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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Well outside my window there's a
Whole lot of trouble comin' The cartoon killers and the Rag cover clones Stack heals kickin' rhythm Of social circumcision Can't close the closet on a Shoe box full of bones come on uh A kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch Collecting back her favors 'cause her well is running dry I know her act is terminal but she ain't gonna die no Slim intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch Is always in a circle with his part time pooch Little creepy's playing dollies on the New York rain Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife Ooh the pain I ain't seen the sun since I don't know when The freaks come out at nine and it's twenty to ten What's this funk that you call junk To me it's just monkey business get back Blind man in the box that will probably die The village kids laugh as they walk by A psycho is on the edge of this human garbage dump And the vultures in the sewers are telling him to jump Into the fire from the frying pan Tripping on his tongue for a cool place to stand Where's this shade that you've got it made To me it's just monkey business Monkey business Slippin' on the track Monkey business Jungle in black Ain't your business If I got no monkey on my back Monkey business Slippin' on the track Monkey business Jungle in black Ain't your business If I got no monkey on my back The Vaseline gypsies and the silicone souls dressed to the society The hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis can't get you by that monkey monkey monkey Monkey business Slippin' on the track Monkey business Jungle in black Ain't your business If I got no monkey on my back Monkey business Slippin' on the track Monkey business Jungle in black Ain't your business If I got no monkey on my back Monkey business You can't tell me I've got the business No monkey on my back Monkey bizness ness a business Don't give me your business boy |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
You got me forced to crack my lids in two
I'm still stuck inside the rubber room I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind I'm just another gear in the assembly line-oh no the noose gets tighter around my throat But I ain't at hte end of my rope 'cause I won't be the one left behind Can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down the rat racial slime Can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Get it? A routine injection, a lethal dose But my day in the sun ain't even close There's no need to waste your prayers on me You better mark my word 'cause I'm history Yes indeed You might beg for mercy to get by But I'd rather tear this yhorn from my side I won't be the one left behind You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down thw rat racial slime You can't be king fo the world If you're slave to the grind They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick They tore my intentions apart brick by brick I'm sick of the jive You talk verbal insecticide They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick They tore my intention apart brick by brick I'm sick of the jive You talk verbal insecticide I won't be the one left behind You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down the rat racial slime You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind I said slave to the grind Slave to the grind Slave to the grind |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
I've been convicted with and without reason
Tarred and feathered like a piper on a killing spree And felt the anger of generations And been a target for the cheap shots of authority So you think you cut me down to size Well there's something you should realize It's gonna take more than a break in the law To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball CHORUS Won't beg, won't bleed The end of sacrifice is a threat to society Hard line, you'll see Once you've made a mark, you've made a threat to society I wasn't put here to be treated Like some disease you hoped would go away if left alone You can sweep me under the carpet But I'll still infect your need to use me as a steppin' stone So you think you cut me down to ize Well there's something you should realize It's gonna take more than a break in the law To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball CHORUS So you think you cut me down to size Well there's something you should realize It's gonna take more than a break in the law To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
She caught the melting sky
it burned but still the winter passes by and by to the other side a slow paradise of wind that blows through threes that wilted with the season's children are we saved by the words of bastard saints do we live in fear of faith tell me now who's behind the rain a maze of tangled grace the symptoms of for real are crumbling from embrace but still we chase ... the shadows of belief and new religion clouds our visions of the roots of our souls are we ashamed of our own fate or play the fool for our own sake tell me who's behind the rain what do we need where do we go when we get where we don't know why should we doubt the virgin white of fallen snow when faith's our shelter from the cold quicksand jesus I'm so far away without you quicksand jesus I'm so far away without you quicksand jesus I'm so far away without you quicksand jesus I need you quicksand jesus I believe you quicksand jesus I'm so far away |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Check out Clementine Cleanin' needles in her wine face
down in her one-eyed world With her brain-dead valentine She'll be your zombie, your livin' dead Her sweet corruption It's gonna make you, gonna break you Ohh yeah, she said... CHORUS Haunt my house of pain And feel my psycho love We'll shine and pray for rain To heal my psycho love Legs at ten and two Chain her down that's what you do King Tut and snake-eyed slut In the pink but screamin' blue I'll taste you crazy, you smell insane I'm just another ghost Inside your spirits hall of fame CHORUS As the warm smooth soul Chases through the cold silence of a body A body of touch not feel One question is she a stone in the devil's garden Or a speck in an angel's dust Ashes to ashes And lust to lust She'll teach you true love Watchin' you turn blue love She'll wrap you in a chokehold And suck your spirit dry |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Your jokes ain't funny and there's nothin' you say that I wanna hear
The sound of the door slammin' your ass out is music to my ears If I can't beat you then I m gonna beat you to a pulp So can the TV rays and take my tonsil glaze right down your throat You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo No need to whimper no need to shout This party s over so get the fuck out Get the fuck out Well I puke I stink bitch get me a drink 'cause I m payin' for the room I ain't buying you breakfast so keep your mouth busy and wrap your lips all around my attitiude Take a walk with me with your triple double Ds and your 40 foot do Why you walkin' funny you must have spent some time with the boys in the crew You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo No need to whimper no need to shout This party s over so get the fuck out Get the fuck out The morning's comin' in and this is my bed If I find you here when I wake up The maid is gonna find me dead. You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo No need to whimper no need to shout This party s over so get the fuck out Get the fuck out Get the fuck out Get the fuck out |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Turn on the TV
