the infamous lyrics thread

[FORD]

The hand of fate is on me now
It pick me up and knock me down
I'm on the run, I'm prison bound
The hand of fate is heavy now
I killed a man, I'm highway bound
The wheel of fortune keeps turning round
Turning round, turning round
I should have known it was a one horse town

My sweet girl was once his wife
He had papers the judge had signed
The wind blew hard, it was stormy night
He shot me once, but I shot him twice
The hand of fate is on me now
It pick me up and it kicked me right down
Kicked me right down
Kicked me right down

I had to save her life
Yeah, I gunned him twice
Yeah, and I watched him die, watch out boy
Yeah, I watched him die

He was a barroom man, the violent kind
He had no love for that gal of mine
Then one day in a drinking bout
He swore he'd throw me right of town
The hand of fate is on me now
I shot that man I put him underground
I put him underground
Yes I did

I'm on the run, I hear the hounds
My luck is up, my chips are down
So goodbye baby, so long now
Wish me luck, I'm going to need it child
The hand of fate is on me now
Yeah it's too late
Too late baby, too late now
The hand of fate is on me now
The hand of fate is heavy now

It pick you up and knock you down

[FORD]

Life can only get better
All you need to do is fall in love
Everyone else has fun but you
Buy that fun you'll fit in too

Dance your problems away
GOVERNMENT MUSIC
Cheap escape to that mind-control beat
GOVERNMENT MUSIC
Mellow out-Life's too hard
You don't even want to think

See the macho cock-rock metal heroes
Vomit fire out of their big mouths
Shake your fists obediently
Make Leni Riefenstahl real proud

See the Aryan bozo with the red guitar
Parachute on the White House lawn
Gonna bomb the commies with his air guitar
So dumb he can't drive 55

Like Bing Crosby before them
GOVERNMENT MUSIC
Too idiotic to be real
GOVERNMENT MUSIC
You want it loud?
We'll make sure it goes nowhere
So you won't get ideas

Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill

Music is banned in Khomeini's Iran
On the grounds that it stimulates the brain
We've done him one better in the land of coke & honey
Using music to put people's brains to sleep

Ever wonder why commercial radio's so bad?
It's 'cause someone upstairs wants it that way
If the Doors or John Lennon were getting started now
The industry wouldn't sign 'em in a million years

So what do we get
GOVERNMENT MUSIC
Christian censorship and taxed blank tapes
Shoppers strung out on our false hopes
Will flock to obey

Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill
Triumph of the swill

[rustoffa]

Water was running; children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares shrine?
But ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend

We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands

But ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
your city lies in dust

Water was running; children were running
We found you hiding, we found you lying
Water was running; children were running
We found you hiding, we found you lying
your city lies in dust
ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend

Hot and burning in your nostrils
Pouring down your gaping mouth
Your molten bodies blanket of cinders
Caught in the throes .......

Ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
Ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
Ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
Ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend

Your city lies in dust

[FORD]

He's not smart, a C student
And that's after buying his way into school
Beady eyes, and he's kinda dyslexic
Can he read? No one's really quite sure
He signs stuff and he executes people
Maybe that's why, he doesn't have any friends
Cocaine and a little drunk driving
Doesn't matter, when you're the Commander in Chief.

Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole

Put on some make-up, turn on the 8-Track,
I'm putting a week back on the shelf,
Suddenly I'm the President, of the United States,
But then I woke up, and realized I'm still me.

He's too dumb, to eat pretzels, apparently smart enough to fix an election.
Moved boldly into the White House,
but most people voted against him.
He likes naps, He really likes naptime, A couple of naps and then a nap and then he's ready for bed,
He may be from Bush decent, but he's always gonna be the unpresident.

Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole

He's our president!

[lms2]

Nobody Knows
Billy Squier, © 1981 by Songs Of The Knight/BMI

I may get around... I may laugh a lot
Now you'd think that I'd be happy with the life I got
Nobody knows... nobody sees
Ain't nobody really knows the inner side o' me
I may seem secure... I could have it made
You might think you see a lucky man who made the grade
Nobody knows what dreams I see
Ain't nobody really sure just who they wanna be

But everybody has a place and time
A chance to live... a need to find
We all got somethin' that we care about
I propose you find it out

It's not in a book... or in a magazine
Or the stars who guide our fortunes on the silver screen
Nobody knows... it's up to me
Ain't nobody who can say it like it ought to be

I see my future at the rainbow's end
Happy hours... timeless friends
And if I ever chance to find my way
Rest assured... I will stay

You may see your life as a compromise
You may live to find the promise dancin' in your eyes
Nobody knows... it's meant to be
Let the magic of the moment say it all to me

(Dedicated to the life of John Lennon)

[Coyote]

Romeo and The Lonely Girl (Lynott)
-------------------------

Romeo and the lonely girl
They seemed to hit it off
Till Romeo told the lonely girl
"I must take my leave, my love"

It was these few words I overheard
And thought, "I should move in"
But before I could
The lonely girl had fallen in love again

Oh poor Romeo
Sitting out on his own-ee-o
Oh poor Romeo

Romeo he had it rough
The guy you'd like to burn
But everything that Romeo had
You can bet it was well earned

