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| 1. |
| 5:12 | 
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Hey people we're victimized & circumsized
Crossed the line of no return The critics say we devestate Socialites just masturbate Won't the losers ever learn? Who said music's dead in the streets? Don't know what they talk about They gotta put a bullet in my head If they want to keep me down Power to the music in the streets Mothers tell their sons of cyanide & suicide They blame it on the devil's tongue Suck me like a parasite, military 3rd reich You book-burning bastards wasting blood Who said music's dead in the streets? Don't know what they talk about I want my music waking up the dead Don't tell me to turn it down Power to the music in the streets |
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| 2. |
| 5:29 |
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Are you ready for suicide?
Let me run a razor across your throat You took a child for a ride Led them down a long and shameful road It rips my heart out to see you livin' You gave them money in exchange for pain You're the monster in the closet They'll take your secrets with them to their graves Locked you away behind cast iron doors Rather see you dead on the floor I hope that you're feeling so much pain now Uncle Jack Can you hear them still screamin'? Broken hearts, broken dreams Uncle Jack Is your evil still creepin'? Never comin' back here again What were you thinkin', are you human? Took their innocence and made them slaves You want forgiveness, you're so sorry I'd rather put you in an unmarked grave Locked you away behind cast iron doors Rather see you dead on the floor I hope that you're feeling so much pain now Uncle Jack Can't you see them still bleedin'? Broken hearts, broken dreams Uncle Jack Tell me how are you sleepin' Never comin' back here again Uncle Jack Can't you hear them still screamin'? Broken hearts, broken dreams Uncle Jack Is your evil still creepin'? Why? Tell me why |
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| 3. |
| 5:52 |
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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 a piece of the pie We're on a holiday, hooligan's holiday I'm on a holiday, hooligan's I gotta get away Hooligan's holiday We're on a holiday, hooligan's Cross-eyed derelict comin' An iron horse between our legs Tattoos and black manes flowin' Every day's a holidaze * Repeat Modern times and new blood's pumpin' Only the strong survive * Repeat |
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| 4. |
| 6:53 |
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Little old man contemplates
Suicide twice a day Life's passed him by Little old woman scared and blind Left alone in desperate times Life's passed her by * Oh, life it's misunderstood them So they close their eyes And dream of better days Oh, life it's misunderstood, yeah Life's not always fair or so they say Little boy with vacant eyes Daddy won't be home tonight And he don't know why His mother she sits alone Tangled in the web she's sewn She lives lie to lie * Repeat Strangled, caged, left alone Doin' time in a broken home Feelin' left to die I'm a product of your troubled ways You made me what I am today Now you're askin' why Oh, life it's misunderstood me So I close my eyes And dream of better days Oh, life it's misunderstood me Life's not always fair or so they say Restless soul deep inside Searches for some piece of mind Livin' just to die I'm an angry man I always have Had to fight to survive my past Sign of these times Life, it's misunderstood me And I know, know you've been there too Time lets a restless soul fade away Life's not always fair Life's not always fair Or so they say Yeah, life it's misunderstood me So I close my eyes And dream of a better day Oh, life it's misunderstood me Life's not always fair Life's not always fair Or so they say Little boy with hopeful eyes Daddy's comin' home tonight So don't you cry |
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| 5. |
| 2:37 |
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Oh baby
I've walked a million miles Climbing up this mountain Lookin' for your smile Oh sugar Where's my baby been? My heart is like the ocean Waitin' for your love to sail on in Let my love shine Oh baby Remember yesterday You spoke to me in riddles And your mystery remains Umm sugar Be my oldest friend You held me in my youth And you'll hole me in the end Again my friend Let my love shine Can't we find the time? Honey, won't you let my love shine in |
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| 6. |
| 3:41 |
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Took a Greyhound Bus down to Heartattack and Vine with a fistful of dreams and dimes. So far out didn't know that I was in. Had a taste for a life of slime. When push came to shove, the music was the drug and the band always got to play. Sex, smack, rock, roll, mainline, overdose. Man, we lived it night and day. We loved our Mott The Hoople, it kept us all so enraged. And you loved us and you loved us and you loved us. We're so fuckin' beautiful! Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face. It's your disgrace. Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way, just find some faith." Tabloid sleeze just maggots on their knees diggin' in the dirt for slag. Moonshine, strychnine, speedball, shootin' lines. Anything to push their rags. Still we love our Mott The Hoople, it keeps us all so enraged. And you love us and you hate us and you love us. We're so fuckin beautiful! Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face. It's your disgrace. Pretty pretty poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way, just find some faith." Blueprints for disaster. You better not push me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, oo, to your knees. Blueprints for disaster. You better not love me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, mama, to your knees. Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way, just find some faith, faith, faith, yeah." Pretty little poison apples. Pretty, pretty poison apples. |
