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1. |
| 2:25 | ||||
Whoo!
Sixteen and a son of a bitch Got a gun and a strychnine twist Little girl on the graveyard shift Out of control and doesn't give a shit I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. Gonna lose control! So stop, drop, and roll. So, baby-doll, don't you lose your touch. You take it all cause it's never gonna take too much. Dirty mouth and the look of death. My tequila coming' from your breath. Your lips are like a cherry bomb with teeth Losing control, break my sanity. I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. Gonna lose control! So stop, drop, and roll. So, baby-doll, don't you lose your touch. You take it all cause you're never gonna take too much. Whoo! I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down. Gonna lose control! So stop, drop, and roll. Alright! So, baby-doll, don't you lose your touch. You take it all 'cause you're never gonna take too... Losing control and you lose your touch. You take it all, 'cause you're never gonna take too much. |
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2. |
| 2:48 | ||||
Do you want to elope tonight Getting lost in the shadows All dressed up like a switchblade knife Let's hang in love from the gallows Or we can take a walk around the lake There's a garden in the park there Under the stars next to the fireside anywhere is better than here Oh Mother Mary, take my hand I'll be a saint, I'll be your man I'll do most anything, 'cause I don't care ... Oh Mother Mary, take my hand. Take a ride on the midnight train We'll fall asleep at the station Too much wine, driving me insane And then we'll miss our destination Oh well, too bad, who cares, it's all right. As long as we will stick together In hell we’ll rain a rose (could be arrows) of sunshine We'll watch it rise and shine forever Oh Mother Mary, take my hand I'll be a saint, I'll be your man I'll do most anything, 'cause I don't care ... Oh Mother Mary, take my hand. |
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3. |
| 2:03 | ||||
Fourteenth street, booze and swallow I'm gonna drown my sorrow. Dirty floors and sticky tables. For the willing and the able. All the zombies on a hot Friday night. Going down to the Ruby Room. I'm gonna meet my doom. By the name of Rosie May. She's the night pick of the day, yeah. Lucky Strike and I will travel. WooHoo As a Pabst Blue Ribbon unravels. WooHoo Gonna drink my hard earned pay. WooHoo 'Cause it doesn't matter anyway, yeah. WooHoo Seeing double on a one last one night stand. Goin' down to the Ruby Room. I'm gonna meet my doom. By the name of Rosie May. She's the midnight pick of the day, yeah! Going down to the Ruby Room. Going down to the Ruby Room. I'm gonna meet my doom. By the name of Rosie May. She's the midnight pick of the day, yeah, yeah! Going down to the Ruby Room. Going down to the Ruby Room. |
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4. |
| 2:59 | ||||
Mary's in her hour of darkness. Everything she feels is hopeless. Disconnected from the dancehall. Tripping on her heart of purple. Is this passion or... Or your red tide? Faces of her bleak expression. Taking on her town's impression. Tis' the season's witching hour. As the summer loses power. Is this passion or... Or your red tide? Mary's breaking your kiss goodnight. This is where her heart will not die. Is this passion or... Or your red tide? |
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5. |
| 3:32 | ||||
I, I'm just killing time now I do it all the time now and it's killing me I, I polish off the bottle I'm throwing down the throttle Drinking gasoline Now I'm on my way Driving down Broadway Wasting all my time And I won't be late Cause I'm on the brake (?) So don't hesitate Never make it out And it's killing me Do, Do you get the feeling? That you've been bleeded (?) Cause now you're bleeding me You, You're spilling all the wine now On Hollywood and Vine now It's Lushotology Now I'm on my way Driving down Broadway Wasting all my time And I won't be late Cause I'm on the brake (?) So don't hesitate Never make it out and it's killing me and it's killing me [awesome guitar stuff] I, I'm just killing time now I do it all the time now and it's killing me I, I polish off the bottle I'm throwing down the throttle Drinking gasoline Now I'm on my way Driving down Broadway Wasting all my time And I won't be late Cause I'm on the brake So don't hesitate Never make it out And it's killing me [x3] |
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6. |
| 2:27 | ||||
Marie, come out tonight.
