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Hello, This is the Operator with a Collect Call from the
LA County jail from Tommy. Will you accept the Charges? Theory of Relativity to fear your Duality a drift back in my memory Searching for something significant deep within of me I wanna travel the world and the 7 seas adventure to the desert with some water and plant a seed kick down some of my energy now i can see things that before i could never see a new dimension filled with knowledge and harmony One brotha to anotha kick back and play a drum Chorus: Rely what lies deep within your mind between you and me look inside and you'll find Rely what lies deep within your mind between you and me let the blind lead the blind Who the Hell Cares where the fuck you come from Who the Hell Cares where the fuck you come from Who the Hell Cares where the fuck you come from Who the Hell Cares where the fuck you come from Make your moves, get ya dibs Nigga fuck them kids talkin' this shit bout you dogg, they don't know how it is thats on the up dogg. you know what? mutha fuck y'all cause i'm the top dogg, big dogg big ball on the block gettin' money, fuckin' hos and rockin' hip-hop Methods of Mayhem with D-O double G-Y and we ride, slidin' to a whole different beat on the street bang bang chitty chitty I'm a crazy nigga from the mad ass long beach City I'm not your neighbour, I'm a gangsta with the flavour and the Ill Behaviour Chorus Cut it direct Chorus |
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from Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem (1999)
POWER TO THE POSITIVE PEOPLE PLEASE PUSH YOUR PANIC BUTTONS STOP THE PRESS ITS THOSE HYPOCRITICAL JUDGIN CONDEMNIN PREACHERS WITH PENS BEHIND THEIR DESK, CONSISTENTLY DROPPING FICTICIOUS LIES LEAVING LIVES A MESS, WE PROTEST AGAINST THEIR NEGATIVE STRESS, TIME TIME TIME TO GET SOME SHITS OFF OUR CHEST, I KNOW THAT VIOLENCE DONT FIX DRAMA, IF YOU WANNA HAVE THAT GOOD KARMA, GO GO ASK YOUR MOMMA. DID YOU UNCOVER YOUR THIRD EYE, YEAH AND UTILIZE MY MENTAL TELEPATHY TO GET THEM AWAY FROM T-LEE AND THE REST POSSIE
CLICK CLICK CAMERA FLASH FREEZE FRAME A TIME FROM THE PAST, IF I HAD A GAT I PROBABLY WOULD BLAST, BUT LIVIN LIFE LIKE THAT LIFE PROBABLY WOULD NOT LAST, CAUSE SOMEBODY SOME DAY MAY DO UNTO YOU AS YOU DID ONTO THEM, LEAVE YOU SIX FEET DEEP IN THE GROUND YOUR LAST TOUR DATE IN A CASKET WITH NO QUADRO SOUND WHO SETS THE STANDARDS WHO SETS THE LINES WHO YOU, OR DO THEY RULE YOUR MINDS. WHO SETS THE STANDARDS WHO SETS THE LINES WHO YOU, OR DO THEY RULE YOUR MINDS. THE SNITCHES THE BITCHES BE TAKIN ADVANTAGES OF THE CHANCES THAT THEY BE GIVIN, CONFIDENTUALITY T-BONE GAVE A BROTHER LOVE AND HE TURNED THAT SHIT INTO 10-G'S, AND KNOW ITS HE WHO SAILS THE SEVEN SEAS LEFT US IN THE STUDIO TRACKIN OUR TRAX KNOW WERE GETTIN FREAKY-O, POPARAZZI GOTTA SATELLITE 24-7 ON MY HOMIE YO, UH-OH WITH A DIRECT LINE THAT GOES DIRECTLY LIVE TO THE TONIGHT SHOW WHERE THEY PREP LIKE CHEFS cuttin and choppin WITH THEir FAKE ASS VOICE O'S, YEAH AND SUPPORTIN A LOW LIFE SUCKA WHO STOLE A VIDEO TAPE OF MY BROTHA AND HIS WIFE WITHOUT