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from The Matador (마타도어) by Rolfe Kent [ost] (2006)
You ain't no punk, you punk.
You wanna talk about the real junk? If I ever said (BEEP) I'd be banned 'Cause I'm your garbageman. Well if you can't dig me, you can't dig nothin'. Do you want the real thing, or are you just talkin'? Do you understand? I'm your garbageman. Yeah, now it's up from the garage and down the driveway. Now get outta your mind or get outta my way. Now do you understand? Do you understand? Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i The bird's the word, and do you know why? You gotta beat it with a stick. You gotta beat it 'til it's thick. You gotta live until you're dead. You gotta rock 'til you see red. Now do you understand? Do you understand? I'm your garbageman. Aw, dump that on mine... Yeah it's just what you need when you're down in the dumps. One half hillbilly and one half punk. Eight long legs and one big mouth. The hottest thing from the north to come out of the south. Do you understand? Do you understand? Whoo, I can't lose with the stuff I use, And you don't choose no substitutes. So stick out your can 'Cause I'm your garbageman. Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i The bird's the word, and do you know why? You gotta beat it with a stick. You gotta beat it 'til it's thick. You gotta live until you're dead. You gotta rock 'til you see red. Now do you understand? Hmmmm? Do you understand? Do you understand? All right, now go! |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
Here we come, we're coming fast
All the others are in the past Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye We're the green fuz We're not too fast, we're not too slow Come along baby to see where we go Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye We're the green fuz We're coming fast and I'll tell you why Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye Here we come baby and you'd better run We're the green fuz We're coming fast, I'll tell you why Jump to your feet, let us catch your eye Here we come baby and you'd better run We're the green fuz Here we come baby and you'd better run We're the green fuz Here we come baby and you'd better run We're the green fuz |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
When the sun goes down, and the moon comes up
I turn into a teenage goo goo muck Yeah, I cruise through the city and i roam the street Looking for something that is nice to eat You better duck When I show up... The goo goo muck. I'm the night headhunter looking for some head With a way out body underneath that head Well I'll get you baby with a little luck 'Cuz i'm teenage tiger and a goo goo muck You better duck When I show up... The goo goo muck Yeah, the city is a jungle and I'm a beast I'm a teenage tiger looking for a feast I want the most but i'll take the least 'Cuz i'm a goo goo muck tiger and a teenage beast, yeah... You'd better duck, you motherfuck! ...The goo goo muck. |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
Roll on
Rock on Raw Bones Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these Rockin' Bones I wanna leave a happy memory when I go I wanna leave something to let the whole world know That the rock in roll daddy has-a done passed on But my bones will keep a-rockin' long after I've gone Roll on Rock on Raw Bones Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these Rockin' Bones Well when I die don't you bury me at all Just nail my bones up on the wall Beneath these bones let these words be seen: "This is the bloody gears of a boppin' machine" Roll on Rock on Raw Bones Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these Rockin' Bones I ain't a-worried about tomorrow, just a-thinkin' 'bout tonight My bones are gettin' restless, gonna do it up right A few more times around the hardwood floor Before we turn off the lights and close the door Roll on Rock on Raw Bones Well there's still a lot of rhythm in these Rockin' Bones |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
Voodoo
Voodoo Voodoo Voodoo The night came down The sky turned black The jungle drum beat The natives back The voodoo idol stepped forward from the crowd Lightning split the sky and thunder shook the ground He had coal black hair And laser eyes His pale white skin Against the darkened skies Seemed to say that the wind was at his call Then a silence fell as the Idol said nothing at all And then he raised his hands The night stood still He looked around at the crowd until The voodoo doctor gave him a guitar Then they all bowed down In the light of the voodoo star And it sounded like this And there he passed Through their hungry lips His holy blessed sacrament He spoke no words But they all knew what it meant Yeah he rolled on the ground And he danced while reading his hands Yeah and then he rolled his eyes And sang from his heart The jungle creatures From near and far Came to lose their minds under his spell And then what happened next to this day no one will tell He sang voodoo Voodoo voodoo voodoo He sang voodoo Voodoo voodoo voodoo |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
What I don't know
Can never hurt me I live a life That's working for me What i respect You just can't see What you expect I'll never be Primitive That's how I live Primitive I take what you give 'Cause I love and I live Primitive The things I do You'd never try What I get free You have to buy I'm proud of my life But don't ask me why 'Cause if i told ya, I'd probably... Primitive That's how I live Primitive I take what you give 'Cause I love and I live Primitive Primitive That's how I live Primitive I take what you give 'Cause I love and I live Primitive |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
Hey man!
Fourth floor! Caveman! Last door! Cave train Downtown Caveman Get down! Uh, look man, Make tool! Caveman No fool! Beat rock! Hunt meat! Caveman Rock beat! Caveman Say "ooh!" Caveman Say "ooh!" Caveman Say "ooh, ooh!" Caveman Say "ooh!" |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
Rape!
Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks! Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks! Everybody's doing it! Do the eye gouge! Do the eye gouge! Now do the eye gouge, you turkey necks! Now do the eye gouge! Do the eye gouge you, turkey necks! Everybody's doing it! All right, you turkey necks! I wanna teach you how to do the Crusher! And if you don't learn it now, I'm gonna getcha in the ring! Now first you take your fist, And you put it on your waist, Then you squeeze your partner's head Until she's blue in the face! Yeah do the crusher! Do the crusher! Do the crusher, you turkey necks! Do the crusher! Do the crusher, you turkey necks! Everybodys doing it! |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
Let me give you some advice
Don't eat stuff off the sidewalk Don't eat stuff off the sidewalk You don't need it So don't eat it No don't eat stuff off the sidewalk No matter how good it looks You better go by the book Leave it there Don't you dare Eat stuff off the sidewalk No don't eat stuff out of garbage either or you know what'll happen to you? It's true you don't need no money Ah but you'll sure look funny On your knees, begging please You better leave your mouth at home |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
I've got a black skin suit
Alligator shoes Now I found success And I paid my dues Well everything is fine But I can't find my mind I've got a crystal ball And a divining rod Magnifying glass And a pack of dogs I looked up my sign But I can't find my mind I called the law Hired a private eye Turned in an APB With the FBI No matter what I do I still can't find a clue That's right I don't know what to think I've looked every place Where is the missing link ? That was behind my face ? There's only one thing to do |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
Far away in Africa
They all come from near and far Rock all night and never stop Dancin' to the jungle hop Take the skins of 10 giraffes For one beat-up phonograph Now they dance and do the bop They rock all night to jungle hop Rock! Under jungle stars above All night make jungle love Have a ball and blow their tops They rock all night to jungle hop |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
Don't hang up
Don't hang up Don't hang up Under the wires Somewhere out there If I could just get in touch If I could just get in touch Disconnected connections Misdirected directions It gets so very hard It gets so very hard Dial tone degredation Uncontrolled aggravation I got too many hang ups I got too many hang ups What colour panties are you wearing What colour panties are you wearing What colour panties are you wearing And how long have you been wearing them I let my fingers do the walking To find out to whom I am talking When they see me in your gee You're gonna hear from me You're gonna hear from me I ain't got no choice You're gonna know my voice Twins wire desire Recieve her ire I'm gonna cut you off I'm gonna cut you off And if you think i'm sick And if you think i'm sick Click. aaaaaa....... |
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from The Cramps - Pyshcedelic Jungle (2003)
Oh my, oh me
What in the world's come over me? I'm seeing things that I should never see! Spiders in my eyelids and ghosts in the cheese! What in the world's come over me? I've lost touch with reality! Reality! Reality! Reality! Oh my, oh me The dead walk the angry sea! Vampire lesbos are after me! I'm coming unhinged, weak in the knees! I'm floating away from reality! Reality! Reality! Reality! Hear the wind whistle through my noggin, "Palisades Park" by Freddy Cannon. Ride the void to outer space, Pull my eyeballs right out of my face! A world of leatherwork and rubber ashtrays! Beautiful gardens and all kinds of games Oh, I've had way too much of me, And now I can't get back to reality! Reality! Reality! Reality! Reallllllllllll... That's enough. (fade out) (fades back in) (played backwards: "If I said this in English, this record company would turn into a parking lot.") You know, music sure sounds better than it used to. |
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from The Cramps - Smell Of Female (2005)
(This one's dedicated to all you Gucci bag carriers out there, it's call "You Got Good Taste!")