For all his good looks there were scars that he took
And a lesson to be learned
Never judge lovers by a good looking covers
The story might be spurned

chorus

Romeo he like to put it around
He was everybody's friend
But in the end even Romeo found
On no one could he depend

For all his charms in someone else's arms
Lonely girl safely lay
When the train pulled in it had to leave again
And Romeo pulled away

chorus

[Coyote]

Fool's Gold (Lynott)
-----------

In the year of the famine
When starvation and black death raged across the land
There were many driven by their hunger
To set sail for the Americas

In search of a new life and a new hope
Oh but there were some who couldn't cope
And they spent their life
In search of fool's gold

The old prospector
He makes it to the four lane highway
His old compadre
Lies dead in the sand

With outstretched hands
He cries, "Are you going my way?"
The people passing by don't seem to understand
The curse of fool's gold

Broken Joe just lying in a gutter
He's gone as low as any man can be
He calls for wine but they'll only serve him water
The bartender say "We don't sell sympathy"

He tells a strange story
About his father
How Sunday mornings they'd go down
To the church on the corner

As time grows older
His thoughts they grow younger
It is his wish
To search no longer for fool's gold

The vulture sits on top
Of the big top circus arena
He's seen this show before
Knows someone is going to fall

Just near the part
Where the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerine
Forgets that the safety net
Isn't there at all

Down he swoops with claws drawn to take her
Razor sharp so savagely is she mauled
Oh my god, is there no one who can save her?
In steps the fox to thunderous applause

Fool's gold

[Coyote]

Borderline (Lynott, Robertson)
----------

It's midnight in the big city
At the bar drinking all on my own
Just thinking about that girl and me
How something's going wrong

Mister, tell me, what's my saving grace?
The back room boys
Were all telling me
I'm a borderline case

Back on the borderline one more time

Seven beers and still sober
It's time to change to something stronger
I cannot take this scene no longer
She could have told me it's all over

Back in my home town
The old place it's still the same
But time can cast a spell over something
You can't go back again

Back on the borderline one more time

Mister, fill me another
Till I go crazy and it turn my mind around
Just pass that bottle one more time
And I'll slowly sip it down

Jeanie, can I tell you?
The shame of my disgrace
It's just love or rejection
For this borderline case

Back on the borderline one more time

I'm on my hands and knees crawling
I'm begging you darling

Back on the borderline one more time

[Coyote]

The Rocker (Bell, Downey, Lynott)
----------

I am your main man if you're looking for trouble
I'll take no lip 'cause no ones tougher than me
If I kicked your face you'd soon be seeing double
Hey little girl, keep your hands off me 'cause I'm a rocker

I love to rock and roll
I get my records from the Rock On stall
Sweet rock and roll
Teddy boy, he's got them all

Down at the juke joint me and the boys were stompin'
Bippin' an a boppin', telling a dirty joke or two
In walked this chick and I knew she was up to something
I kissed her right there out of the blue

I said "Hey baby, meet me I'm a tough guy"
Got my cycle outside, you wanna try?
She just looked at me and rolled them big eyes
And said "Ooh I'd do anything for you 'cause you're a rocker"

That's right I'm a rocker

I love to rock and roll
I get my records from the Rock On stall
Sweet rock and roll
Teddy boy, he's got them all

[rustoffa]

Sometimes I try to do things, and it just don't turn out the way I wanted to
and I get real frustrated, it's like, I take my time and I try real hard, but
no matter what I do and no matter what I try it never works out, it's like I
concentrate on it real hard, but it never works out, it's like I need some
time to figure these things out, but there's always someone there going:
- Hey Mike, you know, we been noticing you've been having alot of problems
lately, you know, and like maybe you should talk about it, you'd feel alot
better.
And I go:
- No, it's ok, I now have some problems, I'll figure it out myself, just
leave me alone I'll figure it out.
And they go:
- Why don't you talk about it, you'll feel alot better?
And I go:
- No, I don't want to, just leave me alone, I'll figure it out myself!
And they keep on bugging me and it builds up inside, it builds up inside...

So you're gonna be institutionalized
You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes
You won't have any say
They'll brainwash you until you see their way

I'm not crazy - institutionalized
You're the one who's crazy - institutionalized
You're driving me crazy - institutionalized

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

I was sitting in my room, and I was like staring at the walls thinking about
everything but then again I was thinking about nothing, and then my mom came
in and I didn't notice she was there and she calls my name and I didn't hear
her and then she started screaming:
- Mike, Mike!
And I go:
- What, what's the matter?
She goes:
- What's the matter with you?
I say:
- Nothing mom.
She goes:
- Don't tell me nothing, you're on drugs!
I go:
- No mom, I'm not on drugs, I'm ok, I'm just thinking, you know, why don't
you get me a Pepsi?
She goes:
- No, you're on drugs, you're crazy, normal people won't be acting that way!
I go:
- Mom, I'm all right, I'm just thinking, you know, so why don't you, like
give me a Pepsi?
And she goes:
- No, you're crazy!
All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me,
just one Pepsi.