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| 5:16 |
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Act like Jesus crucified again
These four walls are closing in Who and what do you think you are A rich mother-fucker in a fancy car? Concrete jackal sucking on the past Gold card junkie kissin' money's ass * You're the monkey on my back And it's time for you to go Hammered! You're more harm than my advice And I don't wanna know Hey, Mr. Big Time Hollywood Tell your story walkin' If you think you could Your money's runnin' low On your cocaine whores Nothin' but a rat scratchin' at my door Now I've said all I'm gonna say Times will judge, see who fades away * Repeat Now you're feelin' low, tired, and beaten Razor blades and daggers pierce your soul You're six feet in the hole Get down on your knees in Hollywood Time to kiss some ass You're the monkey on my back And it's time for you to go Hammered! |
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| 8. |
| 6:04 |
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Oh, when you look into my eyes, tell me what you see. I don't think you'll ever realize the pride inside of me. Oo, I've walked my walk, talked my talk and I've lived and died in my songs. Temptation cuts so deep, it's fire still burns so strong. You know I've lived a few mistakes and I stand by them. Oo, it's me, myself, and I till death do us part, yeah. Till death, till death do us part, yeah, yeah, No, no, no, no. Yeah, sometimes my words may cut too deep and I step on a toe or two. But I'm half dead and barely half alive, but I live by the truth. Hey, but I live by the truth. Til death, til death, do us part, do us part. Hey, if you want to criticize, then you can't believe anything you read. What you see is all of me. Yeah, I've talked the talk, walked the walk. Who thought I'd live this long? Oh, this life's been hard like a switchblade, blind faith suicide. You know I've lived a few mistakes and I stand by them. Oo, it's me, myself, and I till death do us part, yeah. Till death, till death do us part, yeah, yeah, No, no, no, no. Yeah, sometimes my words may cut too deep and I step on a toe or two. But I'm half dead and barely half alive, but I live by the truth. Hey, but I live by the truth. Til death, til death, do us part, do us part. |
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| 9. |
| 5:19 |
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Mister, Mr. Push-Button Junkie
Lookin' for some dirt to buy Landslide, it's a corporation landslide Waitin' for a kiss From an atom bomb Situation's critical, my back's against the wall But we like it We're walkin' in our sleep and can't feel it at all I said hey, man just gimme some truth See what ya wanna see Feel what ya wanna feel I don't know what I wanna deal I don't wanna be any part of your stupid mother-fuckin' machine Do what you wanna do Kill if ya gotta kill I just don't believe your point of view Welcome to the numb, fools People, did you ever feel like you're going insane? Sister, I'm feelin' pretty safe dead in this home-made grave The situation's critical, have I lost my mind... and I like it There's too much information Can you see it in my eyes? I said hey man, all I want is the truth See what ya wanna see Feel what ya feel I don't wanna know, I don't wanna feel I don't wanna be any part of your stupid mother-fuckin' machine Do what ya wanna do Kill if ya wanna kill 'Cause I just don't believe your point of view Welcome to the numb Situation's critical, have we lost our minds... but we like it So much information, can you see it in my eyes? I said hey man, just gimme the truth Why don't we See what we wanna see Feel what we wanna feel I don't wanna know I don't wanna feel I don't wanna be any part of your stupid mother-fuckin' disease Do what you wanna do Kill what ya wanna kill 'Cause I just don't believe your point of view Welcome to the numb (X3) |
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| 10. |
| 3:37 |
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Smoke my hoochie
You say that I'm the Devil Reali-thc Marco Polo hailed it Heaven Socrates inhaled it too Mr. President tell the truth You're the great exaggerators Since 1932 Telling evils of the reefer But all thru time we've Smoked the sky, smoke the sky Home grown version Compliments the senses Opens up the mind JFK sold us freedom Or was it just a business toke '63 went up in smoke He was the great seducer Crawling from our tv's Breathed into our future And before he died he Smoked the sky, smoke the sky When it's time we'll smoke the sky BC hailed it heaven I inhaled it too Reali-thc When it's time we'll Smoke the sky Smoke the sky When it's time we'll smoke the sky When it's time we'll smoke the When it's time we'll toke the sky When it's time we'll smoke the sky |
