Well, I get first prize I remember it quite clear Gonna fly though the city, gonna fly to the sea Gonna fly yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yow I hope I die in a slick black limousine Yeah, come along momma gonna take a, take a look at me We're gonna fly to the ocean Gonna fly to the sea We're gonna fly yay, yay yeah Ninety miles an hour Swervin' all over the road Hundred miles an hour My hand's on the radio Baby's in the back seat Bompin' all over the road No one, no one touch my limousine Yeah, the Lord, my limousine Yeah, the Lord, my limousine Yeah, the Lord, my limousine Now stuck up livin' with a Model T My machine, my machine |
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from Alice Cooper - Special Forces (1981)
Woah-oh, woah-oh
Skeletons in my closet Woah-oh, woah-oh yeah Skeletons in my closet Skeletons in my closet Skeletons in my shoes Skeletons I can only see I said woah-oh, woah-oh I got skeletons in my closet I said woah-oh, woah-oh yeah Skeletons in my closet Skeletons I can lose Skeletons in my basement Loitering on my streets Wearing my best pajamas Sandwiched between my sheets I said woah-oh, woah-oh yeah Skeletons in my closet I said woah-oh, woah-oh yeah Skeletons in my closet Ooh, I see bones I see bones, icy bones Ooh, I see bones Say say bones - say boys don't you see them bones? Rattle them bones at midnight Shaking my bed, no sleep I find fingers in my coat pocket Skeletons from the deep I said woah-oh, woah-oh I got skeletons in my closet I said woah-oh, woah woah-oh I got skeletons in my closet Ooh, I see bones I see bones, s-see bones Ooh, I see bones I see bones Say boys don't you see them bones? No? Heart bones, leg bones, ankle bones, arm bones, finger bones, dogie bones, head bones Skeletons in my closet They even know when I'm in my closet It's my.. my closet Not your closet My closet You can have it though Alice we want you Alice Alice A-Alice What? Whaddya want? |
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from Alice Cooper - Dirty Diamonds (2005)
There's only six hours
Left in the day Time is so precious And it's slipping away Got no destination Got no place to go And being with you Is all that I know Put your head on my pillow We're finally alone Wash the dust from your hair now I don't care if you ever get home There's only six hours How quickly it goes In this sacred place Our secret is safe, nobody knows Put your head on my pillow We're finally alone Wash the dust form your hair now I don't care if you ever get home Wash the dust form your hair now I don't care if you ever get home |
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from Alice Cooper - Dragontown (2003)
Now I don't know but I've been told
There's a nun having fun and she lost her soul She's got cash, she got laid Now she's dealin' with me and she gonna get paid She got caught with the bishop She got caught with the abbot Even cardinal sin tried to feed her habit Now we get whores and pimps and skanks But when your judgement came down even he gave thanks [choir] Whatever happened to me Can't remember my name Flying so high on angelic wings Flew too close to the flame Sister Sara It's your penalty for eternity (for eternity) Did you think that you were saved (for eternity) You forget your old identity who you used to be (for eter... sara) Sister Sara So depraved Oh, come O ye faithless, get in line You're gonna drown in the water, turned to wine And you're all going to wallow in your sin and shame You had every opportunity to call His name Don't look surprised, don't be in shock You'll be a lovely little demon in my private stock I'm just doing my job to pull you down 'Cause it's a one way ticket down to Dragontown (Whatever happened to me) You got caught in my web (Can't remember my name) You made your own bed here (Flying so high on angelic wings) And now you must keep me well fed (Flew too close to the flame) You're mine, too bad, You're here for me, you're just here for me Sister Sara It's your penalty for eternity (for eternity) Did you think that you were saved (for eternity) You forget your old identity who you used to be (for eter... sara) Sister Sara So depraved [choir] Moment to moment, hour to hour, for ever and ever [Alice] Time after time after time after time after time (for eternity) Sister Sara It's your penalty for eternity (for eternity) Did you think that you were saved (for eternity) You forget your old identity who you used to be (for eter... sara) Sister Sara So depraved |
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from Alice Cooper - Constrictor (2002)
Looks like all your laws are broken, all your lines are down
And all your officers are shook up babbling little clowns Looks like all your power's gone, it's sprayed upon the wall In blood and spit, it spells out your inevitable fall And all the hungry outlaws have taken up a stance Simple disobedience Yeah, all the hungry outlaws have taken up a stance Simple disobedience Now all your complex little schemes that form your master plan Are scrambled up and that is something you just don't understand A cyclone of confusion rips right through your holy troops The very thing that weakens you gives power, gives me juice And all the hungry outlaws have taken up a stance Simple disobedience Yeah, all the hungry outlaws have taken up a stance Simple disobedience Take your laser microscope and try to find an answer No antidote or drug to cure our special strain of cancer It spreads its revolution wide from cell to cell to cell Your kingdom's like your body, it dies and goes to hell And all the hungry outlaws have taken up a stance Simple disobedience Yeah, all the hungry outlaws have taken up a stance Simple disobedience |