THEIR CLOTHES, NOW THEY PACK THAT SHIT IN THE PUBLICS NOSE, BUT IRONICALLY MY FELLOW PEEPS BURN THAT TRASH UP IN OUR SHOWs who sets the standards who sets the lines who keeps feeding us ethnic separation, tax levels n levels of occupation we're all significant parts in this Universal creation who sets the standards who sets the lines, who you? or do they rule your mind!! who sets the standards who sets the lines, who you? or do they rule your mind!! SEE WE SICK AND TIRED OF THEY TRICKS WE USIN VOO-DOO ON THE WHOLE RAG MAG CLICK, AND THAT HARD COPY SHIT HERE WE'RE GONNA GIVE EM A REAL TOPIC FOR THE NEW MILLENIUM REAL QUICK. who sets the standards who sets the lines, who you? or do they rule your mind!! who sets the standards who sets the lines, who you? or do they rule your mind!! who sets the standards who sets the lines, who you? or do they rule your mind!! who sets the standards who sets the lines, who you? or do they rule your mind!! |
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from Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem (1999)
Tommy Lee - I dont deny im in the public eye seems like 24/7 being
watched by a spy makes me wonder why they dont live their own livesTheir not news reporters-they're full of bullshit and lies leave them alone their carma will be their demise I can read between the lines they make up shit because theres no shit to find, Im under a microscope directly going to prison if i take a toke people ask me for answers as if I was the pope im my own spiritual leader on this emotional teetor totter my senses are getting hotter Chorus - ARE YOU TESTING ME? GET THE FUCK BACK PUNK GET THE FUCK BACK BACK Tommy Lee - Now I see whats on the real the public craves drama like a pig that squeals they watched me in court testifyin to a fucked up charge I was drowning myself in my own tears, of my Boys growing up in their early years without their father near ain't noway im gonna dissapear can you hear? Freedom can be taken from you at anytime so you better think twice before you pay the PRICE, pay the PRICE! Chorus - ARE YOU TESTING ME? GET THE FUCK BACK PUNK GET THE FUCK BACK BACK Chorus - No one can condem! Fitten to go rictor gonna get sicka thats for sure were bumpin up the temperature were blowin up the area, gonna scare ya, were the methods of mayhem no one can condem! Chorus - ARE YOU TESTING ME? GET THE FUCK BACK PUNK GET THE FUCK BACK BACK Chorus - No one can condem! Chorus - No one can condem! Fitten to go rictor gonna get sicka thats for sure were bumpin up the temperature were blowin up the area, gonna scare ya, were the methods of mayhem! Chorus - ARE YOU TESTING ME? GET THE FUCK BACK PUNK GET THE FUCK BACK BACK |
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from Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem (1999)
77 MILLION DOLLARS MADE FROM WATCHIN ME CUM UNDER THE SUN ON MY VACATION, "AFTER HOURS ON SPECTRAVISION" SHOOTIN MY JIZZY JIZUM THE WOODY HAS RIZZY RISEN, I AIN'T GETTIN PAID TO ENTERTAIN YOUR BRIDAL SHOWERS, ROCKIN MY PORNO TAPE FOR HOURS AND HOURS, @#$%^&* ARE FEARIN ME IT'S BIGGER THAN RON JEREMY..