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| 11. |
| 6:26 |
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A war zone in the streets
It's anarchy and siege We hope it goes away Graffiti on the walls in modern Babylon Nothing left to save Feel the rebel's heed Revolution undermines belief My eyes have seen this shit before We're barely hangin' by the skin of our teeth We've all raped it The future's wasted We can't save it now We're droppin' like flies Bye, bye, your droppin' like flies Hate is growing fast In a haze cloud of crack But it helps us fade away Some inner city queen french kisses his disease With one foot in the grave And the junkyard we call home Is primed and ready for another war My, my, my, the children have no chance These eyes have seen this all go down before We've all raped it The future's wasted Can we take it? Is nothing sacred? We can't save it now Woke up late in a fresh dug grave With a conscience on my brain I'm not here to save your world But mine won't stay the same We're droppin' like flies Bye, bye, your droppin' like flies |
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| 12. |
| 3:59 |
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Look inside the mirror
But I don't know who I see Smoke another cigarette A smile holds back the tears These contradictions Seem to be the story of my life A simple man with memories Of those long lost golden days I close my eyes and slowly driftaway Mistakes I've made remind me Of the roads I shouldn't choose Never comes that easy When you've nothing left to lose I can't see the answers Tell me why am I so blind? A tired man who'll make the best Of another lonely day I close my eyes and slowly driftaway Never thought I'd make it Just from playin' my guitar Just a little smile Always shelters me from pain Everytime I start to slide I wish upon a star The sun comes out And dries up all the rain I'm an honest man Who refused the shade On a hot and lonely day I close my eyes and dream my life away Now I know that I can stop the rain Close my eyes and slowly driftaway |
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| 13. |
| 5:27 |
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Oh, everybody
Do you hear the big bass drum? Louder, louder Yes, it's gettin' in you Like the needle from a gun Deeper, deeper Oh, we don't need it Since we've taken to the lust Once you've slept with the rhythm, baby The danger is a must You're hypnotized You're tripnotized Oh, don't you hear it call your name? You're hypnotized, yeah Hey, turn it louder 'Cause I want to feel the push harder, harder Ooh, under your skin Well, slidin' through your veins Well, I've got a nasty habit, babe I always do it again You're hypnotized You're tripnotized Oh, don't you hear it call your name? You're mesmerized You're hypnotized You're tripnotized Oh, don't you hear it call your name? You're paralyzed Hypnotized Oh, don't you hear it call your name? You're tranquilized, yeah |
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| 14. |
| 5:24 |
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She's a revolution
Anarchy in hell on high heels, on high heels I get called the villain Washin' down my love with her pills Lips are speakin' chaos but her eyes Are as blue as the sea She carries Mother's Bible mixes valium with her beliefs Oh yeah, and you know she gets me high I've seen flowers and razors in her hair She's walkin' trouble with her innocence I'll just sit here thinkin' on my window sill She keeps me high, Miss Babykills My Babykills says, she's sugar but she's spicy Licks the venom off her lips Dresses like a school girl Loves her poisoned fingertips I just know I love her Sent from up above for me [Incomprehensible] And you know she gets me high I've seen flowers and razors in her hair She's talkin' trouble with her innocence I just sit here thinkin' on my window sill She keeps me high, Miss Babykills I've seen flowers and razors in her hair She's walkin' trouble with her innocence I just sit here thinkin' on my window sill She takes me higher, takes me higher I've seen flowers and I've seen razors blades I just sit here dreamin' of my latest fill She steals' my heart, Miss Babykills |
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| 15. |
| 4:23 |
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My girlfriend says I can't do this
My wife says don't do that Another case of PMS, Gonna have me a heart attack I need a small vacation man Life's a mini-wreck Told my lawyers and accountants, done took All I can take Livin' in the no One more fucker breathin' down my back Think I will explode Livin' in the no Everyday, everywhere I go Livin in the no TV says 10 dead for Christmas Stalker is on the loose Another freeway shooting I'll be hangin' by my noose I can't seem to shake it I can't seem to bend the spell Special thanks to Mom and Dad For bringing me to Hell Livin' in the no One more sucker breathin' down my back Think I will explode Livin' in the no How'd you like to live your life livin' in the no You heard what The Magic caught? One too many penthouse pets Get some protection baby Lord knows you might be next Livin' in the no One more mother breathin' down my back Think I will explode Livin' in the no How'd you like to live your life livin' in the no Livin' in the no One more fucker breathin' down my back Think I will explode Livin' in the no Everyday, everywhere I go Livin' in the no |
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