'cause I got nowhere to go Seems that there's a little trouble down in Mexico A 13 year old boy robs a store so he can eat And they got him doing time while killers walk the streets A hungry politician is the wolf that's at the door Hell bent on submission and feedin on the poor We could stare into the sun if we would open up our eyes But we paint ourselves into a corner colored in white lies Busted on a rockpile getting dusted in the heat Shackled to the system and draggin' my feet I'm riding on a break down another white knuckled shake down Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang I'm riding on a breakdown a suicidal shake down Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang A con man's intuition can wash your sins away Send your contribution and he'll save your soul today What can he know has he been through hell and back He takes the cash and drives it home in a brand new Cadillac Spitting at the guard dog burning in his wicked deal Screamin' down the railroad with no one at the wheel I'm riding on a breakdown another white knuckled shake down Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang I'm riding on a break down a suicidal shake down Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang Faith healin' superstition Cold blooded criminal mind Getting off on high position Hey brother can you spare a dime To get me off this slaughter line I'm riding on a break down another white knuckled shake down Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang I'm riding on a breakdown a suicidal shake down Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang I'm riding on a break down another white knuckled shake down Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang I'm riding on a breakdown a suicidal shake down Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Zoned out afternoon
Let's catch "who's on top of who" Tell it like it is 'cause it isn't anyway Much to my surprise I caught it right between the thighs My sweet little sister was layin' me away My jaw dropped dead to the table She put my cool in shock Crack kills and blood spills baby But psychos, dykes and transvestites Are on the choppin' block CHORUS Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow Out on, spillin' my guts on the news Oh no, I caught my woman on the creepshow Hit me with a shovel 'cause I can't believe that I dug you She filled my boots with lead was it something that I said A picture paints a thousand ugly words Baby's acting tough check out my fisticuffs That's just what she deserves I can't flip from the station Can't unplug what's done Her six-foot-deep temptation She nicked my shin, and then kicked me in, And then she buried me for fun CHORUS My jaw dropped dead to the table She put my cool in shock Crack kills and blood spills baby But psychos, dykes and transvestites Are on the choppin' block |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
In a darkened room beyond the reach of God's faith
신에대한 믿음의 손길에서조차 벗어난 어두운 방에 Lies the wounded, the shattered remains of love 상처받고 깨져버린 사랑의 잔재가 남아있어 Betrayed and the innocence of a child is bought 배신당하고 and sold in the name of the damned 아이의 순수함까지도 *랄같은 것에 의해 사고 팔리고 The rage of the angels left silent and cold 천사들의 분노도 적막하고 차갑게 내버려졌어 Forgive me please for I know not what I do 제발 나를 용서해줘... 내가 뭘 잘못했는지 아니까 How can I keep inside the hurt 그 상처를 어떻게 가슴 속에 숨길수있는지 I know is true 그게 진실인걸 알아 CHORUS Tell me when the kiss of love becomes a lie That bears the scar of sin too deep to hide behind this fear of running unto you 사랑의 키스가 너에게 다시 돌아가는데 대한 공포뒤에 숨기기조차 힘든 죄의 상처를 거짓으로 만들때...내게 말해줘 Please let there be light in a darkened room 제발 그 어두운 방에 불을 비쳐줘 All the precious times have been put to rest again 그 모든 소중한 시간들이 다시 거기서 쉴수 있게 And the smile of the dawn brings tainted lust 새벽의 미소가 더러워진 욕망을 불러오고있어... singing my requiem 나의 진혼곡을 부르면서... Can I face the day when I'm tortured in my trust 이렇게 내 믿음 안에서 고통받는 내가 햇살을 마주할수있을까? And watch it crystallize while my salvation it crumbles to dust 또 내 영혼의 구원이 먼지조각으로 부스러질때 그 햇살이 찬란하게 빛나는걸 볼수있을까? Why can't I steer the ship before it hits the storm 왜 난 배가 폭풍을 만나기 전에 피해서갈수는 없을까? I've fallen to the sea but still I swim for shore 난 바다에 빠뜨려졌지만 아직도 난 해변을 향해서 수영하지 CHORUS 코러스 반복 |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
We stand accused but you lie
Varicose-veined finger prejudiced evil mind The young get stronger free living fast But you're a sapsucker. You ain't gonna last Your twisted mouths feed the minds of babies Taught from birth it's crime that pays One man's fortune is another man's pain But that's how you play the game CHORUS I ain't the child of your disgrace You're mudkickin' into my face I've healed the wounds, been crucified Mudkicker kick Ha! Here's mud in your eye Ladies and gentlemen and members of the jury All rise, 'cause here comes the boss He's your big brother the silver tongued doublecross His collar starched white, big black briefcase held tight It holds the power to your demise The corporation blue sedan Behind the wheel Mr. Business man He thinks he's got the upper hand But he misunderstands CHORUS Your prestige is clear as day But I can scrape the sewer bilge and see the same The young get stronger, free living fast But your a sapsucker you ain't gonna last CHORUS Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down Mudkicker kickin' me all around Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down Mudkicker kick, Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down Mudkicker kickin' me all around I said, Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down Mudkicker kick, I don't fuck around, no |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
You and I together in our lives
Scared ties would never fray Then why can I let myself tell lies And watch you die every day I think back to the times When dreams were what mattered Tough talking youth naivete You said you never let me down But the horse stampedes and rages In the name of desperation Is it all just wasted time Can you look at yourself When you think of what You left behind Is it all just wasted time Can you live with yourself When you think of what You left behind Paranoid delusions they haunt you where's my friend I used to know He's all alone He's buried deep within a carcass Searching for a soul Can you feel me inside your heart As it's bleeding Why can't you believe you can't be loved I hear you scream in agony And the horse stampedes and rages In the name of desperation Is it all just wasted time Can you look at yourself When you think of what You left behind Is it all just wasted time Can you live with yourself When you think of what You left behind You said you never let me down But the horse stampedes it rages In the name of desperation Is it all just wasted time Can you look at yourself When you think of what You left behind Is it all just wasted time Can you live with yourself When you think of what You left behind The sun will rise again The earth will turn to sand Creation's colors seem to fade to grey And you'll see the ickly hands of time Will write your final rhyme And end a memory I never thought you'd let it get this far boy I never thought you'd let it get this far boy I never thought you'd let it get this far boy I never thought you'd let it get this far boy |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
Sailing ships go through my mind
Past wreckage on the way Glory seekers fall in line Getting closer Summer laugh, some will cry What will summer bring! Some will take her by the reins And ride the suffering *On a carousel through my yesterdays Doubt sees the obstacles Faith sees the way (x2) **All the ways you kill me They've begun to thrill me Nothing there fulfills my firesign Brotherhood betrayal, Sabotage to no avail Nothing there can kill my firesign Beaten, burned , I'll take the fall And get up right in your face Walk all over what I believe But I'm still here, you disappear Without a trace No need to follow, no need to lead No need to beg or borrow I just need to be me *Repeat (x2) **Repeat (x2) |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Beings On Tour [live] (1998)
You got me forced to crack my lids in two I'm still stuck inside the rubber room I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind I'm just another gear in the assembly line-oh no The noose gets tighter around my throat But I ain't at the end of my rope CHORUS 'Cause I won't be the one left behind Can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down the rat racial slime Can't be king of the world if you're slave to the grind. Get it? A routine injection, a lethal dose But my day in the sun ain't even close There's no need to waste your prayers on me You better mark my words 'cause I'm history. Yes indeed You might beg for mercy to get by But I'd rather tear this thorn from my side CHORUS They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick They tore my intentions apart brick by brick I'm sick of the jive You talk verbal insecticide CHORUS I said slave to the grind Slave to the grind Slave to the grind |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Beings On Tour [live] (1998)
Feelin' like we're ready to kick tonight
