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I want my, I want my MTV
I want my, I want my MTV I want my, I want my MTV I want my, I want my MTV Now look at them yo-yo's, that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb Maybe get a blister on your little finger Maybe get a blister on your thumb We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup Yeah buddy that's his own hair That little faggot got his own jet airplane That little faggot he's a millionaire We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's (Move-a, move-a... uh) (We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries) We gotta move these refrigerators (We gotta move these colour TV's) Look here, look here I shoulda learned to play the guitar I shoulda learned to play them drums Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera Oh, man we could have some fun And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises? He's bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee Oh, that ain't workin' that's the way you do it Get your money for nothin' and your chicks for free We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's Listen here Now, that ain't workin' that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for nothin', chicks for free Get your money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for nothin', chicks for free Money for nothin', chicks for free Money for nothin', chicks for free Get your money for nothin', get your chicks for free (Ow, yeah) Get your money for nothin' and your chicks for free (What's that?) Get your money for nothin' and your chicks for free (Look at that, look at that) Get your money for nothin' and your chicks for free (I want my, I want my, I want my MTV) (Bozos) Money for nothin' and your chicks for free (I want my, I want my, I want my MTV) Get your money for nothin' and your chicks for free (I want my, I want my, I want my MTV) Ow, money for nothin' and your chicks for free (I want my, I want my, I want my MTV) (Easy easy money) money for nothin', (Easy easy chicks) chicks for free (I want my, I want my, I want my MTV) (Easy easy) money for nothin', your chicks for free (I want my, I want my, I want my MTV) (That ain't workin') Money for nothin', chicks for free Money for nothin' |
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Here come Johnny singing oldies, goldies
Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here come Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnel trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Oh yeah the boy can play A dedication, devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife And he do the walk, he do the walk of life Yeah, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny gonna tell you the story Hand me down my walkin' shoes Here come Johnny with the power and the glory Backbeat the talkin' blues He got the action, he got the motion Oh yeah the boy can play A dedication, devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife Then he do the walk, he do the walk of life Yeah, he do the walk of life Here come Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here come Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnel, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Oh yeah the boy can play A dedication, devotion Turning all the night time into the day And after all the violence and double talk There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife You do the walk, yeah, you do the walk of life Mmm, you do the walk of life |
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All the late night bargains have been struck
Between the satin beaus and their belles Prehistoric garbage trucks Have the city to themselves Echoes roars dinosaurs They're all doing the monster mash And most of the taxis, most of the whores Are only taking calls for cash Mmmm, I don't know how it happened It all took place so quick But all I can do is hand it to you And your latest trick Well now my door was standing open Security was laid back and lax But it was only my heart got broken You must have had a passkey made out of wax You played robbery with insolence And I played the blues in twelve bars down Lover's Lane And you never did have the intelligence to use The twelve keys hanging off my chain Mmmm, I don't know how it happened It all took place so quick But all I can do is hand it to you And your latest trick Now it's past last call for alcohol Past recall has been here and gone The landlord he finally paid us all The satin jazzmen have put away their horns And we're standing outside of this wonderland Looking so bereaved and so bereft Like a Bowery bum when he finally understands The bottle's empty and there's nothing left Mmmm, I don't know how it happened It was faster than the eye could flick But all I can do is hand it to you And your latest trick |
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I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man
We are the chosen, we're the partisan Well the cause it is noble and the cause it is just We are ready to pay with our lives if we must Gonna ride across the river deep and wide Ride across the river to the other side I'm a soldier of fortune, I'm a dog of war, yeah And we don't give a damn a-who the killing is for It's the same old story with a different name Death or glory, it's the killing game Gonna ride across the river deep and wide Ride across the river to the other side Oh nothing gonna stop them as the day follows the night Right become the wrong, the left become the right And they sing as they march with their flags unfurled Today in the mountains, tomorrow the world Gonna ride across the river deep and wide Ride across the river to the other side Gonna ride across the river deep and wide Ride across the river to the other side |
