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| 1. |
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I want you, I need you
I want you to be mine tonight You need me, you tease me Use you up, throw you away You're fire, taking me higher Don't burn me, don't let me down You need me now, I'll teach you how Come on and go all the way Get a piece of your action ah uh Get a piece of your action ah uh Tight action, rear traction So hot, you really blow me away Fast moving, wet and ready The time is right, so hold on tight Live Wire, night prowler Lay back and take me inside You need me now, I'll teach you how Come on let's go all the way Get a piece of your action ah uh Get a piece of your action ah uh I want you, I need you I want you to be mine tonight You need me, you tease me Use you up, throw you away You're fire, taking me higher Don't burn me, don't let me down You need me now, I'll teach you how Come on and go all the way Get a piece of your action ah uh Get a piece of your action ah uh Get a piece of your action ah uh Get a piece of your action ah uh |
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| 2. |
| 3:16 |
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He’s the wolf screaming lonely in the night
He’s the blood-stain the stage He’s the tear in your eye Been tempted by his lie He’s the knife in your back He’s rage He’s the razor to the knife Oh, lonely is our lives My heads spinnin’ round and round But in seasons of wither We’ll stand and deliver Be strong and laugh and (Chorus) Shout--shout--shout Shout at the devil He’ll be the love in your eyes He’ll be the blood between your thighs And then have you cry for more He’ll put strength to the test He’ll put the thrill back in bed Sure you’ve heard it all before He’ll be the risk in the kiss Might be anger on your lips Might run scared for the door But in seasons of wither We’ll stand and deliver Be strong and laugh and (Chorus) Shout--shout--shout Shout at the devil |
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| 3. |
| 3:34 |
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You say our love is like dynamite
open your eyes cause it's like fire and ice well you're killing me your love's guillotine why don't you just set me free Too young to fall in love Run for the hills we're both sinners and saints not a woman but a whore I can just taste the hate well now I'm killing you watch your face turning blue not yet a man just a punk in the street Too young to fall in love You say our love is like dynamite well its no surprise cause you've got one way eyes well you're killing me your love's a guillotine not yet a man just a punk in the street Too young to fall in love |
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| 4. |
| 4:01 |
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You know I'm a dreamer
But my heart's of gold I had to run away high So I wouldn't come home low Just when things went right It doesn't mean they were always wrong Just take this song and you'll never feel left all alone Take me to your heart Feel me in your bones Just one more night And I'm comin' off this long & winding road I'm on my way Well, I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight tonight I'm on my way I'm on my way Home sweet home You know that I seem To make romantic dreams Up in lights, fallin' off The silver screen My heart's like an open book For the whole world to read Sometimes nothing keeps me together At the seams I'm on my way Well, I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight tonight I'm on my way Just set me free Home sweet home |
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| 5. |
| 4:31 |
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Friday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife Handful of grease in my hair feels right But what I need to make me tight are Girls, Girls, Girls Long legs and burgundy lips Girls, Dancin' down on Sunset Strip Girls Red lips, fingertips Trick or treat-sweet to eat On Halloween and New Year's Eve Yankee girls ya just can't beat But they're the best when they're off their feet Girls, Girls, Girls At the Dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale Girls, Girls. Girls Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails Girls, Girls, Girls Raising Hell at the 7th Veil Have you read the news In the Soho Tribune Ya know she did me Well then she broke my heart I'm such a good good boy I just need e new toy I tell ya what, girl Dance for me, I'll keep you overemployed Just tell me a story You know the one I mean Crazy Horse, Paris, France Forget the names, remember romance I got the photos, a menage a trois Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those Girls, Girls. Girls Body Shop. Marble Arch Girls, Girls, Girls Tropicana's where I lost my heart Girls, Girls, Girls |
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| 6. |
| 3:42 |
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She's only fifteen
She's the reason-the reason that I can't sleep You say illegal I say legal's never been my scene I try like hell but I'm out of control All in the name of rock 'n' roll For sex and sex I'd sell my soul All in the name of rock 'n' roll Pretty, pretty so innocent She says you ain't seen nothing yet Brings me a dirty, dirty magazine There she was for all the world to see I try like hell but I'm out of control. All in the name of rock 'n' roll For sex and sex I'd sell my soul All in the name of rock 'n' roll Says to me daddy Can I have some candy Wanna be your nasty Anytime you want You know you can have me All in the name of rock 'n' roll |