Cause IT'S THEM ASS CHEEKS THAT MAKE MY ASS WEAK AND I've BEEN RUNNIN WITH THE BLUEBALLS SINCE LAST WEEK, AND IF YOU ASK ME I'LL BE GLAD TO SPEAK UNTIL WE GET BUTT NAKED AND BREAK IT DOWN WITH NASTY. GET, GET NAKED Cmon baby make it hot GET, GET NAKED Ride the cock til ya hit the spot GET, GET NAKED Cmon baby make it hot Get NAKED DOIN IT DOGGY STYLE...... Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay ..Bow wow yippie yo yippie yay THE LITLE GEISHA HO FROM TOKYO WHO SAID SHE COULD BLOW, TEN DOLLAS LOVE ME LONGTIME IN A LIMO, FOR REALLY Doh, I'M JUST TRYIN TO FLY WITH THE FLOWS FREAK UP SOME HO'S BLOW UP THE SHOWS, MAKE A LITTLE Dough-HO AS IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW, BACK TO THE STRIPCLUB FREAKIN UP SOME HO-HOS SWINGIN MY DINGALING IT AINT NO THaNG. IT'S THose INTERGALACTIC HOS WHO CAME DOWN IN THOSE SPACE PROBES, FINE GREEN HIENAS REPRESENTIN WITH NO CLOTHES MIX MASTER MIKE MIX MASTER MIKE MAKIN THE PUSSY TIGHT NO JIMMY,NO GIMMIE,NO LUST IN THE METHODS OF MAYHEM WE TRUST,SO RIP OFF YOUR CLOTHES AND EXPOSE YOUR BUSTS Cause IT'S THEM ASS CHEEKS THAT MAKE MY ASS WEAK AND I've BEEN RUNNIN WITH THE BLUEBALLS SINCE LAST WEEK, AND IF YOU ASK ME I'LL BE GLAD TO SPEAK UNTIL WE GET BUTT NAKED AND BREAK IT DOWN WITH NASTY. GET,GET NAKED Cmon baby make it hot GET,GET NAKED Ride the cock til ya hit the spot GET,GET NAKED Cmon baby make it hot Get NAKED (lil kim's rap is not included) |
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from Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem (1999)
Now im shedin my skin ya gotta listen to me ill tell ya what I
see never believe whatcha read the shit is spreadin like a disease never feel withdrawn time to move on get your groove on say goodbye everything must die solidify and fly to a new level a place where love is unconditional physical and non-denomiational Tommy Lee - Like a snake shed my skin leave my past where i've been...can you feel what I feel to hold on must be killed don't cry over whats been spilled, can you feel what I feel? Yeah Yeah, Yeah you! Can you feel what I feel? Yeah Yeah, Yeah you! Can you feel what I feel? Kid Rock - See the kid rock bumpin up and down your block with no cares long hair swingin middle fingers in the air people stare n point I hit the joint and laugh - kiss my ass, the past is more than 10 years i've known from a complete unknown to the hot zone, million dollar home and a diamond ring never thougt i'd amount to a damn thing, I'm the man sing like Curtis May mack on ho's like Ruby Ray, its been a long time comin' but you know whats happenin... straight pimpin' im sitting five times platinum Tommy Lee - Like a snake shed my skin leave my past where i've been...can you feel what I feel to hold on must be killed don't cry over whats been spilled, can you feel what I feel? Yeah Yeah, Yeah you! Can you feel what I feel? Yeah Yeah, Yeah you! Can you feel what I feel? =2x |
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from Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem (1999)
Are you tired of hanging out in your
car and getting sweated by the boys in blue? Tired of getting shot by your best friend and not recieving any medical attention cause of lack of insurance? If these are a few problems that plague you and your friends, this november when you go up that ballid box and you see the proposition marked |
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from Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem (1999)
Heres some music to crash your car to,
aint no use its to fast to undo CRASH....CRASH, 60 shots of Jack and I feel you, equillibriums off and its pure pandemonium Were going too fast, were going too fast, aint no way this is ever gonna last, were going too fast, were gonna crash I'm just a wreck so what the hell did you expect Cockeyed joyride swervin between the lines, rearview mirror makin me loose my mind, all liquored up and hes back behind the wheel again, got no idea where hes goin' or where hes been Were going too fast, were going too fast, aint no way this is ever gonna last, were going too fast, were gonna crash I'd push my luck so what, I just dont give a fuck GOING TO FAST, GOING TO FAST.. The suns coming up as you start to feel your coming down, god damn give me hope, so i can kiss the ground! Were going too fast, were going too fast, aint no way this is ever gonna last, were going too fast, were gonna crash I'm just a wreck so what the hell did you expect GOING TO FAST, GOING TO FAST.. |
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from Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem (1999)
A seed become a flower, a cocoon becomes