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Can't get no sleeves for my records
Can't get no laces for my shoes Can't get no fancy notes On my blue guitar I can't get no antidote for blues Oh yeah Blues Can't find the reasons for your actions Or I don't much like the reasoning you use Somehow your motives are impure Or somehow I can't find the cure Can't get no antidote for blues Oh yeah Blues They say it's mostly vanity That writes the plays we act They tell me that's what everybody knows There's no such thing as sanity And that's the sanest fact That's the way the story goes Oh yeah, oh yeah Blues Can't get no remedy on my TV There's nothing but the same old news They can't find a way to be One world in harmony Can't get no antidote for blues Oh yeah Blues Blues Oh yeah Blues |
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These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms of fire I've witnessed your suffering As the battle raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line in your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms |
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There's gotta be a record of you someplace
You gotta be on somebody's books The lowdown - a picture of your face Your injured looks The sacred and profane The pleasure and the pain Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A ladykiller - regulation tattoo Silver spurs on his heels Says - what can I tell you, as I'm standing next to you She threw herself under my wheels Oh it's a dangerous road And a hazardous load And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A three-chord symphony crashes into space The moon is hanging upside down I don't know why it is I'm still on the case It's a ravenous town And you still refuse to be traced Seems to me such a waste And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet And it's your face I'm looking for on every street And it's your face I'm looking for on every street |
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I wonder where you are tonight
You're probably on the rampage somewhere You have been known to take delight In gettin' in somebody's hair And you, you always had the knack Fade to black I bet you already made a pass I see a darkened room somewhere You run your finger round the rim of his glass Run your fingers through his hair They scratch across his back Fade to black Well maybe it's all for the best But I wish I'd never been lassooed Maybe it's some kind of test But I wish I'd never been tattooed Or been to hell and back Fade to black |
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Well it's a strange old game - you learn it slow
One step forward and it's back to go You're standing on the throttle You're standing on the brakes In the groove 'til you make a mistake Sometimes you're the windshield Sometimes you're the bug Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're a fool in love Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger baby Sometimes you're the ball Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're going to lose it all You gotta know happy - you gotta know glad Because you're gonna know lonely And you're gonna know bad When you're rippin' and a ridin' and you're coming on strong You start slippin' and a slidin' and it all goes wrong, because Sometimes you're the windshield Sometimes you're the bug Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're a fool in love Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger baby Sometimes you're the ball Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're going to lose it all One day you got the glory One day you got none One day you're a diamond And then you're a stone Everything can change In the blink of an eye So let the good times roll Before we say goodbye, because Sometimes you're the windshield Sometimes you're the bug Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're a fool in love Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger baby Sometimes you're the ball Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're going to lose it all Sometimes you're the windshield Sometimes you're the bug Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're a fool in love Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger baby Sometimes you're the ball Sometimes it all comes together baby Sometimes you're going to lose it all |
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Will you and your friend come around
Are you and your friend gonna get on down Will you and your friend come around Or are you and your friend gonna let me down If you talk to one another I'm a hungry man Let me know one way or the other So I can make my plans Will you and your friend come around Or are you and your friend gonna get on down Will you and your friend come around Or are you and your friend gonna get on down I relive the situation Still see it in my mind You got my imagination Working overtime Baby, baby Oh baby |
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Last time I was sober, man I felt bad