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| 4:44 |
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When I get high
I get high on speed Top fuel funny car's A drug for me My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart Always got the cops Coming after me Custom built bike doing 103 My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart Ooh, are you ready girls? Ooh, are you ready now? Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Give it a start Ooh, yeh, baby Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Hope it never stops Ooh, yeh, baby Skydive naked From an aeroplane Or a lady with a Body from outerspace My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart Say I got trouble Trouble in my eyes I'm just looking for Another good time My heart, my heart Kickstart my heart Ooh, are you ready girls? Ooh, are you ready now? Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Give it a start Ooh, yeh, baby Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Hope it never stops Ooh, yeh, baby When we started this band All we needed, needed was a laugh Years gone by...I'd say we've kicked some ass When I'm enraged Or hittin' the stage Adrenalin rushing Through my veins And I'd say we're still kickin' ass Ooo, ahh, kickstart my heart I hope it never stops And to think, we did all of this... To rock Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Give it a start Ooh, yeh, baby Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Hope it never stops Ooh, yeh, baby Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Give it a start Ooh, yeh, baby Ooh, yeh Kickstart my heart Hope it never stops Ooh, yeh, baby Kickstart my heart |
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| 8. |
| 4:02 |
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I said dance I said prance
Sleazing in like a monkey That's cool I say it's gross Honey so damn funky Dance to the rhythm Jungle music rhythm So primal animal Tearing down the gown Striped with such a strip She's a winner's rockshot don't give up no No she don't give a She's a rock n roll junkie The way she licks her lips Another midnight monkey Just a rock n roll junkie I'm a wildcat I can't scratch Nice to feel the wind's draft Standing in the music Dirty dirty music Dancing on the edge She likes it that way She loves it baby She's a rock n roll junkie The way she licks her lips Another midnight monkey Just a rock n roll junkie She likes it that way She loves it baby hey hey hey Come on wild child hey hey Give me a fix baby She's a rock n roll junkie The way she licks her lips Another midnight monkey Just a rock n roll junkie Just a rock n roll junkie The way she licks her lips Another midnight monkey Just a rock n roll junkie |
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| 9. |
| 3:21 |
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Oh I am an anti-Christ
And I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I wanna destroy the passers by 'Cause I, I wanna be, anarchy In this fuckin' city Anarchy for the USA It's coming sometime, maybe Give the wrong time Stop a traffic line Your future dream is a shopping scheme 'Cause I wanna be, anarchy Well it's the only way to be (Solo) Ha ha ha ha ha ha There are many ways to get what you want I use the best, well I use the rest Well I use the enemy I use anarchy 'Cause I, I wanna be, anarchy Fuck the rat race man Is this the PMRC Or is this the DEA Or is this the CIA I thought it was the U.S.A. Or just another country Some other fuckin' country And I, wanna be, anarchy Oh I wanna fuckin' hear it man And I, wanna be, anarchy Let's say it again boys And I, wanna be, anarchy Fuckin' destroy |
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| 10. |
| 5:50 |
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Drop dead beauties, stompin up a storm
Lines of hell on our face Bruised bad apples ..crawling through the night Busted loose..runaway!!! Always always Thrill without a motive 30 days just a haze Everybody wants a piece of the action Everybody wants some piece of the pie Where ona holiday, hooligans holiday I'm on a holiday.... hooligans I gotta get away ....hooligans holiday Where on a holiday hooligans Cross eyed derilicts coming An iron horse between our legs Tattoos an black manes flowin everydays A holidayze ********* Everybody wants a piece of the action Everybody wants some piece of the pie Where ona holiday, hooligans holiday I'm on a holiday.... hooligans I gotta get away ....hooligans holiday Where on a holiday hooligans Modern times an new bloods pumpin Only the strong survive Everybody wants a piece of the action Everybody wants some piece of the pie I gotta get away Where ona holiday, hooligans holiday I'm on a holiday.... hooligans I gotta get away ....hooligans holiday Where on a holiday hooligans Everybody wants a piece of the action Everybody wants some piece of the pie |
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| 11. |
| 4:41 |