a butterfly winter becomes spring time, and love becomes a child the clowds become the rain the sad becomes the pain inside cryin' becomes a game, yeah, yeah, and smoke becomes the flame, Im a father to my son, yeah, Im a son to my father you cannot dismiss I'm living proof of metamorphosis Tilo - Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it doesn't matter if your black budohist or asian we all possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate seed becomes a flower! x2 Tommy Lee - A bot becomes a man, a song becomes a memory of a time in your life, a river becomes an ocean, and life becomes undone. Feelings become emotion, a marriage becomes a devotion for the rest of your life, the bordem becomes the same, and guilt turns into pain..Im a father to my son, yeah, Im a son to my father you cannot dismiss I'm living proof of metamorphosis Tilo - Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it doesn't matter if your black budohist or asian we all possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate seed becomes a flower! x2 Tommy Lee - Im a father to my son, yeah, Im a son to my father you cannot dismiss I'm living proof of metamorphosis Tilo - Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it doesn't matter if your black budohist or asian we all possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate seed becomes a flower! x2 |
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from Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem (1999)
Its a mother fucking method..
Are you ready for the tweekend? Come on baby.. It dont stop.. Come on baby.. FORGET ABOUT REHAB! Gimme More The drugs are so advanced "Why get involved with a rockstar with a troubles history" Are you ready for the tweekend? Come on baby.. "Tommy seemed to know the difference, he just didnt care" FORGET ABOUT REHAB! Wow, this is amazing Give me another one, Gimme more The drugs are so advanced |
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from Methods Of Mayhem - Methods Of Mayhem (1999)
U-GOD - The blade is much colder
slaughter house lava shit boiling Point molten rocky mountain cocky guitar string four star ninja claw to the jaw of course you know the force the War I bring cut sting before I snub nose em cement toes em to death the core scuff em some more then I hose em some more the braveheart slave whirlwind all in the all I might trip, slip or stagger yo but I wont fall Iron body be my hobby, bringin' you bastards bio rhythm fly so now blowin' a gasket shelltoe elbow slow gun ho pro methods of mayhem mantis bury your face in the canvas quick, THE I VANISH. |
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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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from The Banger Sisters (와일드 클럽) by Trevor Rabin [ost] (2002)
fame..........makes a man take things over
fame............lets him loose......hard to swallow fame................puts you there where things are hollow fame fame it's not your brain it's just the flame that burns your change to keep you in sane do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do what the fuck that ya wanna do if you get strong game money nad fame then your dirty wishes will come true "so whatcha wanna do??" do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do what the fuck that ya wanna do if you get strong game money and fame then your dirty wishes will come true fame shatcha like is in the limo fame what you get is no tomorrow fame... what you need you have to borrow fame fame nien its mine its just his line to bind your time it drives you to crime do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do what the fuck that ya wanna do if you get strong game money nad fame then your dirty wishes will come true "so whatcha wanna do??" do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do do what the fuck that ya wanna do if you get strong game money and fame then your dirty wishes will come true fame what you get is no tomorrow fame what you need you have to borrow fame fame bully for you chilly for me got to go get a rain check on pain |
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(1) You know he's gotta get away To the merry-go-round and round Count times that he laid awake At night thinkin' Am I goin' down now Am I goin' down Am I goin' down now, oh! (2) It's not easy puttin' on a smile You're alone, lost and found She waits at home just to love him Through the night thinkin' He's been gone so long now Is he coming home He's been gone so long now, oh! (Chorus) Merry-go-round and round (repeat) (1) (Chorus) (Chorus) She waits alone Just to love him through the night I'm coming home babe |