Boo! I got this stuff on the tip of my tongue Chandeliers light up the pictures you hung Whoooo! You got good taste! Whoo, baby, good taste! Ah, you got good taste, Oh, baby, good taste! Well, you got a big vase, Tomato paste, But one thing, babe, you gotta face Oooooh, and that's good taste! Hey! Good taste! Well, I mean good taste! Baby-baby-baby good taste! Well, you got good taste, and I ain't dumb Ah, ooh-wee baby, a-yum-yum-yum! Ah-oooooooh, you got good taste! Good taste! Ooh, you got good taste! My baby, good taste! (Uh, both of 'em.) You got good taste. You got good taste. You, come here, Sit on my...lap. You know I know where it's at... Ooooh, you got good taste! Whoo, baby good taste! Yummy yummy good taste! Baby-baby-baby good taste! Whoo! You musta snagged somethin' in them fishnet stockings, You got something I can put my heart in! You got good taste! That's right! Good taste! Hoooo! You got good taste! Baby-baby-baby good taste! Well, you got good taste. Yeah, you got good taste. Huh-huh-huh Baby, baby, baby you gotta good taste. Baby, baby, baby you gotta good taste. And a-baby, baby, baby, it's all over the place. Oh, baby, baby, baby you gotta good taste. Ho! |
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from The Cramps - Smell Of Female (2005)
Well, how do you keep a moron
In wighat suspense? I'll tell you that later, But first I'll tell you this... Ah, hoo! (screaming) Hoo! Well now Willy tore his hair out And Sally grew a beard Vince went apeshit And cut off his ears Ruby went to town Completely upside down Sally spilled some powder And had a tantrum in her gown She went hoo! (screaming) Hoo! Well my mama had twin babies On one sweet summer day She beat one in the head And I'm the one that got away Protected by my wighat And my Frederick's snakeskin pants I rode my horse to Hollywood And did a wondrous dance I went hoo! (screaming) Hoo! Well, great jumpin' catfish Do the limbo on my face But no one seems to notice When my wighat is in place My wighat lifts me higher Than I've ever been before You can go and buy yours At all better wighat stores Just ask for hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Yeah, they wear them in Exotica When they get the blues They voted them the best When worn with matching shoes It's the call of the wighat That brought you to this place It's just a big, fat, Hairy fashion race Yeah, hoo! (screaming) Hoo! Well, I trained a dinosaur For the prehistoric stage But the discovery of the wighat Is what made me the rage Now some things come, And some things have gone, But wighats are forever Yeah, they just go on and on And on and hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! But I can still hear Mama callin', "Junior! Git home! What's got into you? What's that on your dome?" It's the call of the wighat It's the modern age taboo For they forever separate The old from the new Yeah, hoo! (trilling) Hoo! Bye bye! Bye bye, wighat! Bye bye, wighat! Bye bye, you big fat... |
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from The Cramps - Smell Of Female (2005)
If you want wild livin' fast
And if you want to end up givin' your all That's because Pussycat, she's livin' reckless Pussycat, she's ridin' high If you think that you can take her Well, just you try It's that she doesn't see What's wrong for my She's running fast and free Child of the night In her life there'll be no time for love You'll never take her, make up your mind You will find Pussycat, she's livin' reckless Pussycat, she's ridin' high If you think that you can take her Well, just you try It's that she doesn't see What's wrong from right She's running fast and free Child of the night In her life there'll be not ime for love You'll never take her, make up your mind You will find Pussycat, she's livin' reckless Pussycat, she's ridin' high If you think that you can take her Well, just you try Yeah just you try Yeah come on and try Come on and come on and try Come on and try |
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from The Cramps - Smell Of Female (2005)
Well, I don't know about art, but I know what I like
I'll be a-surfin' in a swamp on a Saturday night Well, I've been to the mountain and it's just a big hill I guess I'm nuthin' but a gorehound, born to thrill The devil gets dizzy at the stuff I dig I go crazy, and crazy, 'til I flip my lid 'Cuz I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound All I ever do is go around 'Cuz I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound Well, ain't it nice to be nice when you can't be nice? Oooh, gee, you're swell as hell, pussycats on ice Well, the devil with a blue dress, blue dress on I go crazy and crazy, goin' goin' gone Well, ashes to ashes and dust to dust Easy come, easy go, ain't no big fuss 'Cuz I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound All I ever do is go around 'Cuz I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound Oh, no, no... Well, I don't know about art, but I know what I like I'll be a-surfin' in yer blood on Saturday night Yeah, the devil with a blue dress, blue dress on I go crazy and crazy, goin' goin' gone Yeah, the devil with a blue dress, blue dress on I go crazy and crazy, goin' goin' gone 'Cuz I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound All I ever do is go around 'Cuz I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound I ain't nuthin' but a gorehound (Stick that knife in the crimson jimson and twist, Peppermint Lounge.) |
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from The Cramps - Smell Of Female (2005)
Well, I feel depressed, I feel so bad now
'Cause you're the best girl that I ever had, now I can't get no love, I can't get satisfaction Hoo! Little girl, psychotic reaction ...And it sounds like this! Well, I feel so lonely night and day I can't get your love, I must stay away Ooh, I want you girl, by my side Hoo! Little girl with the lovin' inside I can't get your love, I can't get an itty bitty fraction Hoo! Little girl, psychotic reaction |
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from The Cramps - Smell Of Female (2005)
Oh my, oh me
What in the world's come over me? I'm seeing things that I should never see! Spiders in my eyelids and ghosts in the cheese! What in the world's come over me? I've lost touch with reality! Reality! Reality! Reality! Oh my, oh me The dead walk the angry sea! Vampire lesbos are after me! I'm coming unhinged, weak in the knees! I'm floating away from reality! Reality! Reality! Reality! Hear the wind whistle through my noggin, "Palisades Park" by Freddy Cannon. Ride the void to outer space, Pull my eyeballs right out of my face! A world of leatherwork and rubber ashtrays! Beautiful gardens and all kinds of games Oh, I've had way too much of me, And now I can't get back to reality! Reality! Reality! Reality! Reallllllllllll... That's enough. (fade out) (fades back in) (played backwards: "If I said this in English, this record company would turn into a parking lot.") You know, music sure sounds better than it used to. |
