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C'mon, yeah They say that you play too loud Baby that's tough They say that you got too much Can't get enough They tell you that you look a fool And baby I'm a fool for you They say that your mind's diseased Shaky stuff And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation Ma's own whippin' boy Rock 'n' roll damnation Take a chance while you still got the choice You say that you want respect Honey for what? For all the things that you've done to me Thanks a lot C'mon, get up off your bended knees You can up your mind at ease My temperature's gettin' hot Oh I been waitin' all night For a bite of what you got Rock 'n' roll damnation Ma's own whippin' boy Rock 'n' roll damnation Take a chance while you still got the choice (Damnation), oh they're putting you down (Damnation), all over town (Damnation), cause you're way outta reach Livin' on the streets you gotta practice what you preach Rock 'n' roll damnation Ma's own whippin' boy Rock 'n' roll damnation Take a chance while you still got the choice (Damnation), you left a happy home (Damnation), just to live on your own (Damnation), you wanna live in sin (Damnation), well it's a rock 'n' roll (Damnation), you're just a bundle of joy (Damnation), you're a toy for a boy (Damnation), you're a happy home (Damnation) |
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| 2. |
| 6:03 |
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I know that it's evil
I know that it's got to be I know I ain't doing much Doing nothing means a lot to me Living on a shoe string A fifty cent millionaire Open to charity Rock 'n' roller welfare Sitting in my Cadillac Listening to my radio Suzy baby get on in Tell me where she want to go I'm living in a nightmare She's looking like a wet dream I got myself a Cadillac But I can't afford the gasoline CHORUS: I've got holes in my shoes And I'm way overdue Down payment blues Get myself a steady job Some responsibility Can't even feed my cat On social security Hiding from the rent man Oh it makes me want to cry Sheriff knocking on my door Ain't it funny how the time flies Sitting on my sailing boat Sipping off my champaign Suzy baby all at sea Say she want to come again Feeling like a paper cup Blowing down a storm drain Got myself a sailing boat But I can't afford (a cabaret?) CHORUS |
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| 3. |
| 3:22 |
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She had the way
Had the way The way of letting me know She knew the game Called the play Oh she hit me low She said, Now you go your way I'll go mine And that's a start Doctor, doctor Ain't no cure For the pain in my heart CHORUS: Gimme a bullet to bite on Something to chew Gimme a bullet to bite on And I'll make believe I'll make believe it's you Don't need no drink Don't need no drug Don't need no sympathy Sooner or later Send me a bill For what she's doing to me Operator Long distance lips On the telephone Come tomorrow Come to grips With me all alone CHORUS Bullet to bite on |
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| 4. |
| 5:12 |
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See it on the television every day
Hear it on the radio It ain't humid but it sure is hot Down in Mexico The boy is trying to tell me Near enough to the edge (?) Say they've all been there Too late my friend CHORUS: Riff raff Always good for a laugh (ha ha ha) Riff raff Go on, laugh yourself in half (Smile awhile) Now I'm the kind of guy who keeps his big mouth shut Don't bother me Somebody give me one arm up Leave me in misery I've never shot nobody Don't even carry a gun I ain't done nothing wrong I'm just having fun CHORUS |
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| 4:45 |
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Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first Lambourginis, caviar Dry martinis, Shangri-la I got a burning feeling Deep inside of me It's yearning But I'm going to set it free CHORUS: I'm going in to sin city I'm gonna win in sin city Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm gonna win in sin city (I'm gonna rule you baby) Ladders and snakes Ladders give, snakes take Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim They're getting ready, look out I'm coming in So spin that wheel, cut that pack And roll those loaded dice Bring on the dancing girls And put the champaign on ice CHORUS |
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| 6. |
| 3:32 |
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Well I tied my baby to the railroad track
Cannonball down the line Giving that woman just a one more chance To give it to me one more time Engineer wishing he was home in bed Dreaming about Casey Jones Wide-eyed woman heading a mile ahead Thinking about broken bones CHORUS: It's her love that I want It's her love that I need It's her love got to have It's her love Heavenly body flying across the sky Superman was out of town Come on honey, gotta change your tune Cause it's a long way down Clark Kent looking for a free ride Thinking about Louise Lane It's a bird, it's a plane, it's - a suicide And that'd be a shame CHORUS But what's next to the moon? Long Arm looking for a fingerprint Trying to find the mystery clue Hitting me with the third degree Working on a thumb screw Alright, officer, I confess Everything's coming back I didn't mean to hurt that woman of mine It was a heart attack CHORUS What's next to the moon |
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| 5:05 |
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Feel the pressure rise Hear the whistle blow Bought a ticket of her own accord To... I don't know Packed your heart in a travelling bag And never said bye bye Something missing in the neighbourhood All the crying eyes I stirred my coffee with the same spoon Do a favourite tune Gone shootin' My baby's gone shootin' Wrap yourself around Like a second skin Backed a favourite nag But she could never win I took your number in another town She took another pill She was running in an overdrive Up until my overkill She never made it past the bedroom door What was she aiming for? Gone shootin' She's gone, gone gone gone Gone shootin' My baby's gone shootin' I'm gonna have to get a gun Look out, look out She could have anyone She sure is loaded I used to love her so |
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| 4:12 |
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Well I've been up to my neck in trouble
Up to my neck in strife Up to my neck in misery For most of my life I've been a fool And you know what a fool can do I'm telling you You came along when I needed you Now I'm up, I'm up to my neck in you And I've been up to my neck in pleasure Up to my neck in pain I've been up to my neck on the railroad track Waitin' for the train To cruise on through Well baby my time is due Oh it's way overdue You came along and you pulled me through Now I'm up, up to my neck in you Well I've been up to my neck in whiskey I've been up to my neck in wine I've been up to my neck in wishing That this neck wasn't mine I was a loser You weren't lost Baby you were too good, too good to be true What you've got no one else could do Now I'm up, I'm up to my neck in you Yeah you came along when I needed you Oh I'm up to my neck in you |
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| 3:53 |
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Two faced woman with the two faced lies
I hope your two faced living made you satisfied Tell me baby I was your only one While you've been running around town with every mother's son Told your story about the women like you Told your story about the things you do I used to think that you were sugar and spice I should've listened to my mother's advice CHORUS: Kicked in the teeth again Sometimes you lose, sometimes you win Kicked in the teeth again Ain't this misery ever gonna end? And I've been kicked in the teeth Kicked in the teeth again Two faced woman, such a crying shame Don't know nothing, you're all the same You run around, hope you had your fun You never know who's gonna win till the race been run CHORUS |
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