They give you a white shirt with long sleeves
Tied around you're back, you're treated like thieves
Drug you up because they're lazy
It's too much work to help a crazy

I'm not crazy - institutionalized
You're the one who's crazy - institutionalized
You're driving me crazy - institutionalized

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

I was sitting in my room and my mom and my dad came in and they pulled up a
chair and they sat down, they go:
- Mike, we need to talk to you.
And I said:
- Okay, what's the matter?
They go:
- Well me and your mom, we been noticing lately you've been having alot of
problems, and you haven't been acting like yourself, and we're afraid that
you're going to hurt somebody, and we're afraid that you're gonna hurt
yourself, so we decided that it would be in your best interest if we put
you somewhere where you could get the help that you need...
And I said:
- Wait, what are we talking about?! We decided?! My best interest?! How can
you know, how can you say what my best interest is? What are you trying to
say? I'm crazy? When I went to your schools, I went to your churches, I
went to your institutional learning facilities. So how can you say that I'm
crazy?

They say they're gonna fix my brain
Alleviate my suffering and my pain
But by the time they fix my head
Mentally I'll be dead

I'm not crazy - institutionalized
You're the one who's crazy - institutionalized
You're driving me crazy - institutionalized

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

It doesn't matter, the insurance money's about to run out anyhow.
Hahaha

[rustoffa]

Bump

I'm a street walking cheetah
with a heart full of napalm
I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb
I am a world's forgotten boy
The one who searches and destroys
Honey gotta help me please
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby detonates for me
Look out honey, 'cause I'm using technology !
Ain't got time to make no apology
Soul radiation in the dead of night
Love in the middle of a fire fight
Honey gotta strike me blind
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby penetrates my mind
And I'm the world's forgotten boy
The one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy
And honey I'm the world's forgotten boy
The one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy
Forgotten boy, forgotten boy
Forgotten boy said
hey forgotten boy

[FORD]

Then as it was, then again it will be
An' though the course may change sometimes
Rivers always reach the sea
Blind stars of fortune, each have several rays
On the wings of maybe, down in birds of prey
Kind of makes me feel sometimes, didn't have to grow
But as the eagle leaves the nest, it's got so far to go

Changes fill my time, baby, that's alright with me
In the midst I think of you, and how it used to be

Did you ever really need somebody, And really need 'em bad
Did you ever really want somebody, The best love you ever had
Do you ever remember me, baby, did it feel so good
'Cause it was just the first time, And you knew you would

Through the eyes an' I sparkle, Senses growing keen
Taste your love along the way, See your feathers preen
Kind of makes makes me feel sometimes, Didn't have to grow
We are eagles of one nest, The nest is in our soul

Vixen in my dreams, with great surprise to me
Never thought I'd see your face the way it used to be
Oh darlin', oh darlin'

I'm never gonna leave you. I never gonna leave
Holdin' on, ten years gone
Ten years gone, holdin' on, ten years gone

[FORD]

If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.
When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

Kind woman, I give you my all, Kind woman, nothing more.

Little drops of rain whisper of the pain, tears of loves lost in the days gone by.
My love is strong, with you there is no wrong,
together we shall go until we die. My, my, my.
An inspiration is what you are to me, inspiration, look... see.

And so today, my world it smiles, your hand in mine, we walk the miles,
Thanks to you it will be done, for you to me are the only one.
Happiness, no more be sad, happiness....I'm glad.
If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.
When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

[FORD]

Hey lady--you got the love I need
Maybe more than enough.
Oh Darling... walk a while with me
You've got so much...

Many have I loved - Many times been bitten
Many times I've gazed along the open road.

Many times I've lied - Many times I've listened
Many times I've wondered how much there is to know.

Many dreams come true and some have silver linings
I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold.

Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing
Many many men can't see the open road.

Many is a word that only leaves you guessing
Guessing 'bout a thing you really ought to know, ooh!
You really ought to know...

[rustoffa]

Greasy slicked down body, groovy leather trim
I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin

Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

Trouble-free transmission, helps your oil's flow
Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all

Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood
Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools

Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

A model built for comfort, really built with style
Specialist tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes

Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise
Guaranteed to run for hours, mama it's a perfect size

Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

Groovin' on the freeway, gauge is on the red
Gun down on my gasoline, I believe I'm gonna crack a head.

Talkin' 'bout love (X3)
I can't stop talkin' about...

Come to me for service every hundred miles
Baby, let me check your points, fix your overdrive

Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

Fully automatic, comes in any size
Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized

Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

Feather-light suspension, coils just couldn't hold
I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors

Talkin' 'bout love (X3)

Oh, I can't stop talkin' about love.

[pete]

It was the blackest night
There was no moon in sight
You know the stars ain’t shinin’
’cause the sky’s too tight
I heard the scarey wind
I seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin’
’long the side of me

I’m mean ’n I’m bad, y’know I ain’t no sissy
Got a big-titty girly by the name of chrissy
Talkin’ about her ’n my bike ’n me...
’n this ride up the mountain of mystery, mystery

I noticed even the crickets
Was actin’ weird up here
And so I figured I might
Just drink a little beer
I said, gimme summa that what yer suckin’ on...
But there was no reply
’cause she was gone...

Where’s those titties that I like so well
’n my goddamn beer!
Is what I started to yell, then I heard this noise
Like a crunchin’ twig, ’n up jumped the devil...he’s about this big...