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from The Cramps - Smell Of Female (2005)
(Hasil Adkins)
Why's don't I tell you what it is? I wen' out last nigh' and I got messed up When I woke up this mornin' Shoulda seen what I had inna bed wi' me She comes up at me outta the bed Pull her hair down the eye Looks to me like a dyin' can of that commodity meat And says And says Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Wooooeeeeahhh! So this time we got waay over here (Where?! Where?!) I don't know, since it was early dawn's light She jumped up outta the car She pulled her hair down her eye She looked to me like a dinosaur 'bout to jump outta that seat She said She said She said Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Wooooeeeeyahhhh! So this time we got waaay over here And then we went waay down here We got all the way over 'n that lady sound like this: Oooooo! Oooooo! She said She said Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Yoo ee ah ah! Wooooaaahhyahh! So this time we went waaay over there Now things was really gettin' goin' Boilin' up with the blisters She sound like this: Ooooo! Ooooo! She jumped up outta the car Pulled her hair down her eye And do you know what she tol' me? Do you know what she try to tell me? She said Ooooo! It feel so goood! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo woo eeeeeyahhhh! Yah yah yah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah?! |
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from The Cramps - Smell Of Female (2005)
Ah, my favorite brain soup -
Cream of nowhere Ooh baby, your asphalt eater hung ten The hoedads and gremmies say you reached top end So do the dead, through the lights The surfin' dead, oooh make it tight The livin' dead now baby lose their heads Now baby, doin' the dead Yeah you're a high-rev hauler with all four on the floor But your a-bone's busted and you're through the door So do the dead, juice the Coupe Come on the livin' dead, ooh you're in the soup The livin' dead now baby, like I said now baby, do the dead Your carburetor don't carb, got a hammer down this Your generator gens but your pistons don't work Do the dead, run for ten The surfin' dead, c'mon turn it in The livin' dead insist, it's the latest twist, do the dead Run run run run, now do it Stay sick! You square brains out there better beware Oh this phantom driver down in the ground You better plant 'em right or they'll come around Move out baby, move that mound Or they'll dig it up and they'll shut you down So c'mon, aw c'mon, aw c'mon . . . Now life is short and it's filled with stuff So let me know baby when you've had enough Oh do the dead, turn blue Yeah the surfin' dead, as dead as you There's nothing on the radio when you're dead There's nothing at the movie show when you're dead There's nowhere left for you to go when you're dead Do the dead, yeah do the dead Do the dead, surfin' dead |
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from The Cramps - Flamejob (1999)
I'm mean. I'm a mean machine. I gotta be mean. Just a bad human being. This ain't no art from the the bottom of a henhouse floor. Rip out your brains if ya got 'em throw 'em out the door. Cuz I'm mean...I can't nuthin' dull. I got the gloss lustre. I'll massacre your ass as fast as Bull offed Custer. I'm mean...Ya wanna go to the Devil but you don't like the flames. Blood on Satan's Claw is my middle name. Yeah I'm mean...
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from The Cramps - Flamejob (1999)
Hey let's twist. Do the ultra twist. Stick it in and twist. Do the ultra twist. Recent movements leave one cold. It's big improvement and very bold. Hangin' ten on a shockwave. Hangin' out like the new breed say. Come on let's do it. Do the ultra twist. Jam it in and screw it. Do the ultra twist. Do the ultra twist. Just go like this. Do the ultra twist and bend the trim. The alchemists all recommend. Doin' the ultra twist-it's here to stay. Makes tomorrow look like yesterday. The ultra set now propose. Wear skintight crazy clothes. Spurs that go jingle-jangle-jing and many other shiny indementional things.
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She's got a look on her puss like she was weaned on a pickle. Hands on the handle of her motorsicle. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...She's in a gang on the streets that so hard and slippery. A bang in the teeth with no charge for delivery. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...You wanna get her tail until she purrs. Run your fingers thru her fur. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...Her aplomb is massive and I wondered "Why, how could any poor ass've ever passed her by?" In the nest of the cuckoo bird...In the nest of the cuckoo bird...In the nest of the cuckoo bird. A cockatoo with the googoo lure. In the nest of the cuckoo bird. A huntress with the hoodoo word. Well there ain't no freckles on that fish. You're like Dr. Jekyl with a deathwish. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...
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You look cute in your battery cable jumper. And your railroad spiked heels. With your rearend dipped in rubber. Like a Goodyear without wheels. At the Sado County Auto Show...At the Sado County Auto Show. Can't be late ya gotta go! To the Sado County Auto Show. By your diamond headlights I can see. The tension almost seems. Then you blow a bubble and offer me your jellybean. The enamel of your mind is cracking. Your eyes fully like poached eggs. But I sure wish that I was jacking up the pulleys on those legs.
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from The Cramps - Flamejob (1999)
I went to the museum and stood on a chair.
Some girl drew a crowd by what she didn't wear. She made everybody look up there. It was a naked girl fallin' down the stairs! Naked girl fallin' down the stairs. Naked girl fallin' down the stairs. All the way down she was up in the air. Naked girl fallin' down the stairs. It was a naked girl right in my face. High class culture all over the place. My watch stopped tickin'...shoes came unlaced. When I watched her trippin' down a staircase. It looked like a mistake at a steeplechase. A busted flywheel at stock car race. I fell in love at a terrible pace. When someone gave her a shove down a staircase. |
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Swing the big eyed rabbit. Swing the pig iron hammer. Baby looks for a girl. Baby's mad at the world. Hunt it down and snatch and gab it. Catch it in the patch and trap it. Grab it by the legs and swing the big eyed rabbit. Ride Sally ride. Bunny tries to hide. Bang bang shoot 'em up. Yum yum eat 'em up. Swing boy swing. Swingin' crazy scene. Swing it against a tree. Swingin' crazy scream.