No hesitatin', bodies aching Lookin' for some action, satisfaction alright Chargin' vein pace as active as one hundered solid proof Megaton leviathan load ready to hit the roof You better watch out and hold on tight We're headin' your way like dynamite Deliverin' the goods Shake down rockin' boys Crack that whip strap mean Pulse rave air waves Vitalizin' every place we've been Stealin' your hearts all across the land Hot blood, doin' good We're gonna burn you with our brand You better watch out and hold on tight We're headin' your way like dynamite Deliverin' the goods Oh, we don't pull no punches We aim where the crunch is Bound to do the most damage to your brain If you're lookin' for it mellow You're nothin' more than yellow Gonna do it again and again We'll beat you to submission So you might as well surrender You gotta learn your lesson 'Cuz there ain't nobody here to defend ya Faster, higher Till it seems that we're gonna break Shootin', further Givin' more than you're ever gonna take Leavin', your heads Crashed out on the floor Beggin' for mercy Be careful or we'll do it some more You better watch out and hold on tight We're headin' your way like dynamite Deliverin' the goods |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Beings On Tour [live] (1998)
Give me a minute 'cause I'm wrapped in superstition Pour me a chemical to take away the edge Don't make up anything that's breaking all your fingers Just slap around a bit of what it takes to pledge Carry out another stone as a slave Ask general-know-it-all "Who's juggling the earth?" Tease all the natives that will walk across your grave And shove aside your nation all for what it's worth (Chorus) Beat yourself blind (Repeat 6x) An open eyes and a closed mind Look at the suit in suspended animation A faded outline that used to be a man A piece of paper that's fallen out a window Has got a better chance to know where it will land (Repeat Chorus) To bleed in vain, to bleed in vain--under my eyes are painted skies Down at the boneyard, they're diggin' up the relics Handfuls of parasites thrown into machines I got the phone call they're tearin' down the mission The zombies had a ball, but don't know what it means Beat yourself blind |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Beings On Tour [live] (1998)
Psycho Therapy Psycho Therapy Psycho Therapy That's what they wanna give me Psycho Therapy Psycho Therapy Psycho Therapy All they wanna give me I am a teenage schizoid The one your parents despise Psycho Therapy Now i got glowing eyes I am a teenage schizoid Pranks and muggings are fun Psycho Therapy Gonna kill someone Psycho Therapy Psycho Therapy I like takin' Tuinal It keeps me edgy and mean I am a teenage schizoid I am a teenage dope fiend I am a kid in the nut house I am a kid in a psycho zone Psycho Therapy I?m gona burglarize your home Psycho Therapy Psycho Therapy |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Beings On Tour [live] (1998)
I never wanted to be President 'Cause it's nothing but an ego trip, yeah I didn't want your education 'cause it's nothin' but a pile of shit You bore me to death so shut up for God's sake CHORUS Stop readin' me the riot act While my brains are still intact You say it's raining, but you're pissin' down my back So stop readin' me the riot act I couldn't listen to a word you said This goin' nowhere thing is wearin' thin When your sex, your drugs and your valedic' Is just the spit I wipe off my chin I'd rather go nowhere than not know where it's at CHORUS I never wanted to be President 'Cause it's nothin' but an ego trip, yeah I didn't want you education 'Cause it's nothin' but a pile of shit You bore me to death so shut up for God's sake CHORUS The riot act |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Beings On Tour [live] (1998)
Outside my window there's a
Whole lot of trouble comin' The cartoon killers and the Rag cover clones Stack heals kickin' rhythm Of social circumcision Can't close the closet on a Shoe box full of bones Kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch Collecting back her favors 'cause her well is running dry I know her act is terminal, But she ain't gonna die Slim Intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch Little creepy's playing dollies on the New York rain Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife Ooh the pain I ain't seen the sun since I don't know when The freaks come out at nine And it's twenty to ten What's this funk That you ucall junk To me it's just monkey business Blind man in the box that will probably die The village kids laugh as they waalk by A psycho is on the edge of this human garbage dump And the vultures in the sewers are telling Him to jump Into the fire from the frying pan Tripping on his tongue For a cool place to stand Where's this shaade That you've got it made To me it's just monkey business CHORUS Monkey business Slippin' on the track Monkey business Jungle in black Ain't your business if I got No monkey on my back CHORUS The Vaseline gypsies and the silicone souls Dressed to the society Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis Can't get you by that monkey CHORUS |
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from Hit Breakers Vol. 1 (0000)
Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone.
Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone. Just barely got out of school, came from the edge of town. Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down. He had no money, oooh no good at home. He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone And now it's 18 and life You got it 18 and life you know Your crime is time and it's 18 and life to go (repeat above) Tequila in his heartbeat, His veins burned gasoline. It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean. They say he loved adventure, "Ricky's the wild one." He married trouble and had a courtship with a gun. Bang Bang Shoot 'em up, The party never ends. You can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend And now it's chorus "Accidents will happen" they all heard Ricky say He fired his six-shot to the wind that blew a child away. chorus 18세의 삶 릭키는 젊은 청년이죠 그는 돌같은 심장을 가졌어요 그는 아침 9시부터 오후5시까지 뼈빠지게 일했어요 학교를 가까스로 졸업한 변두리 출신 싸움도 끝내줘요 그래서 아무도 싸움을 못말리죠 그는 돈도,집도 없어요 길을 걷다가 군인과 싸우기도 하지요 홀로 외로이 그리고 이젠.. ** 18세의 삶,그것이 네가 가진 모든 것 18세의 삶,넌 알고 있지 너의 죄는 시간과 18세의 삶 그리고 삶은 그렇게 가는 것이라는 걸 데킬라를 마신 몸은 달아오르고 그의 동맥은 가솔린으로 타 버렸죠 그는 그의 오토바이를 타고 달리죠 그러나 오토바이는 그를 결코 순하게 만들지 않아요 그들은 말하죠 그 애는 모험을 좋아한다고 "리키는 사나운 놈이지요" 그는 골치거리와 결혼을 하고 총에게 구혼을 했죠 빵,빵하고 공중에 총을 쏘기도하고 그 파티는 결코 끝이 나질 않아요 당신은 죽음이라는 것을 생각하지 못할거예요 술병이 당신의 가장 친한 친구일 때 그리고 이제... "사고가 날거예요" 그들은 리키가 하는 말을 들었죠 그는 허공에 대고 여섯발을 쏘았는데 친구를 쏘아 버린 거지요 |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
I never wanted to be President 'Cause it's nothing but an ego trip, yeah I didn't want your education 'cause it's nothin' but a pile of shit You bore me to death so shut up for God's sake CHORUS Stop readin' me the riot act While my brains are still intact You say it's raining, but you're pissin' down my back So stop readin' me the riot act I couldn't listen to a word you said This goin' nowhere thing is wearin' thin When your sex, your drugs and your valedic' Is just the spit I wipe off my chin I'd rather go nowhere than not know where it's at CHORUS I never wanted to be President 'Cause it's nothin' but an ego trip, yeah I didn't want you education 'Cause it's nothin' but a pile of shit You bore me to death so shut up for God's sake CHORUS The riot act |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
She was a ballerina on a subway train
Stiletto heels and a candy cane Looked like a number on a station wall Hot on the tail of a social call I wet my lips I thought I had it made Like Valentino with a hand grenade I made my move with my libido on She circled once and then she dropped the bomb She got the big guns Pointed at my heart Bang bang shooting like a firing squad Big guns Blew me away And I went down in flames I met a sidewalk preacher on a roller skate He said he had the key to heaven's gate I said "I'll wait for the movie 'cause I been there before" And learned like is a battle and love is war She got the big guns Pointed at my heart Bang bang shooting like a firing squad Big guns Took me by surprise She got my lovin' reachin' for the sky She got the big guns Pointed at my heart Bang bang shooting like a firing squad Big guns Blew me away And I went down in flames I'm doing time as a back seat Romeo Play solitaire with my hands in the air Another night and no bullets to spare She got the big guns Pointed at my heart Bang bang shooting like a firing squad Big guns Took me by surprise She got my lovin' reachin' for the sky She got the big guns Pointed at my heart Bang bang shooting like a firing squad Big guns Blew me away And I went down in flames Big guns (Big guns) Big guns, blew me away And I went down in flames Big guns, big guns She really, really got the big guns She shot me down in flames |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