He had a red suit on
An’ a widow’s peak
An’ then a pointed tail
’n like a sulphur reek
Yes, it was him awright
I sweared I knowed it was
He had some human flesh
Stuck underneath his claws
You know it looked to me
Like it was titty skin
I said, you sonofabitch!
’cause I was mad at him,
Well he just got out his floss
’n started cleanin’ his fang
So I shot him with my shooter
Said: bang bang bang

Then the sucker just laughed ’n said, put it away...
You know, I ate her all up...now what you
Gonna say?
You ate my chrissy? titties ’n all!
Well, what about the beer then, boy? were the cans
This tall?
Even her boots? would I lie to you?
Shit, you musta been hungry! yes, this is true.
Well don’t they pay you good for the
Stuff that you do?
Well, you know, I can’t complain when the checks come through...

Well I want my chrissy, ’n I want my beer
So you just barf it back up now, devil,
Do you hear?

Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man! I mean, I am the devil,
Do you understand? just what will you give me
For your
Titties and beer? I suppose you noticed this little
Contract here... yer goddam right, you son-of-a-whore,
Don’t call me that
That’s about the only reason I learned writin' for
...gimme that paper...bet yer ass I’ll sign...
’cause I need a beer, ’n it’s titty-squeezin’ time

Man, you can’t fool me...you ain’t that bad...
I mean you shoulda seen some of the souls I had...
Why there was milhous nixon ’n agnew, too...
’n both of those suckers was worse ’n you...

Well, let’s make a deal if you think that’s true
I mean, you’re the devil, so whatcha gonna do?

(improvised dialog)
Wait a minute...a tinge of doubt crosses my mind...when you say...
That you want to make a deal with me...

That’s very, very true
I’m only interested in two things
Yeah?
See if you can guess what they are

I would think...uh...let’s see, maybe stravinsky...

I’ll give you two clues. let go of your pickle

What?

Let go of your pickle!

I’m not holding my pickle

Well, who’s holding your pickle then?

I don’t know...she’s out in the audience...
Hey dale, would you like to come up here and hold
My pickle to satisfy this weird man out on the stage?

I’m only interested in two things, and that’s
Titties and beer
You know what I mean?
What?
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer!
Titties and beer!
I don’t know if you’re the right guy?
Titties and beer!
Titties and beer!

No! don’t sign it! give me time to think...
I mean hold on a second boy, ’cause that’s magic ink!

And then the devil let go of his pickle
And out come my girl, there was her titties
Flop-floppin’...all around the world

She said I got me three beers and a fistful of downs
And I’m gonna get ripped, so fuck, you clowns!
Then she gave us the finger, it was rigid and stiff
That’s when the devil, he farted
And she went right over the cliff!
The devil was mad, I took off to my pad
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?

[Big Troubles]

Homicide- 999

I believe its Homicide
I rest my case don't cast aside
You better believe it
That's the truth of it
Take it or leave it
Resign to it

Homicide Homicide
Homicide Homicide

No one cared
When someone lied
They'd rather say
That it's irrelevant
You better believe it
That's the truth of it
Take it or leave it
Resign to it

Homicide Homicide
Homicide Homicide

You tried to tell me it's his fault because he's down
And letting loose this Homicide all over the town
I'll take your number I'll write it down
What's your address I'll write it down
I'll be in touch so don't leave town in a big black car

Homicide Homicide
Homicide Homicide
Homicide Homicide
Homicide Homicide

[Big Troubles]

Mercy Mercy-999

In a dark backroom or a crowded street
In private life or public speach
Keep everything away from the stifling grip
The beurocratic eye, the red tape brigade

It doesn't really matter if you don't wanna stay
We'll do very nicely without them OK and oh yeah
Have mercy mercy on me
Have mercy mercy on me

Never occured to us that we were doing any wrong
Never occured to us 'cos we were harming anyone

On a crowded street or dark backroom
In private life or public speach
Keep everything away from the stifling grip
The beurocratic eye, the red tape brigade

It doesn't really matter if you don't wanna stay
We'll do very nicely without them OK and oh yeah
Have mercy mercy on me
Have mercy mercy on me

Never occured to 'cos we were harming anyone
Never occured to us that we were doing any wrong

Have mercy mercy on me
Have mercy mercy on me
Mercy mercy mercy on me

Have mercy mercy on me
Have mercy mercy on me
Mercy mercy mercy on me

[FORD]

People are telling me that I'm missing out on the fun.
' Cause I don't go anywhere, and I don't meet anyone.
But I know how rumors fly.
When you're a lonely guy.
And I'm here to tell you it's a lie.

There's stange things going on at night most everywhere.
You know those places, well you'll never see me there.
I walk by other men.
And I don't notice them.
But then those rumors start again.

So I'm gonna tell the world.
I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
I'm gonna find a girl.
'Cause I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
I guess that it's okay.
If other guys are gay.
But my hormones are one-directional.
And I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.


Somebody tell me what I did to start this talk.
Is it the way I look? Is it the way I walk?
Is it the clothes I wear,
that make the people stare?
Is it the way I comb my hair?