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from The Cramps - Flamejob (1999)
Strange love, cutest thing I ever seen
Strange love, cutest thing I ever seen You remind me of somethin' that I have seen in a dream Can I take you out to dinner, some place where we can be alone Can I take you out to dinner, some place where we can be alone Tell you how much I love you, then let me hold you in my arm You asked me there's honey, love to be your honeycomb You asked me there's any honey, I love to be your honeycomb Then when the time is right darling there'll be some lovin' goin' on |
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Well, I tell you sinners, sinners
You're gonna go down there, down there Yeah, you better be right Sinner, you better be right If you ain't right, you're goin' down there You'll end up in the devil's pot of fire Yeah, you'll end up in the devil's pot of fire Yeah, you better be right You'll see the devil, he'll be laughin' You'll see sinners, they'll be cryin' Yeah, you better be right Sinner, you better be right, you better be right If you ain't right, you're goin' down there You'll end up in the devil's pot of fire Yeah, you'll end up in the devil's pot of fire Yeah, you better be right You'll see the devil, he'll be laughin' He'll see sinners, there'll be cryin' Yeah, you better be right Sinner, you better be right, you better be right |
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from The Cramps - Flamejob (1999)
Hey if you every plan to fly out west,
travel my way, thats the highway thats the best. Chorus: Get your kicks on route sixty-six. Well it winds from Chicago to LA, more than two thousand miles all the way. Chorus. Well you go through Saint Looey Joplin, Missouri, Oklahoma City looks oh so pretty. You'll see Amarillo, Gallup, New Mexico, Flagstaff, Arizona. Don't forget Winona, Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino. Wont you get hip to this kind of tune: When you make that Califronia trip. Chorus. Lets go... Well you go through Saint Looey Joplin, Missouri, Oklahoma City looks oh so pretty. You'll see Amarillo, and Gallup, New Mexico, Flagstaff, Arizona. Don't forget Winona, Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino. Wont you get hip to this kind of tune: When you make that Caladelic trip. Chorus. x3. |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
oh baby i see you on my tv set yeah baby i see you on my tv set i cut your head off and put it in my tv set i use your eyeballs for dials on my tv set i watch tv i watch tv since i put you in my tv set oh baby i hear you on my radio yeah baby i hear you on my radio you know i flip flip flip for my radio you're going drip drip drip on my radio am radio pm radio since i tuned you inside my radio... like this! oh baby i see you in my frigidaire yeah baby i see you in my frigidaire behind the mayonnaise, way in the back i'm gonna see you tonight for a midnight snack but though it's cold you won't get old 'cause you're well preserved in my frigidaire yahhhhhhh.... oh baby look so good in my crib at night yeah baby look so good in my crib at night i could give you a million hugs you look so good all covered up in bugs oh, i missed some there under your chair but that's all right, i'll sweep you under the rug... ah ha ha! oh baby i see you on my tv set yeah baby i see you on my tv set i cut your head off and put it in my tv set i use your eyeballs for dials on my tv set i watch tv i watch tv since i seen you i've been so upset
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
Well, I built my rocket and we'll have a race
We'll be the first to rock inta outer space I wanna rock on the moon, a-rock rock rock Well, rock on the moon, a-rock rock rock Well, rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Welll, listen baby, pretty soon Take ol' Sputnik to the moon I'm gonna rock on the moon, rock rock rock Well, rock on the moon, rock rock rock Well, rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Rock me now, go go go?! Well rock is on Pluto, rock on Mars Rock and roll underneath the stars Rock on the moon, rock rock rock Well rock on the moon, rock rock rock Well rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock Well rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Rock it rare, go! HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock Well rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Let's rock now! HOP! A-baby baby rock rock rock HOP! A-baby baby rock rock rock HOP! A-baby baby rock rock rock HOP! A-baby baby rock rock rock Well rockin' on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Yeah! |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
You ain't no punk, you punk.
You wanna talk about the real junk? If I ever said (BEEP) I'd be banned 'Cause I'm your garbageman. Well if you can't dig me, you can't dig nothin'. Do you want the real thing, or are you just talkin'? Do you understand? I'm your garbageman. Yeah, now it's up from the garage and down the driveway. Now get outta your mind or get outta my way. Now do you understand? Do you understand? Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i The bird's the word, and do you know why? You gotta beat it with a stick. You gotta beat it 'til it's thick. You gotta live until you're dead. You gotta rock 'til you see red. Now do you understand? Do you understand? I'm your garbageman. Aw, dump that on mine... Yeah it's just what you need when you're down in the dumps. One half hillbilly and one half punk. Eight long legs and one big mouth. The hottest thing from the north to come out of the south. Do you understand? Do you understand? Whoo, I can't lose with the stuff I use, And you don't choose no substitutes. So stick out your can 'Cause I'm your garbageman. Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i The bird's the word, and do you know why? You gotta beat it with a stick. You gotta beat it 'til it's thick. You gotta live until you're dead. You gotta rock 'til you see red. Now do you understand? Hmmmm? Do you understand? Do you understand? All right, now go! |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
I was a teenage werewolf
Braces on my fangs I was a teenage werewolf And no one even said thanks And no one made me stop I had a teen-land mind I had to blow my top And under teen full moon No one could make me stop No one could make me stop A teenage werewolf Parallel bars A teenage girlfriend Got a lot of scars Somebody please make me stop Ohhh please? You know, I have puberty rights And I have puberty wrongs No one understood me All my teeth were so long And no one made me stop A Midwest monster Of the highest grade All my teachers thought It was growing pains, oh no no Somebody stop this pain, ohhh? |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
I got somethin' to say to you and you better listen
I'm'a tell ya how to be cool in one easy lesson Go! Sunglasses after dark! AAAAAHHHH! They're so sharp! And you'll be cool ...And the squares'll drool It's real simple... Sunglasses after dark! AAAAAHHHH! They're so sharp! Listen to this: Went out last Saturday night Got myself in a knife fight Everybody got cut includin' me 'Cause not one of us cats could see! We had on S.A.D. That's right. I was hangin' around on the street, When this great big guy ran right into me! I could hardly make him out, everything was so dim, But then I seen what was wrong with him... He was wearin' sunglasses...after dark. Sunglasses after dark! Whooooo! They're so sharp! Sunglasses after dark! Whooooo! It's so simple! ...Uh, where am I, by the way? ...Oh, yeah. |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
Standin' on the corner a-wearing my shades
Up walked the police and asked my name I said, I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy You and Jane meet Jungle Jim Hey baby, whatcha doin' with him? Now I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Six foot three with the feet on the floor Hey baby whatcha waitin' for? Now I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Let's rock! Let's roll! Let's rock! Let's roll! Now let's go baby, let's go daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Take over! Ooo, I jump so high, never come down 'Cept for that I'm goin' round and around 'Cause I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Pair of shades, purple shoes I got a parachute to land on you I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Oooooooo Mad Mad Daddy! Ah let's go baby! Let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Let's rock! C'mon roll! I said rock! C'mon roll! Let's go baby! Let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
My Daddy drives a UFO
Drops me off and then he goes Leaves me on this mystery plane But he'll be back for me again Oh, Oh yes he will Yeah! Now I just can't identify With this world so I don't try Square pegs don't fit in round holes And I can't fit into these clothes No My daddy's unidentified My mom says I just appeared inside Looks like a case of hit and run But off the record it's no fun No, no, no fun No! My daddy he'll come back again And take me from this mystery plane And maybe if I go real slow He'll let me drive his UFO, Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Boy My Daddy drives a UFO My Daddy drives a UFO My Daddy drives a UFO U F O |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
At the Zombie Dance
Here's Ben and Betty They tap their toes But they don't get sweaty They don't give a damn They're done dead already At the Zombie Dance Nobody moves They tap their toes Yeah, wiggle their ears to get in the groove yeah They do 'The Boogaloo' at the Zombie Hall They write "BORN TO LOSE" On Zombie restroom wall The kinda life they choose Ain't life at all At the Zombie Dance Nobody moves They tap their toes Yeah, wiggle their ears to get in the groove yeah (move!) Everybody calm down Nobody blow their cool Nobody hang around Zombie dancing school They do the swim face-down In the Zombie pool At the Zombie Dance Nobody moves They tap their toes Yeah, wiggle their ears to get in the groove yeah At the Zombie Dance Nobody moves yeah |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
i been seeing you for months coming to this place
now what i wanna know is, honey when can i see your face? i know you been hiding something secrets in your past whooo, baby, i just gotta know what's behind the mask please, baby, please please give me one quick glance now how come i can't see your face when i see what's in your pants? is it a skin condition? or an extra eye? surgical incision? i keep wonderin' why (why!) uhhh... you ain't wearin' silver bullets or carving z's in chests it's been months since halloween honey, i can't guess now just relax and let me lift up this edge and let me take a peek ooh, let me have a look in here... eeeeeeeek! well, curiosity killed this cat, sorry i ever asked what i don't know can't hurt me as much as what's behind the mask what's behind the mask, girl what's behind the mask what's behind that mask, girl sorry i ever asked. |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
Some folks like water,
Some folks like wine, But I like a taste, Of straight strychnine, You may think it's funny, That I like this stuff, But once you've tried it, You can't get enough, The wine is red, And poison is blue, Strychnine is good, Oh what's a ??? to you, The wine is red, And poison is blue, Strychnine is good, Oh what's a ??? to you, oh oh oh If you listen to what I say, And you try strychnine someday, Make you choke, It'll make you shout, Illegal, and knock you high, Some folks like water, Some folks like wine, But I like the taste, Of straight strychnine, Strychnine(ay ay) Strychnine(ay ay) Strychnine(ay ay) Strychnine(ay ay) |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
I'm cramped.