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Don't you know, know, know It's a violation I still hear you saying Such a perfect, perfect night No, no, no fight all temptation Well, in a black hearted alley fight I'm screaming Take me to the heights tonight Take me to the top Take me to the top . . . (repeat) Too many times Victim accusation No, you don't have to take it like that A sheer, sheer heart attack No, no noit's no realization I never had a way with you But I still hear you saying Take me to the top Take me to the top . . . (repeat) Take me to the top To the top and throw me off . . . (repeat) Take me to the top |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
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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When she laughs She's got the power of a child in her eyes And when you cry now She'll hold you like a man's supposed to be held I can't get into words how I feel Get it right in this song now I had to set her free Needed a friend Come back to me Oh starry eyes Oh, oh (repeat) Standing alone in the light You could see her cry With a smile and a wink And a sparkle in her eyes She calmly sighed, I will be all right Okay child you've had to take the pain Of a man in the streets You gotta let me in Needed a friend Even just for one night Oh, starry eyes Oh, oh (repeat) Oh no, oh no, oh no Oh, starry eyes Oh, oh (repeat) |
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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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Frankie died just the other night Some say it was suicide But we know How the story goes With his six string knife And his street wise pride The boy was a man before his time And she knew All their dreams would come true But ya see, Frankie was fast Too fast to know He wouldn't go slow Until his lethal dose And she knows He'll finally come too close (Chorus) Well, on with the show Going on with the show Come on baby No, no, no Oh my, my, my . . . (repeat) He was bad He was never good But one thing that he understood And she knew All those lies would come true The time has come and He's paid his dues Suzy finally got the news She always knew This day would come soon (Chorus) (Chorus) He was stopped on a dime With a switchblade knife Some damn punk went and Took Frankie's life And she knew She'd have to pull through Broken down, with his broken dreams With a wink of an eye Said Suzy, listen to me You must go On with the show Go on with the show Going on with the show Come on baby No nono Oh my mymy my(repeat) Oh baby |
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One two, one two three
Hey hey hey, hey kid, the whole house is shakin' We got the time, right in our sights Hey hey hey, hey kid, the world's gone crazy But you know it won't last too long You know it won't last too long You know it won't last too long You know it won't last too long Hey kid, you're the toast of the town Well hey kid, you're the toast of the town Hey hey hey, hey kid, what's it gonna get you Screaming through the hours of the night Hey hey hey, hey kid, the world's gone crazy But you know it won't last too long You know it won't last too long You know it won't last too long You know it won't last too long Hey kid, you're the toast of the town Well hey kid, you're the toast of the town You heard me sayin', baby don't be a fool I got news for you Well pack your things, baby don't be a fool Before it crashes down on you Down on you Down on you Down on you Come on Well hey kid, you're the toast of the town Well hey kid, you're the toast of the town Well hey kid, you're the toast of the town Well hey kid, you're the toast of the town Well hey kid |
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One, two, three, four
Hey When you smiled at me And I saw your eyes All I ever wanted to be Was in your arms tonight You looked too young to know about romance Oh, yes you did But when you smiled, I had to take a chance I had to take a chance and be with you Tonight, I'll be with you tonight Tonight, you'll love me too tonight Woh baby, tonight I'm making love to you, woh, tonight Bop om doo doh woh mop shoo Woh, tonight, you're gonna love me too tonight Woh, tonight Tonight, I'll be with you tonight Tonight, you'll love me too tonight Woh baby, tonight I don't know myself If it's wrong or right All I know is what I can feel So be my love tonight You looked too young to know about romance Oh, you know what I mean But when you smiled, I had to take a chance I had to take a chance and be with you Tonight, I'll be with you tonight Tonight, you'll love me too tonight Woh baby, tonight Woh, tonight Won't you let me sleep with you, baby, oh yeah? Woh, tonight I just wanna make you feel good inside, baby, oh yeah Woh, tonight Let me feel the love that's in you Woh, tonight Come on, come on, come on, come on And let me come on, baby, oh yeah woh, tonight |
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In The Beginning