I'm only hoping maybe there will come a day
When I can make them understand that I'm not gay.
But 'till that day is near,
I guess I'll live in fear.
And I curse the day I pierced my ear.



There's nothing wrong with me.
I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
Know what I want to be.
And I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
Soft boys and closet queens,
think Judy Garland's keen.
But I don't think she's nothing special.
And I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.

(instrumental break)

So now I'm wondering if maybe they're not right.
'Cause I've gone all paranoid and I can't sleep at night.
I went to see the shrink.
What did the doctor think?
I swear to god I saw him wink.


I pray to God I'm wrong
I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
Why did I write this song
If I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual?
I hope it's not too late,
for them to set me straight.
I've got to see a real professional.
'Cause I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual, no!
No no no no. No no no no no no no.


I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.
(repaeated in background)

I don't wanna go with guys named Shamus.
I don't wanna be rich and famous.
I don't wanna go to a French art festival
and I Don't Wanna Be a Homosexual.

[Coyote]

Originally posted by pete
It was the blackest night
There was no moon in sight
You know the stars ain’t shinin’
’cause the sky’s too tight
I heard the scarey wind
I seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin’
’long the side of me

I’m mean ’n I’m bad, y’know I ain’t no sissy
Got a big-titty girly by the name of chrissy
Talkin’ about her ’n my bike ’n me...
’n this ride up the mountain of mystery, mystery

I noticed even the crickets
Was actin’ weird up here
And so I figured I might
Just drink a little beer
I said, gimme summa that what yer suckin’ on...
But there was no reply
’cause she was gone...

Where’s those titties that I like so well
’n my goddamn beer!
Is what I started to yell, then I heard this noise
Like a crunchin’ twig, ’n up jumped the devil...he’s about this big...

He had a red suit on
An’ a widow’s peak
An’ then a pointed tail
’n like a sulphur reek
Yes, it was him awright
I sweared I knowed it was
He had some human flesh
Stuck underneath his claws
You know it looked to me
Like it was titty skin
I said, you sonofabitch!
’cause I was mad at him,
Well he just got out his floss
’n started cleanin’ his fang
So I shot him with my shooter
Said: bang bang bang

Then the sucker just laughed ’n said, put it away...
You know, I ate her all up...now what you
Gonna say?
You ate my chrissy? titties ’n all!
Well, what about the beer then, boy? were the cans
This tall?
Even her boots? would I lie to you?
Shit, you musta been hungry! yes, this is true.
Well don’t they pay you good for the
Stuff that you do?
Well, you know, I can’t complain when the checks come through...

Well I want my chrissy, ’n I want my beer
So you just barf it back up now, devil,
Do you hear?

Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man! I mean, I am the devil,
Do you understand? just what will you give me
For your
Titties and beer? I suppose you noticed this little
Contract here... yer goddam right, you son-of-a-whore,
Don’t call me that
That’s about the only reason I learned writin' for
...gimme that paper...bet yer ass I’ll sign...
’cause I need a beer, ’n it’s titty-squeezin’ time

Man, you can’t fool me...you ain’t that bad...
I mean you shoulda seen some of the souls I had...
Why there was milhous nixon ’n agnew, too...
’n both of those suckers was worse ’n you...

Well, let’s make a deal if you think that’s true
I mean, you’re the devil, so whatcha gonna do?

(improvised dialog)
Wait a minute...a tinge of doubt crosses my mind...when you say...
That you want to make a deal with me...

That’s very, very true
I’m only interested in two things
Yeah?
See if you can guess what they are

I would think...uh...let’s see, maybe stravinsky...

I’ll give you two clues. let go of your pickle

What?

Let go of your pickle!

I’m not holding my pickle

Well, who’s holding your pickle then?

I don’t know...she’s out in the audience...
Hey dale, would you like to come up here and hold
My pickle to satisfy this weird man out on the stage?

I’m only interested in two things, and that’s
Titties and beer
You know what I mean?
What?
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer
Titties and beer!
Titties and beer!
I don’t know if you’re the right guy?
Titties and beer!
Titties and beer!

No! don’t sign it! give me time to think...
I mean hold on a second boy, ’cause that’s magic ink!

And then the devil let go of his pickle
And out come my girl, there was her titties
Flop-floppin’...all around the world

She said I got me three beers and a fistful of downs
And I’m gonna get ripped, so fuck, you clowns!
Then she gave us the finger, it was rigid and stiff
That’s when the devil, he farted
And she went right over the cliff!
The devil was mad, I took off to my pad
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?
I swear I do declare, how did she get back there?

Zappa had great sense of humor...

[lucky wilbury]

The last horizons I can see are filled with bars and factories
and in them all we fight to stay awake...

Drink enough of anything to make this world look new again
Drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves

She had nothing left to say so she said she loved me
I stood there grateful for the lie...

Drink enough of anything to make this girl look new again
Drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves

Turn summer trees to bones and ice
Turn insect songs against the night
With words we build and words we break
I'm drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves...

Maybe I could use you to reassure myself
I wouldn't wish this indecision on anybody else
Drink enough of anything to make this world look new again
And when the sin smiles how could it be wrong

The last horizons I could see are now resigned to memories
I never thought I'd still be here today...