She blew my mind behind the wrecking machine
She was a shitload of trouble called the Subway Queen Had a hip with bad habits and a shake that was a bit obscene One night I caught her running out the cellar door There was about a million people lying flat on the floor For such a sweet little lady I would swear she's rotten to the core She got her hands in the cookie jar Smiling like an alligator Makin' headlines in the back of her car Tight-lipped now but sink ships later I know a thing or two about sweet little sister Her mama kill her if she knew what she do sweet little sister She'll love ya black and blue sweet little sister Mona Lisa with a new tattoo She's my sweet little sweet little sister Every quittin' time is another disease Too many cowboys ridin' high shootin' low at the knees The back hand boogie is the price you pay for being the squeeze The pettin's getting heavy got her tongue in her ear her friend is doing time for kickin' ass on a queer They're in a mental state and all their friends are here She's tellin' lies through her burgundy lips Angel on a mission of mercy She'll get you dancin' with the crack of her whip Take you up to heaven in her rocket ship I know a thing or two about sweet little sister Her mama kill her if she knew what she do sweet little sister She'll love ya black and blue sweet little sister Mona Lisa with a new tattoo She's my sweet little sweet little sister She got her hands in the cookie jar smiling like an alligator Makin' headlines in the back of her car Tight-lipped now but sink ships later I know a thing or two about sweet little sister Her mama kill her if she knew what she do sweet little sister She'll love ya black and blue sweet little sister Mona Lisa with a new tattoo She's my sweet little sweet little sister |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
Fall in love with a twisted lady
Suicide with a cover girl Spent all your time then you got stuck paying the price Uptown, kick it down, into a spin Face the wall, take it all, you just can't win *Can't stand the heartache So bleeds the red, red rose Time heals a broken heart But that's just the way it goes Can't stand, can't stand the heartache You got caught in the line of fire Bystander innocence You held your own till it wasn't yours anymore Waste away another day into the night You're at home by the phone, it don't seem right *repeat You held me like a prisoner And I don't know Why I stayed here from the start Uptown, run me down under your wheels I pray, one day, you'll know how it feels *repeat |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
Sleazin' in the city
Lookin' for a fight Got my heels and lookin' pretty On a Saturday night, night, night Good God, bless my soul I need a fix of rock 'n roll Come on baby you gotta wait and see You better hurry To get a piece of me Caught a lonely lady Crying on a cigarette I got nasty, nasty habits And that's all she's gonna get One for the money, two for the show So 'round and 'round and 'round we go Take a look at what-a you might need You better hurry To get a piece of me I don't have looks, I don't have money But I know one thing's for sure One night ain't enough of my love She wanted more, more, more Sleazin' in the city Lookin' for a fight Got my heels and lookin' pretty On a Saturday night, night, night One for the money, two for the show So 'round and 'round and 'round we go Take a look at what-a you might need You better hurry To get a piece of me To get a piece of me To get a piece of me |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone.
Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone. Just barely got out of school, came from the edge of town. Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down. He had no money, oooh no good at home. He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone And now it's *18 and life You got it 18 and life you know Your crime is time and it's 18 and life to go 18 and life You got it 18 and life you know Your crime is time and it's 18 and life to go Tequila in his heartbeat, His veins burned gasoline. It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean. They say he loved adventure, "Ricky's the wild one." He married trouble and had a courtship with a gun. Bang Bang Shoot 'em up, The party never ends. You can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend And now it's *Repeat "Accidents will happen" they all heard Ricky say He fired his six-shot to the wind that blew a child away. *Repeat |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
Tricky little Vicky walks along South Street
She learned her French from the boys that she'd meet I gotta laugh when I hear them say She's a sweet little cheese when the cat's away I know what you been trying What you got ain't worth buying Can't make living working door to door *Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake Boom, boom baby out go the lights Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake Staying up late doing the rattlesnake shake Juicy Miss Lucy always diggin' on junk She's on the corner talkin' trash with the punks Her buried treasure is so easy to see 'Cause talk is cheap and so is she You're lost in search of passion (But) Prince Charming ain't in fashion So let it bleed if you wanna stay *repeat |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
Since I was born they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town I Never played by the rules I never really cared My nasty reputation takes me everywhere I look and see it's not only me So many others have stood where I stand We are the young so raise your hands They call us problem child We spend our lives on trial We walk an endless mile We are the youth gone wild We stand and we won't fall We're the one and one for all The writing's on the wall We are the youth gone wild Boss screamin' in my ear about who I'm supposed to be Getcha a 3-piece Wall Street smile and son you'll look just like me I said "Hey man, there's something that you oughta know. I tell ya Park Avenue leads to Skid Row." I look and see it's not only me We're standin' tall ain't never a doubt We are the young, so shout it out They call us problem child We spend our lives on trial We walk an endless mile We are the youth gone wild We stand and we won't fall We're the one and one for all The writing's on the wall We are the youth gone wild |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
Six foot one and lonely
Dressed in spaghetti rags Standing at the bus stop With her alligator bags What can u do? No, no, no, what can I do I better see a doctor 'Cause I think I'm getting hooked on you I ain't much for talkin' But all I got to say is *Here I am Close your eyes and I'll be Superman Here I am Come and take my lovin' while you can She broke a million hearts On 2nd Avenue With her German cigarettes And designer attitude What can u do? No, no, no, what can I do My love's been goin' blind Since the first time I laid eyes on you Ain't much for conversation But I got to let you know *repeat You don't need a crystal ball To see she's got it all *repeat |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
T-bone Billy just a singin' the blues
Caught his lady with another man Lit up a smoke and did some talkin' With the back of his hand She started shakin' started losing her mind But he was kicking back and playing it cool Signed her walkin' papers Took the 5:15 to Kalamazoo Sing for your supper Nobody rides for free Eat your heart out I'll send it C.O.D. *One, two baby what you do Three four let me show you the door You're better off dead than makin a mess of me Five six take your last licks Seven eight let me give it to you straight You're better off dead than makin a mess of me Now Billy-boy's out havin a ball playin' fiddle at the local bar Dark shades cool kicks he's Hollywood Blvd Slick Daddy and his fat cigar sayin' Sign upon the dotted line He shook his head and said All I need is that fiddle of mine Sing for your supper Nobody rides for free Take your big time I'll take care of me *repeat When trouble came knockin' Billy kep-a-rockin' like this Sing for your supper Nobody rides for free Eat your heart out I'll send it C.O.D. *repeat |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
Woke up to the sound of pouring rain