you could be my valentine. Marie, you're center stage. you're the soul for the new age. I will be the leper. read me my last rite a crippled believer gimme sight Whoo!! Marie, would you make a bid, on a broken invalid ? Marie, would you drink my wine? we could live on stolen time I will be the leper read me my last rite a crippled believer gimme sight Marie, full of grace and sin. throwing caution to the wind Marie, I'm crucified drink my blood coming from my eyes I will be your leper read me my last rite a crippled believer gimme me sight Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme |
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7. |
| 3:03 | ||||
Well come on baby, take a chance and get your shit together
Well come on baby, take a risk until it comes out right (Rock) your shadow on a subway alone (Back in the Seattle you can hear 'em go) Come on baby, take a chance and get your shit together Well your [illusion] ain't a lie, it's a crime [Chorus] Ride, ride sally, ride I'm ('bout to] take a ride on my motor bike Singing "ride, ride sally, ride" Like the speed of light on a road rage suicide Well now is the time 'cause ain't got time forever Well now is the time so, you better (clear it up, alright) (Rock) your shadow on a subway alone (Back in the Seattle you can hear 'em go) Well now is the time 'cause I ain't got the time forever Your (illusion) ain't a lie, it's a crime [Chorus: x2] Ride, ride sally, ride (Come on) and take a ride on my motor bike Singing "ride, ride sally, ride" Like the speed of light on a road rage suicide Alright! |
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8. |
| 2:27 | ||||
Ya alligator, ya space-invader, ya swamp-dweller making your rounds ya agitator, i'll see ya later don't stand so close to my ground ya alligator, ya space-invader ya bottom-feeder making your rounds ya alligator, ya space-invader, you start your movin' Ya alligator x 4 Start your moving, or get your schooling but stop your foolin' around ya agitator, ya trouble-maker don't stand so close to my ground Start your movin' or get your schooling but stop your foolin' around Ya alligator, ya space-invader you better get your movin' Ya alligator x 4 Ya alligator, ya space-invader ya bottom-feeder making your rounds Ya alligator, ya space-invader You start your movin' Ya alligator x 4 |
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9. |
| 3:23 | ||||
10. |
| 2:50 | ||||
Things are so much harder now no matter how i try Junkyard days and toxic waste still love is on my mind I can see the ledge now Golden Gate is falling from behind (falling from behind) (?) well if you call this living, I just wanna hang my head and cry Voices in my head telling me that I am lost Pills and alcohol are making me a lost cause I can see the ledge now Golden Gate is falling from behind (falling from behind) (?) Well if you call this living, I just wanna hang my head and cry [repeat chorus] |
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11. |
| 2:59 | ||||
Bleeding me though my heart is dry This knife is a symbol the dark side of night Killer's on the run with a halo of lies (flies?) Raising the hell within us as the angels fly There's a rain tonight falling from the sky There's a liar's moon tonight, the dark side of night The secret chasm hole in my heart Fire's raging on us burning like a scar Made of flesh and blood My soul's made of stone My flame is burning out now Darkness (nightmares?) alone There's a rain tonight Falling from the sky There's a liar's moon tonight The dark side of night |
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12. |
| 3:05 | ||||
The little pieces of truth they stick around forever I should have known about you before we got together But we did it yeah we done it I wonder what did i get myself into with you When i piece it together, baby, I put so many holes in you Yeah, you Little pieces of sticks and a bucket of stones I'm afraid i'll be leaving you all alone But i come back around got some pieces of truth Even though it won't make no difference to you- Yeah, you Digging trouble with a shovel You serve it up in so many different ways Now i got so burned that i learned not to hear another word that you say But we did it, Yeah you done it, What the fuck did i get myself into with you When i piece it together baby, I put so many holes in you Digging trouble with your shovel You serve it up in so many different ways Now i got so burned that i learned not to hear another word - Don't mess with the mess-around |