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I don't care now what I do 'cause I am just a fool like you Get my way now everyday Just like you I take all I can get just like you We're the generation swine Such a disgrace Gotta get away, gotta get away Back in ya face A rat race from outerspace Gonna blow your mind Aggravation gotta blow my brains Gotta blow my brains We're the generation I want more, it's not enough We get our thrills So my mind's a sewage sump Right from this stuff It's smelling bad and Just like you Out of luck Such a disgrace Back in ya face... We're the generation swine Gimme no lip Here comes my fist Gettin blown away, gettin I don't need it this time Thrown away This here songs for you, the Degeneration Doomed welcome my fools to The planet boom Gun leave this place right Thinkin' that I'll grab my space Now for the zoom We're the generation swine Gimme some space Get outta my face Don't need your lip Your ignorance Always on the run We're the generation Wanna go insane New sensation Gonna go insane We're the generation swine
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| 12. |
| 4:16 |
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Bashful Betty such a bondage brat
Dressed in latex and coated in sewer rats A serpents tounge, calculating mind Gets top dollar for the hip shake divine Look to the sky There's no rain in sight Better wear your rubber boys If Betty is your date tonight My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Sexy suki little geisha girl Giving every samurai a twirl An HIV, VIP Backseat panties down around her knees She ain't got no money Can’t pay her rent It’s a sunny day now baby Every night on her back that's spent My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels Wow! My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it Town calls ya Hell on high heels My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels My baby, the way you walk it talk it (walk it, talk it) Town calls ya (Hell on high, high, high heels) My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels Wow! My baby, the way you walk it talk it Walk it, talk it oh yeah! Town calls ya Hell on high heels My honey, it's how ya makin' money Boys call ya Hell on high heels (Hell on high, high, high heels) My baby, the way you walk it talk it Boys calls ya Hell on high heels Oh baby nice shoes. |
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| 3:27 |
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Sittin' in the classroom thinkin' it's a drag Listening to the teacher rap-just ain't my bag When two bells ring you know it's my cue Gonna meet the boys on floor number 2 Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Teacher don't you fill me up with your rules Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school Checkin' out the halls makin sure the coast is clear Lookin' in the stalls-nah, there ain't nobody here My buddies Sixx, Mick |
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| 3:21 |
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Oh no, oh no
Oh. no oh no Oh no, oh no Living on a jet Making love to someone else's dreams Say it again She puts her leg up Well, calls it good luck Do you know what I mean? Do you remember? Well I remember Oh no, oh no Dream machine So damn cool she can turn on the night The more she gets Well, the more that she needs Do you know what I mean? Do you remember? Well I remember Oh no, oh no Too fast Too fast for love Too fast You're too fast for love Too fast Too fast for love Too fast You're too fast for love Too fast Too fast for love Too fast You're too fast for love Too fast Too fast for love Too fast You're too fast for love Oh no, oh no She's a streamline queen On a sex craved movie screen Say it again She'll use her time up Have nothing to show Well mark my words Do you remember? Well I remember Oh no, oh no Too fast Too fast for love Too fast You're too fast for love Too fast Too fast for love Too fast You're too fast for love Too fast Too fast for love Too fast You're too fast for love Too fast Too fast for love Too fast You're too fast for love Too fast Too fast for love Too fast You're too fast for love You're too fast You're too fast for love |
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| 4:13 |
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She's got an alligator bag
Top hat to match Dressed in black on black She's got a philipino girlie She claims is her friend I tell you boys you just got to laugh Now, I used to call her cindy She changed her name to "sin" I guess it's the name of her game I really used to love her Then, the kitty she dicovered It's got to be a sexual thing All around the world Girls will be girls It's the same ol', same ol' situation It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain I say no no no No no no Introduced me to her lover In a cellophane dress Then they bid me a sweet farewell last time I saw them They were kissing so softly To the sound of wedding bells Well, all around the world Girls will be girls It's the same ol', same ol' situation It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain Just like a punch in the teeth Or a swan dive to the street No, no, no No, no, no If it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all |
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