The wind would whisper and I'd think of you And all the tears you cried, that called my name And when you needed me I came through I paint a picture of the days gone by When love went blind and you would make me see I'd stare a lifetime into your eyes So that I knew you were there for me Time after time you were there for me Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you We spend the summer with the top rolled down Wished ever after would be like this You said I love you babe, without a sound I said I'd give my life for just one kiss I'd live for your smile and die for your kiss Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you We've had our share of hard times But that's the price we paid And through it all we kept the promise that we made I swear you'll never be lonely Woke up to the sound of pouring rain Washed away a dream of you But nothing else could ever take you away 'Cause you'll always be my dream come true Oh my darling, I love you Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you |
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from Skid Row - Skid Row (1989)
The night approaches, after dark you have no chance
Ooh, when moonlight takes the sky, you'll feel my dark romance I'm on your footsteps and I wait behind your back I spread like fire upon the streets I'm ready to attack I'm the only thing you need Upon your love I feed *When the clock strikes midnite I'm on the prowl of love When the clock strikes midnite The time is right to call you out When I'm feeling wicked and my blood is running hot Electric is my touch baby you don't know what you've got Only in the evening at night I come alive So try to keep your passion deep I need it to survive I'm the only thing you need Upon your love I feed *repeat |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Your jokes ain't funny and there's nothin' you say that I wanna hear
The sound of the door slammin' your ass out is music to my ears If I can't beat you then I m gonna beat you to a pulp So can the TV rays and take my tonsil glaze right down your throat You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo No need to whimper no need to shout This party s over so get the fuck out Get the fuck out Well I puke I stink bitch get me a drink 'cause I m payin' for the room I ain't buying you breakfast so keep your mouth busy and wrap your lips all around my attitiude Take a walk with me with your triple double Ds and your 40 foot do Why you walkin' funny you must have spent some time with the boys in the crew You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo No need to whimper no need to shout This party s over so get the fuck out Get the fuck out The morning's comin' in and this is my bed If I find you here when I wake up The maid is gonna find me dead. You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo No need to whimper no need to shout This party s over so get the fuck out Get the fuck out Get the fuck out Get the fuck out |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
(Rachel Bolan/Snake)
Outside my window there's a Whole lot of trouble comin' The cartoon killers and the Rag cover clones Stack heals kickin' rhythm Of social circumcision Can't close the closet on a Shoe box full of bones Kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch Collecting back her favors 'cause her well is running dry I know her act is terminal, But she ain't gonna die Slim Intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch Little creepy's playing dollies on the New York rain Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife Ooh the pain I ain't seen the sun since I don't know when The freaks come out at nine And it's twenty to ten What's this funk That you ucall junk To me it's just monkey business Blind man in the box that will probably die The village kids laugh as they waalk by A psycho is on the edge of this human garbage dump And the vultures in the sewers are telling Him to jump Into the fire from the frying pan Tripping on his tongue For a cool place to stand Where's this shaade That you've got it made To me it's just monkey business CHORUS Monkey business Slippin' on the track Monkey business Jungle in black Ain't your business if I got No monkey on my back CHORUS The Vaseline gypsies and the silicone souls Dressed to the society Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis Can't get you by that monkey CHORUS |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
slave to the grind - skid row
You got me forced to crack my lids in two I'm still stuck inside the rubber room I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind I'm just another gear in the assembly line-oh no the noose gets tighter around my throat But I ain't at hte end of my rope 'cause I won't be the one left behind Can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down the rat racial slime Can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Get it? A routine injection, a lethal dose But my day in the sun ain't even close There's no need to waste your prayers on me You better mark my word 'cause I'm history Yes indeed You might beg for mercy to get by But I'd rather tear this yhorn from my side I won't be the one left behind You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down thw rat racial slime You can't be king fo the world If you're slave to the grind They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick They tore my intentions apart brick by brick I'm sick of the jive You talk verbal insecticide They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick They tore my intention apart brick by brick I'm sick of the jive You talk verbal insecticide I won't be the one left behind You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down the rat racial slime You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind I said slave to the grind Slave to the grind Slave to the grind |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
I've been convicted with and without reason
Tarred and feathered like a piper on a killing spree And felt the anger of generations And been a target for the cheap shots of authority So you think you cut me down to size Well there's something you should realize It's gonna take more than a break in the law To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball CHORUS Won't beg, won't bleed The end of sacrifice is a threat to society Hard line, you'll see Once you've made a mark, you've made a threat to society I wasn't put here to be treated Like some disease you hoped would go away if left alone You can sweep me under the carpet But I'll still infect your need to use me as a steppin' stone So you think you cut me down to size Well there's something you should realize It's gonna take more than a break in the law To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball CHORUS So you think you cut me down to size Well there's something you should realize It's gonna take more than a break in the law To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
She caught the melting sky
It burned but still the winter passes by and by to the other side A slow parade of wind that blows through trees that wilted with the season's children Are we saved by the words of bastard saints Do we live in fear or faith Tell me now who's behind the rain A maze of tangled grace The symptoms of 'for real' are crumbling from embrace But still we chase the shadows of belief And new religion clouds our visions of the roots of our souls Are we ashamed of our own fate Or play the fool for our own sake Tell me who's behind the rain What do we need, where do we go When we get where we don't know Why should we doubt the virgin white of fallen snow When faith's our shelter from the cold Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away without you Quicksand Jesus I need you Quicksand Jesus I believe you Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Check out Clementine cleanin' needles in her wine
Face down in her one-eyed world with her brain-dead valentine She'll be your zombie, your livin' dead Her sweet corruption; it's gonna make you, gonna break you Ohh yeah, she said... CHORUS Haunt my house of pain and feel my psycho love We'll shine and pray for rain to heal my psycho love Legs at ten and two, chain her down, that's what you do King Tut and snake- eyed slut in the pink but screamin' blue I'll taste you crazy, you smell insane I'm just another ghost inside your spirits hall of fame CHORUS As the warm smooth soul chases through the cold silence of a body A body of touch not feel One question, is she a stone in the devil's garden Or a speck in an angel's dust? Ashes to ashes and lust to lust She'll teach you true love watchin' you turn blue love She'll wrap you in a chokehold and suck your spirit dry |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Suzi got an Uzi what a beautiful bride