Worst hangover that I ever had It took six hamburgers and scotch all night Nicotine for breakfast just to put me right 'Cos if you wanna run cool If you wanna run cool If you wanna run cool, you got to run On heavy, heavy fuel Heavy, heavy fuel Heavy, heavy fuel Yeah My life makes perfect sense Lust and food and violence Sex and money are my major kicks Get me in a fight I like the dirty tricks 'Cos if you wanna run cool If you wanna run cool Yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run On heavy, heavy fuel Heavy, heavy fuel Heavy, heavy fuel My chick loves a man who's strong The things she'll do to turn me on I love the babes, don't get me wrong Hey, that's why I wrote this song Yeah I don't care if my liver is hanging by a thread Don't care if my doctor says I ought to be dead When my ugly big car won't a-climb this hill I'll write a suicide note on a hundred dollar bill 'Cos if you wanna run cool If you wanna run cool Yes if you wanna run cool, you got to run On heavy, heavy fuel Heavy, heavy fuel Heavy, heavy fuel Heavy, heavy fuel Heavy, heavy fuel Heavy, heavy fue-uel Heavy, heavy fue-uel Heavy, heavy fue-uel Heavy, heavy fue-uel Heavy, heavy fue-uel |
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I can see what you're looking to find
In the smile on my face In my peace of mind In my state of grace I send what I can To the man from the ministry He's a part of heaven's plan And he talks to me Now I send what I can to the man With the diamond ring He's a part of heaven's plan, yeah And he sure can sing Now it's all I can afford But the lord has sent me eternity It's to save the little children In a poor country I got my ticket to heaven And everlasting life I got a ride all the way to paradise I got my ticket to heaven And everlasting life All the way to paradise Now there's nothing left for luxuries Nothing left to pay my heating bill But the good lord will provide I know he will So send what you can To the man with the diamond ring They're tuning in across the land To hear him sing I got my ticket to heaven And everlasting life Got a ride all the way to paradise I got my ticket to heaven And everlasting life All the way to paradise All the way to paradise |
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Well this is my back yard - my back gate
I hate to start my parties late Here's the party cart - ain't that great? That ain't the best part baby - just wait That's a genuine weathervane - it moves with the breeze Portable hammock honey - who needs trees It's casual entertaining - we aim to please At my parties, all right, uh-huh Check out the shingles - it's brand new Excuse me while I mingle - hi, how are you Hey everybody - let me give you a toast This one's for me - the host a-with the most Yeah It's getting a trifle colder - step inside my home That's a brass toilet tissue holder with its own telephone That's a musical doorbell - it don't ring, I ain't kiddin' It plays "America the Beautiful" and "Tie a Yellow Ribbon" Boy, this punch is a trip - it's o.k. in my book Here, take a sip - maybe a little heavy on the fruit Ah, here comes the dip - you may kiss the cook Let me show you honey - it's easy - look You take a fork and you spike 'em - say, did you try these? So glad you like 'em - the secret's in the cheese It's casual entertaining - we aim to please At my parties, all right, uh-huh Yeah at my parties, all right, uh-huh Now don't talk to me about the polar bear Don't talk to me about the ozone layer Ain't so much of anything these days, even the air They're running out of rhinos - what do I care? Let's hear it for the dolphin - let's hear it for the trees Ain't running out of nothing in my deep freeze It's casual entertaining - we aim to please At my parties, all right, uh-huh Do what you please At my parties, all right, uh-huh Yeah, at my parties, all right, uh-huh You do what you please Oh yeah, at my parties, all right, uh-huh Oh yes at my parties Yeah I thought you'd like that Hmm that's nice At my parties, all right, uh-huh Yeah at my parties, all right, uh-huh Oh yeah at my parties, all right, uh-huh You do what you please At my parties, all right, uh-huh |
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Standin' on the corner
Of Toulouse and Dauphine Waitin' on Marie-Ondine I'm tryin' to place a tune Under a Louisiana moonbeam On the planet of New Orleans In a bar they call The Saturn And in her eyes of green And somethin' that she said in a dream Inside of my suit I got my mojo root And a true love figurine For the planet of New Orleans New Orleans - the other planet With other life upon it And everythin' that's shakin' in between If you should ever land upon it You better know what's on it The planet of New Orleans Now I'm tryin' to find my way Through the rain and the steam I'm lookin' straight ahead through the screen And then I heard her say Somethin' in the limousine 'Bout takin' a ride across the planet of New Orleans If she was an ace And I was just a jack And the cards were never seen We could have been the king and queen But she took me on back to her courtyard Where magnolia perfume screams Behind the gates and the granite Of the planet of New Orleans New Orleans - the other planet With other life upon it And everythin' that's shakin' in between If you should ever land upon it You better know what's on it The planet of New Orleans With other life upon it And everythin' that's shakin' in between If you should ever land upon it You better know what's on it The planet of New Orleans The planet of New Orleans |
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How long, how long baby
How long has it been How long you gonna keep me wondering How long before you see Stallin' me was wrong - how long How long, how long you gonna keep Slappin' my hands away How long you gonna keep my love at bay How long before you're sure My love is strong - how long How long, how long you gonna keep Tellin' me you like me fine How long until I'm gonna make you mine How long before you wake up And find your good man gone - how long Gone - how long Gone - how long |
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