In the beginning Good always overpowered the evils Of all man's sins... But in time The nations grew weak And our cities fell to slums While evil stood strong In the dusts of hell Lurked the blackest of hates For he whom they feared Awaited them... Now many many lifetimes later Lay destroyed, beaten, beaten down, Only the corpses of rebels Ashes of dreams And blood stained streets It has been written "Those who have the youth Have the future" So come now, children of the beast Be strong And Shout at the Devil |
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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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Now listen up
She's razor sharp If she don't get her way She'll slice you apart Now she's cool, cool black Moves like a cat If you don't get her game You might not make it back (Pre-chorus) She's got the look's that kill That kill She's got the look's that kill That kill (Chorus) She's got the looks that kill Now she's bullet-proof Keeps her motor clean And believe me, you She's a number thirteen The church strikes midnight She's lookin' louder and louder She's gonna turn on your juice, boy So she turns on the power (Pre-chorus) She's got the looks that kill (Chorus)(Solo)(Verse)(Pre-chorus)(Chorus) |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Out go the lights
In goes my Knife Pull out his life Consider that bastard dead Get on your knees Please beg me, please You're the king of sleaze Don't you try to rape me (Chorus) Bastard Consider that bastard dead Bastard Won't get screwed again Whoa! Whoa! Bastard Make it quick, blow off his head Got your neck in the noose I got nothing to loose We're really gonna screw you Consider that bastard dead Quick as a shark Beast has its mark You can't beat the dark Don't you try to rape me (Chorus)(Solo)(Chorus) |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
(1)
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide I get to the top And I go for a ride I get to the bottom And I do it again Well, I do it again (2) Do you or don't you Want me to love you I'm comin' down fast But I'm miles above you Well tell me, come on man Tell me the answer You may be a lover But you ain't no dancer (Chorus) Helter Skelter (repeat) Do you or don't you Want me to make you I'm comin' down fast But don't let me break you (Pre-Chorus) Oh tell me, come on man Tell me the answer You may be a lover But you ain't no dancer No (Chorus) Oh yeah, come on Turn on the power (1)(2)(Pre-chorus)(Chorus) Now I'm comin' down on you It's helter skelter |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Fight for the black shark
See what evil brings Can't you see we're out for blood Love from a shotgun License to kill Can't you see we're out for blood (Pre-Chorus) The kids scream in fright, through the night Loving every bit with delight And we blow out our minds with your truth And together we stand for the youth (Chorus) Red Hot, Red Hot To the top, we are Red hot Shout at the devil We've laughed at your wars Can't you see we're out for blood Run with the pack, now Always ask for more Can't you see we're out for blood (Pre-Chorus)(Chorus)(Solo)(Chorus) |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
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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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
In the heat of the night
You went and blackened my eyes Well now I'm back I'm back I'm back And I'm coming your way Well now I'm supercharged Might just explode in your face I'm black I'm black I'm black And I'm primed for hate (Chorus) Knock 'em dead, kid (Knock 'em dead) Knock 'em dead, kid (Knock 'em dead) The blade is red, kid (Knock 'em dead) Knock 'em dead, kid Knock 'em dead A star-spangled fight Heard a steel-belted scream Now I'm black, I'm black, I'm black Another sidewalk's bloody dream I heard the sirens whine My blood turned to freeze You'll see the red in my eyes As you take my disease (Chorus)(Solo)(Chorus) Knock 'em Knock 'em Knock 'em Dead...(scream) Knock 'em dead kid |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Here I come
My mind is set Get ready for love You're my ten second pet (Verse) Touch my gun But don't pull my trigger Let's make history In the elevator Or lock the door Shine my pistol some more Here I cum Just ten seconds more (Chorus) Ten seconds to love Ten seconds to love Pull my trigger My guns loaded with your love Ten seconds to love Ten seconds to love Just wait honey Till I tell the boys about you Bring a girlfriend Maybe bring two I got my camera Make a star outta you Let's inject it Photograph it Down to the subway Let the boys have it (Chorus) (Talk) Reach down low Slide it in real slow I wanna hear your engine roar Before I'm in the door (Solo) (Talk) You feel so good Do you want some more I got one more shot Before I'm out the door (Chorus) (Talk) Was it hot for you Did you fire this round The second that I'm through I'll be leaving this town |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Danger