Drink enough of anything to make myself look new again
Drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves

[lucky wilbury]

So I guess I must have just been dreaming
When I thought I heard myself say no
Anyway it looks like no one heard me so here I go
Cause when you're in the company of strangers
Or just the strangers you call friends
You know before you start just how it's going to end

When the doors swing open and all the drinks are passed around
Anytime the pickins look too easy...hold me down

I can't remember why I like this feeling
When it only seems to let me down
Soon I find I'm searching for the exit from the ground
If I think the room is turning faster
Then I think the music is too loud
By then I've lived another broken story to let me out

When those doors swing open and all the drinks are passed around
When half the party moves into the bathroom...hold me down
Or if you're at the tail end of the evening
And Dr. Feelgood comes around
Anytime the pickins look too easy...hold me down

Down if I want that part
Down if I've gone too far

Well I guess I must have just been reeling
When I felt myself begin to fall
I realize I'm bounding down the hallways and off the walls
If my bed was standing in the corner
I could just fall into it right now
And know that I'd just be staring at the ceiling going round

When those doors swing open and all the drinks are passed around
Anytime the pickins look too easy...hold me down

[lucky wilbury]

All last summer in case you don't recall
I was yours and you were mine forget it all
Is there a line that I could write
Sad enough to make you cry
All the lines you wrote to me were lies

The months roll past the love that you struck dead
Did you love me only in my head?
Things you said and did to me
Seemed to come so easily
The love I thought I'd won you give for free
Whispers at the bus stop
I heard about nights out in the school yard
I found out about you

Rumors follow everywhere you go
Like when you left and I was last to know
You're famous now and there's no doubt
In all the places you hang out
They know your name and know what you're about

Whispers at the bus stop
I heard about nights out in the school yard
I found out about you

Street lights blink on through the car window
I get the time too often on AM radio
You know it's all I think about
I write your name drive past your house
Your boyfriend's over I watch your light go out

Whispers at the bus stop
I heard about nights out in the school yard
I found out about you

[lucky wilbury]

Is it any wonder that the stars just don't rush by
When you're only doin' 60 through this oh-so-vacant night
But it's lacking something big this time
What the hell did you expect to find
Aphrodite on a barstool by your side

Twelfth night we go
After something everyone should know
Somewhere in the distance out of sight...
Then I saw: gin mill rainfall
What do you remember if at all
Only pieces of the night...

And is it any wonder in the middle of the crowd
If you let your feet get trampled on
When the music is that loud
But you wanted to be where you are
But it looked much better from afar
A hillside in shadow
Between the people and the stars

Twelfth night we go
After something everyone should know
Somewhere in the distance out of sight...
Then I saw: gin mill rainfall
What do you remember if at all
Only pieces of the night...

It seems so distant
But still only half the night away
Where notions between your questions come too
Is it any wonder where
The pieces of the night have been...

[rustoffa]

You're boned like a saint
With the consciousness of a snake

You're the kind of girl
I'd like to find
Face like an angel
But you're boned like the devil

Your eyes have shifted from me
Everyone saw what you did
You have slipped from beneath me
Like a false and nervous squid

Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Marie

You planned to leave me cold
But you'll never get your wish
On the 24th of May
I'll gather up your reins

You filled me with a vengeance
And you touched me with your breath
I'm gonna pull you from this dance
You're gonna ride so easily

Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Marie

I was your victim
I was well deceived
Hell's built on regret
But I love your naked neck

And evil lies that you told me
Could make me believe your two-faced
Because two faces have you
And they're both gonna go

Oh no more horses horses
We're gonna swim like a fish
Into the hole, in which you planned to ditch me
My lovely Vera Gemini

[lucky wilbury]

The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy)

Slow down, you move too fast.
You got to make the morning last.
Just kicking down the cobble stones.
Looking for fun and feelin' groovy.

Hello lamppost,
What cha knowing?
I've come to watch your flowers growing.
Ain't cha got no rhymes for me?
Doot-in' doo-doo,
Feelin' groovy.

Got no deeds to do,
No promises to keep.
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me.
Life, I love you,
All is groovy.

[FORD]

Artist: Violent Femmes
Album: The Blind Leading The Naked
Title: Old Mother Reagan


LYRICS:




Old Mother Reagan
And her crew
Took away
From me and you
I hope she goes far away
She better go far away
Y'know it ain't right
When it's all wrong
This is the Old Mother Reagan
Protest song
Old Mother Reagan
She's so dumb
She's so dangerous
How come...
Old Mother Reagan went to heaven
But at the pearly gates
She was stopped!

[FORD]

I shot Reagan I shot Sadat
I'm gonna shoot you dead in heaven you'll rot
You're gonna rot in heaven, hear an Angels voice
You're too bad for hell although it's your first choice

Rot in heaven, you're too bad for hell
Rot in heaven, cause you're forgiven in hell

I shot Lennon, I shot the Pope
I shot the devil now you ain't got no hope
You're gonna rot in heaven, hear an Angels voice
You're too bad for hell although it's your first choice

[FORD]

FUCKED UP RONNIE
your fucked up ronnie.
your not gonna last.
your gonna die too
from a neutron blast.

your fucked up ronnie.
i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, leave me alone.
i don't want your help anyway.
when you march us off to war
will you be there to save the day.
your fucked up ronnie.