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
Well, come on little mama, let's tear this damn place up.
Come on little mama, let's tear this damn place up. Come on little mama, let me see you do your stuff. Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up Tear it up Come on little mama, tear this damn place up. Yeah, move back baby, turn my way Turn around again and let me hear ya say Tear it up! Tear it up! Come on little mama, and tear this damn place up. Whaaaaaow! Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up, up-up-up-up-up Tear it up Tear it up Come on little mama, tear this damn place up. I'm a-leavin', little mama, gonna be gone a long, long time I'm a-leavin', little mama, gonna be gone a long, long time Come on, little mama, let me show you a real good time. Whaaaaaow! Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up Tear it up Come on little mama, tear this damn place up. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up Tear it up Come on little mama, tear this damn place up. Easy now... Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up Tear it up Come on little mama, tear this damn place up. RIGHT NOW! Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up Tear it up Come on little mama, tear this damn place up. Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up, up-up-up-up Tear it up Tear it up Come on little mama, tear this damn place up. Easy now, Come on little mama, tear this damn place up. Come on little mama, tear this damn place up. Come on little mama, tear this damn place up!!!!! |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
No one knows how much I love you
No one knows how much I care When you put your arms around me I get a fever that's a-hard to bear You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever! In the mornin' Fever all through the night Sun lights up the daytime Moon lights up the night I light up when you call my name 'Cause I know you're gonna treat me right You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever! In the mornin' Fever all through the night Captain Smith and Pocahontas Had a very bad affair But when her daddy tried to kill him, She said, "Daddy-o don't you dare! He gives me fever When he kisses Fever when he holds me tight Fever! I'm his missus So Daddy-o treat him right" Everybody's got the fever That is somethin' we all know Fever isn't such a new thing Fever started long ago Romeo loves Juliet Juliet, she felt the same But when she put her arms around him He said, "Julie, baby, you're to blame You give me fever When ya kisses Fever when you hold me tight Fever! In the mornin' Fever all through the night." Well, now you've listened to my story Here's the point that I have made The Cramps are born to give ya fever Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade We give ya fever Fever 'til ya live and learn Fever! Till ya sizzle But what a lovely way to burn... |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
My Daddy drives a UFO
Drops me off and then he goes Leaves me on this mystery plane But he'll be back for me again Oh, Oh yes he will Yeah! Now I just can't identify With this world so I don't try Square pegs don't fit in round holes And I can't fit into these clothes No My daddy's unidentified My mom says I just appeared inside Looks like a case of hit and run But off the record it's no fun No, no, no fun No! My daddy he'll come back again And take me from this mystery plane And maybe if I go real slow He'll let me drive his UFO, Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Boy My Daddy drives a UFO My Daddy drives a UFO My Daddy drives a UFO U F O |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us (1998)
Standin' on the corner a-wearing my shades
Up walked the police and asked my name I said, I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy You and Jane meet Jungle Jim Hey baby, whatcha doin' with him? Now I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Six foot three with the feet on the floor Hey baby whatcha waitin' for? Now I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Let's rock! Let's roll! Let's rock! Let's roll! Now let's go baby, let's go daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Take over! Ooo, I jump so high, never come down 'Cept for that I'm goin' round and around 'Cause I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Pair of shades, purple shoes I got a parachute to land on you I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Oooooooo Mad Mad Daddy! Ah let's go baby! Let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Let's rock! C'mon roll! I said rock! C'mon roll! Let's go baby! Let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
Well I'm a human fly
I-I said F-L-Y I say "buzz buzz buzz" A-and it's just becuz I-I'm a human fly A-and I don't know why I got 96 tears and 96 eyes I got a garbage brain That's drivin' me insane And I don't like the ride So push that pest aside And baby I won't care 'Cuz baby I don't scare 'Cuz I'm a reborn maggot using germ warfare Rock! I-I'm a human fly I-I said F-L-Y I-I say "bzz bzz bzz" A-and it's just becuz I'm a unzipped fly A-and I don't know why And I don't know why But I say, Bzzzzzzz Rock tonight, and I say Bzzzzzzz Rocket ride, and I say Bzzzzzzz But I don't know why Aw, I just don't know why |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
Well there's a cat in town that you might know,
He goes by the name of Domino! Long key chain and a diamond ring, (?), he's a crazy thing! Oh, they love him so! And There goes Domino! Domino,Domino, Oh! Well the girls all think he's a real gone guy and they all flip when he walks by! Dandy clothes and big white shoes, Ready to go, never sings the blues! They love him so! And there goes Domino! Domino,Domino, Woah! A gold (?) cap, and a solid style! Long side burns and a crazy smile! Just ask they kids and they'll tell you so (?) and there goes Domino! Well they love him so! And there goes Domino! Domino,Domino, Oh! Domino, Domino, they love him so! Here comes Domino, Domino, Domino... Domino! go man, go! Domino, they love him so! Get out of the way! Here comes Domino! Domino,Domino..... |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! don't you know about the bird ? well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! yeah! well everybody's heard, about the bird! na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na everybody's heard, about the bird! na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! don't you know about the bird? well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! yeah! surfin' bird!!!! well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! well everybody's heard, about the bird! yeah everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na don't you know about the bird? well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! go!! (claps) aaaaaaaaaaaggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the ... bird! yeah!!! everybody's heard, about the bird! every body's heard 'bout... bird!
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
You ain't no punk, you punk.