That's where the trouble began Will there be any objection or a bloody resurrection? It's only up to Suzanne A load of ammunition in her hand CHORUS She had 'em laughin' in the aisles Venus Dee in the critical file She wasn't there to pray The killing joke had 'em laughin' all the way All the way, all the way to beggar's day She vowed to take 'em any way she can All the way, all the way to beggar's day Her jealous claim to fame has come Now, all you beggars pay Adam's in the chapel and he's swallowing his apple Wearing out his ball and chain But things were gettin' shady when the honorable maidy Broke out the forty caliber rain No no no no no no no no CHORUS |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Turn on the TV, 'cause I got nowhere to go
Seems that there's a little trouble down in Mexico A 13-year-old boy robs a store so he can eat And they got him doing time while killers walk the streets A hungry politician is the wolf that's at the door Hell-bent on submission and feedin' on the poor We could stare into the sun if we would open up our eyes But we paint ourselves into a corner colored in white lies Busted on the rockpile, getting dusted in the heat Shackled to the system, and draggin' my feet CHORUS I'm riding on a breakdown Another whiteknuckled shakedown Feels like I'm livin' on a chain gang I'm riding on a breakdown A suicidal shakedown Feels like I'm on a chain gang A con man's intuition can wash your sins away Send your contribution and he'll save your soul today What can he know, has he been through hell and back He takes the cash and drives it home in a brand new Cadillac Spitting at the guard dog, burning in his wicked deal Screamin' down the railroad with no one at the wheel CHORUS Faith healin' superstition Cold-blooded criminal mind Getting off on high position Hey brother can you spare a dime To get me off this slaughter line CHORUS |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
Zoned out afternoon
Let's catch "who's on top of who" Tell it like it is 'cause it isn't anyway Much to my surprise I caught it right between the thighs My sweet little sister was layin' me away My jaw dropped dead to the table She put my cool in shock Crack kills and blood spills baby But psychos, dykes and transvestites Are on the choppin' block CHORUS Oh no, I saw my baby on the creepshow Out on, spillin' my guts on the news Oh no, I caught my woman on the creepshow Hit me with a shovel 'cause I can't believe that I dug you She filled my boots with lead was it something that I said A picture paints a thousand ugly words Baby's acting tough check out my fisticuffs That's just what she deserves I can't flip from the station Can't unplug what's done Her six-foot-deep temptation She nicked my shin, and then kicked me in, And then she buried me for fun CHORUS My jaw dropped dead to the table She put my cool in shock Crack kills and blood spills baby But psychos, dykes and transvestites Are on the choppin' block |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
In a darkened room beyond the reach of God's faith
Lies the wounded, the shattered remains of love betrayed And the innocence of a child is bought and sold in the name of the damned The rage of the angels left silent and cold Forgive me please for I know not what I do How can I keep inside the hurt I know is true CHORUS Tell me when the kiss of love becomes a lie That bears the scar of sin too deep to hide behind this fear of running unto you Please let there be light in a darkened room All the precious times have been put to rest again And the smile of the dawn brings tainted lust singing my requiem Can I face the day when I'm tortured in my trust And watch it crystallize while my salvation it crumbles to dust Why can't I steer the ship before it hits the storm I've fallen to the sea but still I swim for shore CHORUS |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
I never wanted to be President
'cause it's nothin' but an ego trip, yeah I didn't want your education 'cause it's nothin' but a pile of shit you bore me to death so shut up for God's sake stop readin' me the riot act while my brains are still intact you say it's rainng, but you're pissin' down my back so stop readin' me the riot act I couldn't listen to a word you said this goin' nowhere thing is wearin' thin when your sex, your drug, and your vaild vic' is just the spit I wipe off my chin I'd rather go nowhere than not know where it's at I never wanted to be President 'cause it's nothin' but an ego trip, yeah I didn't want your education 'cause it's nothin' but a pile of shit you bore me to death so shut up for God's sake chorus again(x2) the riot act |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
We stand accused but you lie
Varicose-veined finger prejudiced evil mind The young get stronger free living fast But you're a sapsucker. You ain't gonna last Your twisted mouths feed the minds of babies Taught from birth it's crime that pays One man's fortune is another man's pain But that's how you play the game CHORUS I ain't the child of your disgrace You're mudkickin' into my face I've healed the wounds, been crucified Mudkicker kick Ha! Here's mud in your eye Ladies and gentlemen and members of the jury All rise, 'cause here comes the boss He's your big brother the silver tongued doublecross His collar starched white, big black briefcase held tight It holds the power to your demise The corporation blue sedan Behind the wheel Mr. Business man He thinks he's got the upper hand But he misunderstands CHORUS Your prestige is clear as day But I can scrape the sewer bilge and see the same The young get stronger, free living fast But your a sapsucker you ain't gonna last CHORUS Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down Mudkicker kickin' me all around Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down Mudkicker kick, Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down Mudkicker kickin' me all around I said, Mudkicker kick, kickin' me down Mudkicker kick, I don't fuck around, no |
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from Skid Row - Slave To The Grind (1991)
You and I together in our lives,
Sacred ties would never fray Then why can I let myself tell lies And watch you die every day I think back to the times when dreams were what mattered Tough talking youth naivete You said you'd never let me down But the horse stampedes and rages in the name of desperation Is it all just wasted time Can you look at yourself when you think of what you left behind Is it all just wasted time Can you live with yourself when you think of what you left behind Paranoid delusions they haunt you Where's my friend I used to know He's all alone. He's buried deep within a carcass searching for a soul Can you feel me inside your heart as it's bleeding Why can't you believe you can be loved I hear you scream in agony And the horse stampedes and rages in the name of desperation Is it all just wasted time Can you look at yourself when you think of what you left behind Is it all just wasted time Can you live with yourself when you think of what you left behind You said you never let me down But the horse stampedes, it rages in the name of desperation Is it all just wasted time Can you look at yourself when you think of what you left behind Is it all just wasted time Can you live with yourself when you think of what you left behind The sun will rise again The earth will turn to sand Creation's colors seem to fade to grey And you'll see the sickly hands of time will write your final rhyme And end a memory I never thought you'd let it get this far boy |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
Play the fence, one way you've gonna fall
Sometimes I don't know who you are at all Your opinion is something that you've got inside But I see the loyalty has up and died Your skeletons My skeletons Life is only getting shorter You can be my enemy and I don't care Keep throwin' stones at yourself Stories run in circles that have no end I hit on luck, then you bum me out again There's a way that you keep the truth in check Scratch the surface and treat it like a broken neck Keep the peace when face to face with the scene Got a hunch that ain't what you really mean Weather's fair. does that change where you stand? My back is turned and the knife is in your hand *Your genocide My genocide Life is only getting shorter You can be my enemy and I don't care Keep throwin' stones at yourself You can be my enemy and I don't care You try to hard and I can tell *Repeat |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
Is there a problem?