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from Alice Cooper - The Last Temptation (1994)
It's just like yesterday, oh yeah
Only different shades of grey I'm bored right out of my skull I'd have to get high just to be dull I'm institutional My TV screen spins around and around And around and around I need a sideshow Some kinda creepshow They ran the circus out of town But the ring master said "Boy, you can stick around" I pay to see all the freaks Some finger lickin' chicken-eating geek Hey, that sounds cool to me I just want to step inside I want a scary ride, oh yeah See Jeckyll turn to Hyde I fell my head spinnin' round and around And around and around I need a sideshow, oh yeah Some kinda creepshow, oh yeah I just want someplace to go, oh yeah I tried to be the circus clown But even my monkey wouldn't hang around And the hunchback midget and his twisted friends Offer me a world of thrills that never end I need a sideshow Some kind of freaky show, oh yeah Down where the neon glows Just like a psychedelic video Or a 24 hour party, go go go Not a gozio, no I need a sideshow My private sideshow |
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from Alice Cooper - Trilogy/ Three Classic Album (2005)
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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from Alice Cooper - Easy Action (2008)
I know a shoe salesman
He's an acquaintance of mine One day he showed me some Marks on his arm in a line I did not know what to say "Do you think those freckles will stay?" I need a popsicle Do you want lemon or lime I've got a special today If you've got the time Winking, she poked me in the side "Well, we could go for a ride" I did not know what to say "Do you think those freckles will stay?" Well, you think that she will see I don't think she will see Yeah.. |
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from Alice Cooper - Dragontown (2003)
Sex, death
Sex, death Sex, death When I go to the show All I see on the screen Is a stream of pure vulgarity I wrote down a note I complained for a day To the House of Representatives They laughed In my face They said “Son you're a one-in-a-million minority” The name of the game Is to titillate the brain Stimulate the immorality I was so offended As I sat for three hours It was mental cruelty I was so shocked Just a little more flesh Just a little more blood Little closer to the edge A little deeper in the mud I'll never be the same Sex, death and money, sonny Makes this wicked world go round Sex, death and money It's the Gospel here in Dragontown Sex, death and money, honey Grease the wheels and make them fly Sex, death and money, sonny That is why we all are gonna fry Stuck my nose in the door Ended up on the floor In the middle of a nudie show She danced on my lap A couple hundred dollars later I was up on a morals rap I was so offended As I sat for three hours It was mental cruelty I was so shocked Just a little more flesh Just a little more blood Little closer to the edge A little deeper in the mud I'll never be the same Sex, death and money, honey Grease the wheels and make them fly Sex, death and money, sonny That is why we all are gonna fry That is why we all are gonna fry Sex, death and money It's the Gospel here in Dragontown Sex, death and money, honey That is why we all are gonna That is why we all are gonna fry |
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from Alice Cooper - The Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
When I look back at my time at the track
And I played and I played and I played and I was Shooting the craps at the back of Fat Jack's Come on fade me Jake I'm a Las Vegas dreamer they took to the cleaners A bath what a bath what a bath I'd take A fish on a hook I was rattled and shook 'cause I lost my stake I took that serious All of my life was a laugh and a joke And a drink and a smoke And then I passed out on the floor Again and again and again and again and again I'm a gambling fool with a roll and a cue Wanna play wanna play wanna play with me Put my ass on the line rubbed my nose in the grime And they picked me clean The chance and the game drove Old Silky insane What a pain what a strain on my brain it was A fish on a hook I was rattled and shook 'cause I lost my stake I took that serious All of my life was a laugh and a joke A drink and a smoke And then I passed out on the floor Again and again and again and again and again Serious it was serious oh so serious Serious it was serious oh so serious All of my life was a laugh and a joke A drink and a smoke And then I passed out on the floor Or a friend Again and again and again and again and again All of my life was a laugh and a joke A drink a smoke And then I passed out on the floor Again and again and again and again and again and again And again and again and again and again and again And again and again |
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