You wanna talk about the real junk? If I ever said (BEEP) I'd be banned 'Cause I'm your garbageman. Well if you can't dig me, you can't dig nothin'. Do you want the real thing, or are you just talkin'? Do you understand? I'm your garbageman. Yeah, now it's up from the garage and down the driveway. Now get outta your mind or get outta my way. Now do you understand? Do you understand? Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i The bird's the word, and do you know why? You gotta beat it with a stick. You gotta beat it 'til it's thick. You gotta live until you're dead. You gotta rock 'til you see red. Now do you understand? Do you understand? I'm your garbageman. Aw, dump that on mine... Yeah it's just what you need when you're down in the dumps. One half hillbilly and one half punk. Eight long legs and one big mouth. The hottest thing from the north to come out of the south. Do you understand? Do you understand? Whoo, I can't lose with the stuff I use, And you don't choose no substitutes. So stick out your can 'Cause I'm your garbageman. Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i The bird's the word, and do you know why? You gotta beat it with a stick. You gotta beat it 'til it's thick. You gotta live until you're dead. You gotta rock 'til you see red. Now do you understand? Hmmmm? Do you understand? Do you understand? All right, now go! |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
No one knows how much I love you
No one knows how much I care When you put your arms around me I get a fever that's a-hard to bear You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever! In the mornin' Fever all through the night Sun lights up the daytime Moon lights up the night I light up when you call my name 'Cause I know you're gonna treat me right You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever! In the mornin' Fever all through the night Captain Smith and Pocahontas Had a very bad affair But when her daddy tried to kill him, She said, "Daddy-o don't you dare! He gives me fever When he kisses Fever when he holds me tight Fever! I'm his missus So Daddy-o treat him right" Everybody's got the fever That is somethin' we all know Fever isn't such a new thing Fever started long ago Romeo loves Juliet Juliet, she felt the same But when she put her arms around him He said, "Julie, baby, you're to blame You give me fever When ya kisses Fever when you hold me tight Fever! In the mornin' Fever all through the night." Well, now you've listened to my story Here's the point that I have made The Cramps are born to give ya fever Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade We give ya fever Fever 'til ya live and learn Fever! Till ya sizzle But what a lovely way to burn... |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
Aahh, uhh, let's go!
Press your lips to mine And whisper I love you Gotta have chance that lasts We've got a lot to do Don't hesitate I can't wait Love me You set my soul on fire Every muscle in my body's burning with desire Baby kiss me do Make me know you're mine Love me with desire Oh honey, this is fine Don't hesitate, I can't wait Love me You set my soul on fire Every muscle in my body's burning with desire (?) Got to make you mine We've got a little time Don't hesitate, I can't wait Love me Love me Love me Love me |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
Well, the sun's gone down
And you're uptown And you're just out runnin' around I can't hardly stand it You're troublin' me I can't hardly stand It just can't be Well, you don't know, a-babe I love you so You got me all tore up, all tore up You say you're trough with me You're settin' me free You're just out with your used-to-be I can't hardly stand it You're troublin' me I can't hardly stand It just can't be Well, you don't know, a-babe I love you so You got me all tore up, all tore up Well, my spirit's low I miss you so I stand alone and watch you go I can't hardly stand it You're troublin' me I can't hardly stand It just can't be Well, you don't know, a-babe I love you so You got me all tore up, all tore up Well, now that you are gone And I'm alone All I do is sit and moan I can't hardly stand it You're troublin' me I can't hardly stand It just can't be Well, you don't know, a-babe I love you so You got me all tore up, all tore up Baby, all tore up Baby, all tore up All tore up... |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
When the sun goes down, and the moon comes up
I turn into a teenage goo goo muck Yeah, I cruise through the city and i roam the street Looking for something that is nice to eat You better duck When I show up... The goo goo muck. I'm the night headhunter looking for some head With a way out body underneath that head Well I'll get you baby with a little luck 'Cuz i'm teenage tiger and a goo goo muck You better duck When I show up... The goo goo muck Yeah, the city is a jungle and I'm a beast I'm a teenage tiger looking for a feast I want the most but i'll take the least 'Cuz i'm a goo goo muck tiger and a teenage beast, yeah... You'd better duck, you motherfuck! ...The goo goo muck. |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
(Hasil Adkins)
Why's don't I tell you what it is? I wen' out last nigh' and I got messed up When I woke up this mornin' Shoulda seen what I had inna bed wi' me She comes up at me outta the bed Pull her hair down the eye Looks to me like a dyin' can of that commodity meat And says And says Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Wooooeeeeahhh! So this time we got waay over here (Where?! Where?!) I don't know, since it was early dawn's light She jumped up outta the car She pulled her hair down her eye She looked to me like a dinosaur 'bout to jump outta that seat She said She said She said Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Wooooeeeeyahhhh! So this time we got waaay over here And then we went waay down here We got all the way over 'n that lady sound like this: Oooooo! Oooooo! She said She said Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Yoo ee ah ah! Wooooaaahhyahh! So this time we went waaay over there Now things was really gettin' goin' Boilin' up with the blisters She sound like this: Ooooo! Ooooo! She jumped up outta the car Pulled her hair down her eye And do you know what she tol' me? Do you know what she try to tell me? She said Ooooo! It feel so goood! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo woo eeeeeyahhhh! Yah yah yah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah! Woo ee ah ah?! |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
Rape!
Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks! Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks! Everybody's doing it! Do the eye gouge! Do the eye gouge! Now do the eye gouge, you turkey necks! Now do the eye gouge! Do the eye gouge you, turkey necks! Everybody's doing it! All right, you turkey necks! I wanna teach you how to do the Crusher! And if you don't learn it now, I'm gonna getcha in the ring! Now first you take your fist, And you put it on your waist, Then you squeeze your partner's head Until she's blue in the face! Yeah do the crusher! Do the crusher! Do the crusher, you turkey necks! Do the crusher! Do the crusher, you turkey necks! Everybodys doing it! |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
Muwhahaha,Muwhahaha,mmm...Hu Hu Hu
Shakes me up to see you walk,it tears me up to hear you talk You Drive my nerves the way you pant,you got more love than I'll ever get So Save it baby,Save it Now don't you dare waste it uh..uh save it baby,Save it You don't know how i Crave it If love could kill the way you thrill, So save it all for me. I love the way you use your talk The Way you tremble in my heart You got more love than i could miss But i can't spare the smallest kiss So save it baby,Save it You don't how i crave it Save it baby,Save it Now don't you dare waste it If love could kill the way you thrill, So save it all for me..Yeah huh! Ohh..shake me up with your swingin' hips You send my soul with your clingin' lips Your loves like a well that won't run dry I can't drink it all,but it funs to try So Save it baby,Save it Now don't you dare waste it uh..uh save it baby,Save it You don't know how i Crave it love could kill the way you thrill, So save it all for me hu hu hu hu...x3 |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
Life is short
Filled with stuff Don't know what for I ain't had enough I've learned all I know By the age of nine But I could better myself If I could only find Some new kind of kick Something I ain't had Some new kind of buzz I wanna go hog mad I'm lookin' and lookin' and lookin' for Something I ain't had before I'm lookin' and lookin' and lookin' and lookin' to find Some new kind of kick Some new kind of kick Gimme a kick I want a kick Like baby needs mom Like Susie needs dick This baby need Some new kind of kick I want some new kind of kick I want some new kind of kick I want some new kind of kick I want some new kind of kick I'm lookin' and lookin' and lookin' for Something I ain't had before I'm lookin' and lookin' and lookin' and lookin' to find Life is short Filled with stuff Don't know what for I ain't had enough I want some new kind of kick I want some new kind of kick I want some new kind of kick I wa-wa-wa-want Energy! Bar code! Drano hotshot! Wack attack! Helium! Nitrous oxide! Formaldehyde! Some new kind of kick |
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from The Cramps - Off The Bone (1998)
Well I'm gettin' tired workin' as hard every day
Workin' as hard and not a-gettin' much pay I got a big geiger counter, it's a pretty good rig When the needle starts clickin' it's where I'm gonna dig Money-money honey, and the kind you fold Money-money honey, rock 'n' roll Rake it in, bale it up like hay Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away Well, I can see me now in my long Cadillac Hinges in the middle, spare wheel on the back Man, don't you know I'd be hard to stop When I find that big uranium rock Money-money honey, and the kind you fold Money-money honey, rock 'n' roll Rake it in, bale it up like hay Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away Yes, that's me in my long Cadillac Headin' down the road and I ain't comin' back I ain't no red light gonna make me stop When I find that big uranium rock Money-money honey, and the kind you fold Money-money honey, rock 'n' roll Rake it in, bale it up like hay Have a rockin' good time and throw it all away |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
oh baby i see you on my tv set yeah baby i see you on my tv set i cut your head off and put it in my tv set i use your eyeballs for dials on my tv set i watch tv i watch tv since i put you in my tv set oh baby i hear you on my radio yeah baby i hear you on my radio you know i flip flip flip for my radio you're going drip drip drip on my radio am radio pm radio since i tuned you inside my radio... like this! oh baby i see you in my frigidaire yeah baby i see you in my frigidaire behind the mayonnaise, way in the back i'm gonna see you tonight for a midnight snack but though it's cold you won't get old 'cause you're well preserved in my frigidaire yahhhhhhh.... oh baby look so good in my crib at night yeah baby look so good in my crib at night i could give you a million hugs you look so good all covered up in bugs oh, i missed some there under your chair but that's all right, i'll sweep you under the rug... ah ha ha! oh baby i see you on my tv set yeah baby i see you on my tv set i cut your head off and put it in my tv set i use your eyeballs for dials on my tv set i watch tv i watch tv since i seen you i've been so upset
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
The way I walk is just the way I walk
The way I talk is just the way i talk The way I smile is just the way I smile Touch me baby, and I'll go home wild! The wat I love is just the way I love Come on and be my little turtle dog Touch me baby, it feels so good I feel it though I wanna be, I don't know if I should Dee-oo-bee-oo-bee Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-waoh! (CHORUS 4) AAH! AAH! AAH! The way you love me got to sour my stile Oh! Little baby, I would say good-bye Love me baby, love me right Love me morning, noon and night |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
When the sun goes down, and the moon comes up
I turn into a teenage goo goo muck Yeah, I cruise through the city and i roam the street Looking for something that is nice to eat You better duck When I show up... The goo goo muck. I'm the night headhunter looking for some head With a way out body underneath that head Well I'll get you baby with a little luck 'Cuz i'm teenage tiger and a goo goo muck You better duck When I show up... The goo goo muck Yeah, the city is a jungle and I'm a beast I'm a teenage tiger looking for a feast I want the most but i'll take the least 'Cuz i'm a goo goo muck tiger and a teenage beast, yeah... You'd better duck, you motherfuck! ...The goo goo muck. |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
Well, I built my rocket and we'll have a race
We'll be the first to rock inta outer space I wanna rock on the moon, a-rock rock rock Well, rock on the moon, a-rock rock rock Well, rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Welll, listen baby, pretty soon Take ol' Sputnik to the moon I'm gonna rock on the moon, rock rock rock Well, rock on the moon, rock rock rock Well, rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Rock me now, go go go?! Well rock is on Pluto, rock on Mars Rock and roll underneath the stars Rock on the moon, rock rock rock Well rock on the moon, rock rock rock Well rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock Well rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Rock it rare, go! HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock HOP-a-baby baby rock rock rock Well rock on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Let's rock now! HOP! A-baby baby rock rock rock HOP! A-baby baby rock rock rock HOP! A-baby baby rock rock rock HOP! A-baby baby rock rock rock Well rockin' on the moon, brother, rock and roll tonight Yeah! |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
Well there's a cat in town that you might know,
He goes by the name of Domino! Long key chain and a diamond ring, (?), he's a crazy thing! Oh, they love him so! And There goes Domino! Domino,Domino, Oh! Well the girls all think he's a real gone guy and they all flip when he walks by! Dandy clothes and big white shoes, Ready to go, never sings the blues! They love him so! And there goes Domino! Domino,Domino, Woah! A gold (?) cap, and a solid style! Long side burns and a crazy smile! Just ask they kids and they'll tell you so (?) and there goes Domino! Well they love him so! And there goes Domino! Domino,Domino, Oh! Domino, Domino, they love him so! Here comes Domino, Domino, Domino... Domino! go man, go! Domino, they love him so! Get out of the way! Here comes Domino! Domino,Domino..... |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
Voodoo
Voodoo Voodoo Voodoo The night came down The sky turned black The jungle drum beat The natives back The voodoo idol stepped forward from the crowd Lightning split the sky and thunder shook the ground He had coal black hair And laser eyes His pale white skin Against the darkened skies Seemed to say that the wind was at his call Then a silence fell as the Idol said nothing at all And then he raised his hands The night stood still He looked around at the crowd until The voodoo doctor gave him a guitar Then they all bowed down In the light of the voodoo star And it sounded like this And there he passed Through their hungry lips His holy blessed sacrament He spoke no words But they all knew what it meant Yeah he rolled on the ground And he danced while reading his hands Yeah and then he rolled his eyes And sang from his heart The jungle creatures From near and far Came to lose their minds under his spell And then what happened next to this day no one will tell He sang voodoo Voodoo voodoo voodoo He sang voodoo Voodoo voodoo voodoo |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
I was a teenage werewolf
Braces on my fangs I was a teenage werewolf And no one even said thanks And no one made me stop I had a teen-land mind I had to blow my top And under teen full moon No one could make me stop No one could make me stop A teenage werewolf Parallel bars A teenage girlfriend Got a lot of scars Somebody please make me stop Ohhh please? You know, I have puberty rights And I have puberty wrongs No one understood me All my teeth were so long And no one made me stop A Midwest monster Of the highest grade All my teachers thought It was growing pains, oh no no Somebody stop this pain, ohhh? |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
What I don't know
Can never hurt me I live a life That's working for me What i respect You just can't see What you expect I'll never be Primitive That's how I live Primitive I take what you give 'Cause I love and I live Primitive The things I do You'd never try What I get free You have to buy I'm proud of my life But don't ask me why 'Cause if i told ya, I'd probably... Primitive That's how I live Primitive I take what you give 'Cause I love and I live Primitive Primitive That's how I live Primitive I take what you give 'Cause I love and I live Primitive |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
I got somethin' to say to you and you better listen
I'm'a tell ya how to be cool in one easy lesson Go! Sunglasses after dark! AAAAAHHHH! They're so sharp! And you'll be cool ...And the squares'll drool It's real simple... Sunglasses after dark! AAAAAHHHH! They're so sharp! Listen to this: Went out last Saturday night Got myself in a knife fight Everybody got cut includin' me 'Cause not one of us cats could see! We had on S.A.D. That's right. I was hangin' around on the street, When this great big guy ran right into me! I could hardly make him out, everything was so dim, But then I seen what was wrong with him... He was wearin' sunglasses...after dark. Sunglasses after dark! Whooooo! They're so sharp! Sunglasses after dark! Whooooo! It's so simple! ...Uh, where am I, by the way? ...Oh, yeah. |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
Hey man!