[FORD]

Last call for alcohol.
Last call for your freedom of speech.
Drink up. Happy hour is now enforced by law.
Don't forget our house special, it's called a Trickie Dickie Screwdriver.
It's got one part Jack Daniels, two parts purple Kool-Aid,
and a jigger of formaldehyde
from the jar with Hitler's brain in it we got in the back storeroom.
Happy trails to you. Happy trails to you.


I am Emperor Ronald Reagan
Born again with fascist cravings
Still, you made me president

Human rights will soon go 'way
I am now your Shah today
Now I command all of you
Now you're going to pray in school
I'll make sure they're Christian too

California Uber alles
Uber alles California

Ku Klux Klan will control you
Still you think it's natural
****** knockin' for the master race
Still you wear the happy face

You closed your eyes, can't happen here
Alexander Haig is near
Vietnam won't come back you say
Join the army or you will pay

California Uber alles
Uber alles California

Yeah, that's it. Just relax.
Have another drink, few more pretzels, little more MSG.
Turn on those Dallas Cowboys on your TV.
Lock your doors. Close your mind.
It's time for the two-minute warning.

Welcome to 1984
Are you ready for the third world war?!?
You too will meet the secret police
They'll draft you and they'll jail your niece

You'll go quitely to boot camp
They'll shoot you dead, make you a man
Don't you worry, it's for a cause
Feeding global corporations' claws

Die on our brand new poison gas
El Salvador or Afghanistan
Making money for President Reagan
Making money for President Reagan
And all the friends of President Reagan

California Uber alles
Uber alles California

[FORD]

You call yourself the Moral Majority
We call ourselves the people in the real world
Trying to rub us out, but we're going to survive
God must be dead if you're alive

You say, 'God loves you. Come and buy the Good News'
Then you buy the president and swimming pools
If Jesus don't save 'til we're lining your pockets
God must be dead if you're alive

Circus-tent con-men and Southern belle bunnies
Milk your emotions then they steal your money
It's the new dark ages with the fascists toting bibles
Cheap nostalgia for the Salem Witch Trials

Stodgy ayatollahs in their dobble-knit ties
Burn lots of books so they can feed you their lies
Masturbating with a flag and a bible
God must be dead if you're alive

Blow it out your ass, Jerry Falwell
Blow it out your ass, Jesse Helms
Blow it out your ass, Ronald Reagan
What's wrong with a mind of my own?

You don't want abortions, you want battered children
You want to ban the pill as if that solves the problem
Now you wanna force us to pray in school
God must be dead if you're such a fool

You're planning for a war with or without Iran
Building a police state with the Ku Klux Klan
Pissed at your neighbour? Don't bother to nag
Pick up the phone and turn in a fag

Blow it out your ass, Terry Dolan
Blow it out your ass, Phyllis Schlafly
Ram it up your cunt, Anita
Cos God must be dead
If you're alive
God must be dead
If you're alive

[FORD]

PAID VACATION
i hope you're having fun
where's your uniform?
where's your gun?
better rub on that suntan oil
cause you'll be fighting in the desert sun

it's not...vietnam
just another oil company scam
salute that flag of uncle sam
get your money out
place you bets
it's afghanistan!

fix bayonets, check grenades
got enough bullets
got enough rounds
to wipe out this place?
we're the infantry & the cavalry
parachutes fill the sky
bodies burn and people die

[FORD]

POLITICAL STU
can you grasp the situation?
or is it getting out of hand
riots, killing in the streets
over the color of a man
everybody looks the same
with their head stuck in the sand
everyone looks the same
'til you see where they stand

reactionary politics are the order of the day
it makes me really sick to see
the poor treated this way
caviar and limousines
high finance and jelly beans decorate the east wing
california modern, it's great to be the king

did you see the demonstrations
in another land over weapons
annihilation care of uncle sam
the stock market does not reveal
the arms that they have sold
half the world can't get a meal
the war is getting cold
a bushel or a barrel
neither can be saved
you feed your beef
with wasted wheat
to dominate your crave
can you hear the foreign voices
can you understand?
every great civilisation
crumbles in the sand
organizations and their plans
i'm anti swa, anti klan
p.l.o., j.d.l.,
they can all burn in hell

[FORD]

We are the sons of Reagan ...Heil!
Gonna kill us some pagans ...Heil!
The right's your sacred mission
Start an inquisition
Gonna purge the heathen minds!

We are Reagan Youth! ...Heil! Heil! Heil!
Reagan Youth ...Zeig Heil!

We are the sons of Reagan ...Heil!
We are the godforsaken ...Heil!
The right is our religion
We'll watch television
Tons of fun and brainwashed slime

We are the sons of Reagan ...Heil!
We are the unawakened ...Heil!
Want another war?
Forward to El Salvador!
Gonna kill some communists!

You are Reagan Youth! ...Heil! Heil! Heil!
Reagan Youth! ...Zeig Heil!

Don't be fooled!