The laugh of the rich man Has got you crying poor Are you as heavy as hell in a handbag Or just a virgin whore? If the weight of the world is on your shoulders Then carry it for a day Do you cry for peace or peace of mind Is reality in the way? Enter the martyr out through the in door The savior has arrived? Is all your anger force of habit And keeping you alive? An empty shotgun shooting your mouth off Something's on your mind The cheap messiah of persecution Is alive and doing fine I won't leave if you stay, I don't buy what you say If you're a new God let me see a miracle I won't leave if you stay, I don't buy what you say I can't say that you're a fool, but if you're a new God let me see a miracle. |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
Give me a minute 'cause I'm wrapped in superstiton
Pour me a chemical to take away the edge Don't make up anything that's breaking all your fingers Just slap around a bit of what it takes to pledges Carry out another stone as a slave Ask general-know-it-all "Who's juggling the earth?" Tease all the natives that will walk across your grave And shove aside your nation all for what it's worth *Beat yourself blind (x6) An open eyes and a closed mind Look at the suit in suspended animation A faded outline that used be a man A piece of paper that's fallen out a window Has got a better chance to know where it will land *Repeat To bleed in vain, to bleed in vain Under my eyes are painted skies Down at the boneyard, they're diggin' up the relics Handfuls of parasites thrown into machines I got the phone call they're tearin' down the mission The zombies had a ball, but don't know what it means Beat yourself blind... |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
There are things we cannot see that hang
Within her sight There are people we won't remember that Dance with her at night *Eileen's calling me To sit awhile and talk to trees Eileen can't you see The songs you sing are scaring me Eileen, Eileen She romances with the moon Full and alone It's really a street light It's something we all know *Repeat |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
Shy a quarters headroom
I saw the Half-moon was burning down Play with your reflection 'cause And infection is going around Dive head-on into me, Dive head-on into me Dive head-on into me, Dive head-on into me Meet my neighbor's widow, a black and Bluedoe, she's up a tree Trip, the lightning spastic Captain Fantastic. The nineteen seventies Dive head-on into you, Dive head-on into you Dive head-on into you, Dive head-on into you Bury the news with the views from behind the door Rattle the bones with the drones at the Corner store--see them for myself Commies, kinks and masochists Weirdos, love and homicide Witches, freaks and 45s Kick a painted pony let the spinning wheel ride |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
Jesus knows my story, he knows the position that I'm in
A hooker knows the feeling to get fucked the way I've been Turn my insides out; your mouth drank my water *You look at me like I'm subhuman You talk to me like I'm subhuman You're treating me like I'm subhuman You're jumping into the subhuman race Brothers hear my story, but don't you take no pity out on me A soldier knows the feeling to get pushed out in a field Taking liberties; burned by your dictation *Repeat |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
As I stare into the fire
All my thoughts go up in flames Here I stare into the fire I'll be waiting on the rain The box I keep myself in, closes out my air So I build a fire, so I can sit and stare *Can it be I'm frozen Can it be I'm frozen Can it be I'm frozen Can it be I'm frozen As I stare into the weather My eyes drying from the cold As I stare into the weather I sense my thoughts growing old *Repeat I listen to the prophets predict the stem of tides I stare into the weather that's keeping me inside *Repeat As I stare into the fire Will the prophets change my mind While I stare into the fire All the colors treat me kind I'll dust away the fallings the winter leaves for me I'll stare into the fire and set tomorrow free *Repeat |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
Slowly I heal the love that's found its way
Onto another path in times of change Crossing a bridge unknown Hoping our strength will hold Should they both let go then let me lay .....Let me lay *Show me a sign To a light that shines One direction into another Sheltered peace of mind Somewhere I lost a piece of memory Somehow I know my legs will carry me Searching for circles end Hoping the wounds will mend Should this scar, then it was meant to be *Repeat (x3) |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
How can I see tomorrow if you keep me in the dark
When will I see forever if you damn me from the start There must be a way to get through to your Blackened heart You build a wall inside a wall and there's no door *Lay your body by the water Press your face against my soul Wading through all your convictions We can come in from the cold Searching greener pastures, finding desert sands Cycles on the treadmill turn up empty hands Do I have to bloodlet just to get another chance Inside of you there's a view that sees me there *Repeat |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
Caught the mother jack knifin'
A little bit low lifin' Goin' twenty paces with the medicine man Runnin' from the girl in pigskin A little gun shy but shootin' Hidin' in the kitchen with his head in his hand Bleed, me--why can't you say what you mean? *How far has it gone, it didn't take you long To put your hand in the medicine jar In your private hell, now you've found yourself In the hands of the medicine jar Sittin' here with all your bitchin' Cookin' up a new addiction Prayin' that the light of day ain't wakin' the dead Droppin' like a bomb on Hiro Shakin' like San Francisco Only to be diggin' out to do it again Bleed, me--why can't you say what you mean? *Repeat Make it go away, make it go a--way Caught the mother jack knifin' A little bit of low lifin' Goin' twenty paces with the medicine man Droppin' like the bomb on Hiro Shakin' like San Francisco Hidin' in the jungle with your head in the sand *Repeat (x2) One step from bein' free, what did you think You'd see at the bottom of the medicine jar |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
What was it you once said
That there would be things in life that couldn't be Not for a second did I believe you Not for a minute did I believe that Within your need you lie alone This empty space you call your home *If you just let me in I wouldn't let you break down I'm breakin' down As if you thought the rain could wash away the day And could heal you Not for a second did I believe it Not for a minute did I believe that Within your need you lie alone This empty space you call your home *Repeat (x2) What was it you once said That there would be things in life that couldn't be Not for a second did I believe you Not for a minute did I believe that *Repeat (x2) |
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from Skid Row - Subhuman Race (1995)
Life comes and goes, quick as does the day
Greed, for those who know is just a step away Time's a breathing bomb, going with the flow Stand atop it all outside the status quo No see, no speak then know where you're goin' Drag your feet then nothing you're showin' Take your place or fall to the lions Lose your face and stand where you're dying *Living in a hole is taking its toll My iron will's in position Seize you are not owed, stand or fall And refuse to be denied Pride is all in vain without the blood of need Bones can break in shame from taking charity Hide from all the hell and wash up with the tide Wait and you commit psychological suicide Break the molds of beg and submission Wake the dead or no one will listen Holding ground is just the beginning It's uphill bound and in for the killing *Repeat |
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from Skid Row - B-side Ourselves (1997)
psycho therapy psycho therapy psycho therapy that's what they wanna give me psycho therapy psycho therapy psycho therapy all they wanna give me i'm a teenage schizoid the one your parent despise psycho therapy now i got glowing eyes i'm a teenage schizoid pranks and muggins are fun psycho therapy gonna kill someone psycho therapy psycho therapy i like takin' tuinal it keeps me edgy and mean i'm a teenage schizoid i'm a teenage dope fiend i'm a kid in the nuthouse i'm a kid in the psycho zone psycho therapy i'm gonna burglarize your home psycho therapy psycho therapy
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from Skid Row - B-side Ourselves (1997)
She's a dancer a romancer
I'm a Capricorn and she's a Cancer She saw my picture in a music magazine When she met me said she'd get me Touched her hips and told me that she'd let me I took her hand baby this is what I said I said baby baby don't you hesitate 'Cause I just can't wait Lady won't you take me down to my knees You can do what you please Come on and love me I'm a man I'm no baby And you're lookin' every inch a lady You're good lookin' and you're lookin' like you should be good You were distant now you're nearer I can feel your face inside the mirror The lights are out and I can feel you baby with my hand So baby baby don't you hesitate 'Cause I just can't wait Lady won't you take me down to my knees You can do what you please Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Baby baby don't you hesitate 'Cause I just can't wait Lady won't you take me down to my knees You can do what you please Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love me Come on and love |
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from Skid Row - B-side Ourselves (1997)
Feelin' like we're ready to kick tonight No hesitatin', bodies aching Lookin' for some action, satisfaction alright
Chargin' vein pace as active as one hundred solod proof Megaton leviathan load ready to hit the roof You better watch out and hold on tight We're headin' your way like dynamite Deliverin' the goods Oh, we don't pull no punches We alm where the crunch is Bound to do the most damage to your brain If you're lookin' for it mellow You're nothin' more than yellow Gonna do it again and again We'll beat you to submission So you might learn your lesson 'Cuz there ain't nobody here to defend ya Faster, higher Till it seems that we're gonna break Shootin', further Givin' more than you're ever gonna take Leavin', your heads Crashed out on the floor Beggin' for mercy Be careful or we'll do it some more You better watch out and hold on tight We're headin' your way like dynamite Deliverin' the goods |
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from Skid Row - B-side Ourselves (1997)
Well, I see you standin' there with your finger in the air Everything we do, you wanna leave it up to you Who do you think you are' You think you are a star Tryin' to run the town Always tryin' to put us down Well, you think that you're right You think you're out of sight Tell me something mister Why'd you have to make us so uptight' Well you say you've been tryin' You know that you're lyin' I think you need some groovin' Who do you think you're foolin' now' Well you better start changin' Your life need rearrangin' You better do some talkin' or you better do some walkin' now Yeah, you think that you're right You think you're out of sight Tell me something mister Why'd you have to make us so uptight' I know what you're doin' All that you been doin' wrong I don't know what you're feelin' Oh, but you been feelin' long Well, you think that you're right Tell me something mister why'd you have to make us so uptight' |
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from Skid Row - B-side Ourselves (1997)
Well she's walkin
Through the clouds With a circus mind That's running wild Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairytales That's all she ever thinks about Riding with the wind Oh, when I'm sad She comes to me With a thousand smiles She gives to me free It's alright she said It's alright Take anything you want from me Anything.. |
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from Rhino Hi-Five: Chart Hits: Rock (2006)
Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone.
Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone. Just barely got out of school, came from the edge of town. Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down. He had no money, oooh no good at home. He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone And now it's 18 and life You got it 18 and life you know Your crime is time and it's 18 and life to go (repeat above) Tequila in his heartbeat, His veins burned gasoline. It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean. They say he loved adventure, "Ricky's the wild one." He married trouble and had a courtship with a gun. Bang Bang Shoot 'em up, The party never ends. You can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend And now it's chorus "Accidents will happen" they all heard Ricky say He fired his six-shot to the wind that blew a child away. chorus 18세의 삶 릭키는 젊은 청년이죠 그는 돌같은 심장을 가졌어요 그는 아침 9시부터 오후5시까지 뼈빠지게 일했어요 학교를 가까스로 졸업한 변두리 출신 싸움도 끝내줘요 그래서 아무도 싸움을 못말리죠 그는 돈도,집도 없어요 길을 걷다가 군인과 싸우기도 하지요 홀로 외로이 그리고 이젠.. ** 18세의 삶,그것이 네가 가진 모든 것 18세의 삶,넌 알고 있지 너의 죄는 시간과 18세의 삶 그리고 삶은 그렇게 가는 것이라는 걸 데킬라를 마신 몸은 달아오르고 그의 동맥은 가솔린으로 타 버렸죠 그는 그의 오토바이를 타고 달리죠 그러나 오토바이는 그를 결코 순하게 만들지 않아요 그들은 말하죠 그 애는 모험을 좋아한다고 "리키는 사나운 놈이지요" 그는 골치거리와 결혼을 하고 총에게 구혼을 했죠 빵,빵하고 공중에 총을 쏘기도하고 그 파티는 결코 끝이 나질 않아요 당신은 죽음이라는 것을 생각하지 못할거예요 술병이 당신의 가장 친한 친구일 때 그리고 이제... "사고가 날거예요" 그들은 리키가 하는 말을 들었죠 그는 허공에 대고 여섯발을 쏘았는데 친구를 쏘아 버린 거지요 |
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from Slow Rock Vol. 4 (0000)
You and I together in our lives,
Sacred ties would never fray Then why can I let myself tell lies And watch you die every day I think back to the times when dreams were what mattered Tough talking youth naivete You said you'd never let me down But the horse stampedes and rages in the name of desperation Is it all just wasted time Can you look at yourself when you think of what you left behind Is it all just wasted time Can you live with yourself when you think of what you left behind Paranoid delusions they haunt you Where's my friend I used to know He's all alone. He's buried deep within a carcass searching for a soul Can you feel me inside your heart as it's bleeding Why can't you believe you can be loved I hear you scream in agony And the horse stampedes and rages in the name of desperation Is it all just wasted time Can you look at yourself when you think of what you left behind Is it all just wasted time Can you live with yourself when you think of what you left behind You said you never let me down But the horse stampedes, it rages in the name of desperation Is it all just wasted time Can you look at yourself when you think of what you left behind Is it all just wasted time Can you live with yourself when you think of what you left behind The sun will rise again The earth will turn to sand Creation's colors seem to fade to grey And you'll see the sickly hands of time will write your final rhyme And end a memory I never thought you'd let it get this far boy |
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from Skid Row - Breakin' Down / Monkey Business / Slave To The Grind [single] (1995)
What was it you once said
That there would be things in life that couldn't be Not for a second did I believe you Not for a minute did I believe that Within your need you lie alone This empty space you call your home Chorus If you just let me in I wouldn't let you break down I'm breaking down As if you thought the rain could wash away the day And could heal you Not for a second did I believe it Not for a minute did I believe that Within your need you lie alone This empty space you call your home Repeat Chorus 2x What was it you once said That there would be things in life that couldn't be Not for a second did I believe you Not for a minute did I believe that Repeat Chorus 2x |
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from Skid Row - Breakin' Down / Monkey Business / Slave To The Grind [single] (1995)
(Rachel Bolan/Snake)
Outside my window there's a Whole lot of trouble comin' The cartoon killers and the Rag cover clones Stack heals kickin' rhythm Of social circumcision Can't close the closet on a Shoe box full of bones Kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch Collecting back her favors 'cause her well is running dry I know her act is terminal, But she ain't gonna die Slim Intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch Little creepy's playing dollies on the New York rain Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife Ooh the pain I ain't seen the sun since I don't know when The freaks come out at nine And it's twenty to ten What's this funk That you ucall junk To me it's just monkey business Blind man in the box that will probably die The village kids laugh as they waalk by A psycho is on the edge of this human garbage dump And the vultures in the sewers are telling Him to jump Into the fire from the frying pan Tripping on his tongue For a cool place to stand Where's this shaade That you've got it made To me it's just monkey business CHORUS Monkey business Slippin' on the track Monkey business Jungle in black Ain't your business if I got No monkey on my back CHORUS The Vaseline gypsies and the silicone souls Dressed to the society Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis Can't get you by that monkey CHORUS |
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from Skid Row - Breakin' Down / Monkey Business / Slave To The Grind [single] (1995)
slave to the grind - skid row
You got me forced to crack my lids in two I'm still stuck inside the rubber room I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind I'm just another gear in the assembly line-oh no the noose gets tighter around my throat But I ain't at hte end of my rope 'cause I won't be the one left behind Can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down the rat racial slime Can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Get it? A routine injection, a lethal dose But my day in the sun ain't even close There's no need to waste your prayers on me You better mark my word 'cause I'm history Yes indeed You might beg for mercy to get by But I'd rather tear this yhorn from my side I won't be the one left behind You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down thw rat racial slime You can't be king fo the world If you're slave to the grind They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick They tore my intentions apart brick by brick I'm sick of the jive You talk verbal insecticide They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick They tore my intention apart brick by brick I'm sick of the jive You talk verbal insecticide I won't be the one left behind You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down the rat racial slime You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind I said slave to the grind Slave to the grind Slave to the grind |
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from Slow Rock Vol. 5 (0000)
Well she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind that's running wild Butterflies and zebras And moonbeams and fairy tales That's all she ever thinks about Riding with the wind When I'm sad she comes to me With a thousand smiles She gives to me free It's alright she said, it's alright Take anything you want from me Anything Fly on little wing 더 해가는 들뜬 기분에 사로 잡혀 구름 사이를 걷는 그녀 그녀가 생각하는 건 나비와 얼룩말 그리고 달빛과 동화 이야기 바람을 타고서 말이야 내가 울적하면 그녀는 미소를 가득 안고 다가와 나를 자유롭게 해주지 안심해요, 괜찮아요 원하는 건 무엇이든지 가져 가세요 무엇이든지 가져 가세요 작은 날개를 달고 날아 가세요 |
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