Fourth floor! Caveman! Last door! Cave train Downtown Caveman Get down! Uh, look man, Make tool! Caveman No fool! Beat rock! Hunt meat! Caveman Rock beat! Caveman Say "ooh!" Caveman Say "ooh!" Caveman Say "ooh, ooh!" Caveman Say "ooh!" |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
Standin' on the corner a-wearing my shades
Up walked the police and asked my name I said, I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy You and Jane meet Jungle Jim Hey baby, whatcha doin' with him? Now I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Six foot three with the feet on the floor Hey baby whatcha waitin' for? Now I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Let's rock! Let's roll! Let's rock! Let's roll! Now let's go baby, let's go daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Take over! Ooo, I jump so high, never come down 'Cept for that I'm goin' round and around 'Cause I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Let's go baby, let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Pair of shades, purple shoes I got a parachute to land on you I am the Mad Mad Daddy I am the Mad Mad Daddy Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma Mad Mad Daddy Oooooooo Mad Mad Daddy! Ah let's go baby! Let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Let's rock! C'mon roll! I said rock! C'mon roll! Let's go baby! Let's go daddy! I am the Mad Mad Daddy Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! Mad mad mad Mad Mad Daddy! |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
No one knows how much I love you
No one knows how much I care When you put your arms around me I get a fever that's a-hard to bear You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever! In the mornin' Fever all through the night Sun lights up the daytime Moon lights up the night I light up when you call my name 'Cause I know you're gonna treat me right You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever! In the mornin' Fever all through the night Captain Smith and Pocahontas Had a very bad affair But when her daddy tried to kill him, She said, "Daddy-o don't you dare! He gives me fever When he kisses Fever when he holds me tight Fever! I'm his missus So Daddy-o treat him right" Everybody's got the fever That is somethin' we all know Fever isn't such a new thing Fever started long ago Romeo loves Juliet Juliet, she felt the same But when she put her arms around him He said, "Julie, baby, you're to blame You give me fever When ya kisses Fever when you hold me tight Fever! In the mornin' Fever all through the night." Well, now you've listened to my story Here's the point that I have made The Cramps are born to give ya fever Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade We give ya fever Fever 'til ya live and learn Fever! Till ya sizzle But what a lovely way to burn... |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
Rape!
Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks! Do the hammer lock! Do the hammer lock, you turkey necks! Everybody's doing it! Do the eye gouge! Do the eye gouge! Now do the eye gouge, you turkey necks! Now do the eye gouge! Do the eye gouge you, turkey necks! Everybody's doing it! All right, you turkey necks! I wanna teach you how to do the Crusher! And if you don't learn it now, I'm gonna getcha in the ring! Now first you take your fist, And you put it on your waist, Then you squeeze your partner's head Until she's blue in the face! Yeah do the crusher! Do the crusher! Do the crusher, you turkey necks! Do the crusher! Do the crusher, you turkey necks! Everybodys doing it! |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
My Daddy drives a UFO
Drops me off and then he goes Leaves me on this mystery plane But he'll be back for me again Oh, Oh yes he will Yeah! Now I just can't identify With this world so I don't try Square pegs don't fit in round holes And I can't fit into these clothes No My daddy's unidentified My mom says I just appeared inside Looks like a case of hit and run But off the record it's no fun No, no, no fun No! My daddy he'll come back again And take me from this mystery plane And maybe if I go real slow He'll let me drive his UFO, Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Boy My Daddy drives a UFO My Daddy drives a UFO My Daddy drives a UFO U F O |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
Let me give you some advice
Don't eat stuff off the sidewalk Don't eat stuff off the sidewalk You don't need it So don't eat it No don't eat stuff off the sidewalk No matter how good it looks You better go by the book Leave it there Don't you dare Eat stuff off the sidewalk No don't eat stuff out of garbage either or you know what'll happen to you? It's true you don't need no money Ah but you'll sure look funny On your knees, begging please You better leave your mouth at home |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
At the Zombie Dance
Here's Ben and Betty They tap their toes But they don't get sweaty They don't give a damn They're done dead already At the Zombie Dance Nobody moves They tap their toes Yeah, wiggle their ears to get in the groove yeah They do 'The Boogaloo' at the Zombie Hall They write "BORN TO LOSE" On Zombie restroom wall The kinda life they choose Ain't life at all At the Zombie Dance Nobody moves They tap their toes Yeah, wiggle their ears to get in the groove yeah (move!) Everybody calm down Nobody blow their cool Nobody hang around Zombie dancing school They do the swim face-down In the Zombie pool At the Zombie Dance Nobody moves They tap their toes Yeah, wiggle their ears to get in the groove yeah At the Zombie Dance Nobody moves yeah |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
Aahh, uhh, let's go!
Press your lips to mine And whisper I love you Gotta have chance that lasts We've got a lot to do Don't hesitate I can't wait Love me You set my soul on fire Every muscle in my body's burning with desire Baby kiss me do Make me know you're mine Love me with desire Oh honey, this is fine Don't hesitate, I can't wait Love me You set my soul on fire Every muscle in my body's burning with desire (?) Got to make you mine We've got a little time Don't hesitate, I can't wait Love me Love me Love me Love me |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
I've got a black skin suit
Alligator shoes Now I found success And I paid my dues Well everything is fine But I can't find my mind I've got a crystal ball And a divining rod Magnifying glass And a pack of dogs I looked up my sign But I can't find my mind I called the law Hired a private eye Turned in an APB With the FBI No matter what I do I still can't find a clue That's right I don't know what to think I've looked every place Where is the missing link ? That was behind my face ? There's only one thing to do |
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from The Cramps - Songs The Lord Taught Us / Off The Bone / Psychedelic Jungle (2000)
Some folks like water,
Some folks like wine, But I like a taste, Of straight strychnine, You may think it's funny, That I like this stuff, But once you've tried it, You can't get enough, The wine is red, And poison is blue, Strychnine is good, Oh what's a ??? to you, The wine is red, And poison is blue, Strychnine is good, Oh what's a ??? to you, oh oh oh If you listen to what I say, And you try strychnine someday, Make you choke, It'll make you shout, Illegal, and knock you high, Some folks like water, Some folks like wine, But I like the taste, Of straight strychnine, Strychnine(ay ay) Strychnine(ay ay) Strychnine(ay ay) Strychnine(ay ay) |
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