[DaveIsKing]

"LIBERALS" by The Ass Kickers


Who's that fuckin' each other in the ass?
L-I-B-E-R-A-L-S, that's right...Liberals!, that's right!!!

(repeat 30 times)

Who are the dumbest cocksuckers in the World??
Who hold "sit ins", "bed ins" and "vomit ins"...
Who are so fucking goddamn stupid they make you rather eat dog shit than look at them??/

LIBERALS!!!

(repeat until your blue in the face)

[pete]

Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom
When the jungle shadows fall
Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock
As it stands against the wall
Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops
When the summer shower is through
So a voice within me keeps repeating you, you, you

Night and day, you are the one
Only you beneath the moon or under the sun
Whether near to me, or far
It's no matter darling where you are
I think of you

Day and night, night and day, why is it so
That this longing for you follows wherever I go
In the roaring traffic's boom
In the silence of my lonely room
I think of you

Day and night, night and day
Under the hide of me
There's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me
And this torment won't be through
Until you let me spend my life making love to you

Day and night, night and day

[pete]

Hey! do you know what you are?
You’re an asshole! an asshole!

Some of you might not agree
’cause you probably likes a lot of misery
But think a while and you will see...
Broken hearts are for assholes
Broken hearts are for assholes
Are you an asshole?
Broken hearts are for assholes
Are you an asshole too?
Whatcha gonna do, ’cause you’re an asshole...

Maybe you think you’re a lonely guy
Maybe you think you’re too tough to cry
So you went to the grape,
Just to give it a try
And dagmar
(Without a doubt, the ugliest sonofabitch I ever saw in my life)
Was his name...
(One two three four!)
The whiskers sticking out from underneath of his
Pancake make-up
(And yet he was a beautiful lady)
Nearly drove you insane
(Let’s talk about leather: leatherrrrrr)
And so you kissed a little sailor
(Tex abel, starring in the latest shepperton production
Who had just blew in from spain
(Sir richard pump-a-loaf)
You sniffed the reeking buns of angel
(The story of a demented bread-boffer)
And acted like it was cocaine
(Cucumber pud annexed to a fine whole-wheat loaf)
You were dazzled by the exciting new costume of ko-ko
(Then on tuesday night, ceasar’s back in town)
In a way you can’t explain
(Facing off in a no-holds-barred tag team grudge match
With kona.)
And so you worked the wall with michael
(Three-hundred-seventy-nine pounds of samoan dynamite)
Which gave your back an awful strain
(Volcanic hell)
But you came back on sunday for the gong show
(Next thursday, teen town’s finest...)
But you forgot what I was sayin’
’cause you’re an asshole, you’re an asshole
That’s right
You’re an asshole, you’re an asshole
Yes, yes
You’re an asshole, you’re an asshole
That’s right
You’re an asshole, you’re an asshole

Now you been to the grape ’n’ you been to the chest
’n’ now I think you know what you are: you’re an asshole

You say you can’t live with what you been through
Well, ladies you can be an asshole too
You might pretend you ain’t got one on the bottom of you,
But don’t fool yerself girl
It’s lookin’ at you
Don’t fool yerself girl
It’s winkin’ at you
Don’t fool yerself girl
It’s blinkin’ at you
That’s why I say
I’m gonna ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Corn hole
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Fist fuck
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Wrist-watch; crisco
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
Pud!

Don’t fool yerself, girl
It’s goin’ right up yer poop chute
Don’t fool yerself, girl
It’s goin’ right up yer poop chute

[Ally_Kat]

Here I am - this is me
There's no where else on earth I'd rather be
Here I am - it's just me and you
And tonight we make our dreams come true

It's a new world - it's a new start
It's alive with the beating of - young hearts
It's a new day - it 's a new plan
I've been waiting for you
Here I am

Here we are - we've just begun
And after all this time - our time has come
Ya here we are - still goin'strong
Right here in the place where we belong

Chorus

Here I am - next to you
And suddenly the world is all brand new
Here I am - where I'm gonna stay
Now there's nothin standin in our way
Here I am - this is me

[rustoffa]

Somewhere, he lost it in a turn
Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove
First come, first served, he's serving it back
He travels light, without a pack, without love
He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
An' hang 'em high

Leather 'cross his thighs
Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
One eye on the road, price upon his head
One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead

He comes from nowhere an' he turns on his own
Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
An' hang 'em high

Blind to himself, an' he's laughing up his scheme
Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
Vision of light, child of the night passing by

(Guitar Solo)

Blind to himself, he's laughing up his scheme
Looking back in anger, the city is relieved
A vision of light, child of the night passing by

Leather 'cross his thigh
Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes
One eye on the road, price upon his head
One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead

He comes from nowhere, an' he turns on his own
Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon
An' hang 'em high...............

[FORD]

Georgia, Georgia, the whole day through
Just an old sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind
Talkin' 'bout Georgia
Georgia
A song of you
Comes as sweet and clear
as moonlight through the pines
Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you
Georgia, oh Georgia, no peace I find
Just an old sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind
Other arms reach out to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see
The road leads back to you
Georgia, Georgia, sweet Georgia
No peace, no peace I find
Just this old, sweet song
Keeps Georgia on my mind
Just an old sweet, sweet song
Keeps Georgia forever on my mind