Had wild dreams Walkin' the streets Hell, we were young Never looked back So we took our dreams Ran like hell Lived our youth From the wishing well Me and the boys Made a pack To live or die No turning back Scarred for life All my best friends died I lost my mind It made me hate I can't escape, I can't escape Pre-chorus: I'm a wildcat A shotgun blast Madman Strong as steel Overkill No more deals Chorus: Danger You're in danger When the boys are around Danger You're in danger And this is my town This is Hollywood I was blind One step from the edge Spin round and round Out of my head Lost in my gin From riches to sin Loose again I've escaped I've escaped Pre chorus: Tattooed lies Distant eyes Hollywood It's been ten long years Tears and fears The end is near Chorus: Solo: Pre-chorus: Chorus: |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Fireflies and dogfights Runnin' hot in the heat Street noise, another bribe Things too hard to believe- so head out My heart's in the country My feet's in the city with you All my friends are eatin' sushi Talkin' bad about you know who who who My tongue's talkin' riddles But I just can't seem to find a clue So I take a swig of whiskey And jump into the saddle with you you you And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues Cats in the alley Rats in my snakeskin boots All my neighbors think I'm crazy And my girl thinks I'm losin' my cool cool cool And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues Don't look to Jesus to change your seasons It's the American dream Souls of gypsies, road of stone Can't seem to find no peace so head out And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Some like violence Some use aggression Some like submission Some use a bullet in the head To be brave Some like the evil Some bleed in vain Some need the power Some get a bullet in the head instead Some got the go Some play th erole Some scream out in horror Just for show Some got no hope Some got no reason We like it loud Some like it loud, some like it loud We like it louder, louder than hell Some got the honey Some hold the pistol Some hang on the string of obscene Some need no money Some got the go Just for show Some play the role Some scream out in horror Some got no hope Some got no reason Some like it loud, some like it loud We like it louder, louder than hell We like it loud
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Black jack roulette Losing high and low She's cold as ice Turn a young man old Comedy and tragedy Entertainment or death Like sister morphine Hooked on her game Time to place your bets If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all Keep your eye on the money Keep your eye on the dealer's hand Keep your eve on the money Keep your eye on the lady's hand Queen of hearts Or Ace of spades I'm dancing on the blade Freak show, goin' broke The crowd screams on for more Electric shock won't bring ya back You've gone over the boards Can't beat the clock the deck is stacked The crowd looks on in horror If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all Keep your eye on the money Keep your eye on the dealer's hand Keep your eve on the money Keep your eye on the lady's hand |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
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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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
One, two, three, four
Hey When you smiled at me And I saw your eyes All I ever wanted to be Was in your arms tonight You looked too young to know about romance Oh, yes you did But when you smiled, I had to take a chance I had to take a chance and be with you Tonight, I'll be with you tonight Tonight, you'll love me too tonight Woh baby, tonight I'm making love to you, woh, tonight Bop om doo doh woh mop shoo Woh, tonight, you're gonna love me too tonight Woh, tonight Tonight, I'll be with you tonight Tonight, you'll love me too tonight Woh baby, tonight I don't know myself If it's wrong or right All I know is what I can feel So be my love tonight You looked too young to know about romance Oh, you know what I mean But when you smiled, I had to take a chance I had to take a chance and be with you Tonight, I'll be with you tonight Tonight, you'll love me too tonight Woh baby, tonight Woh, tonight Won't you let me sleep with you, baby, oh yeah? Woh, tonight I just wanna make you feel good inside, baby, oh yeah Woh, tonight Let me feel the love that's in you Woh, tonight Come on, come on, come on, come on And let me come on, baby, oh yeah woh, tonight |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Ragtime fast lane another overdose You know James Dean wasn't playing the role I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do When time runs out on you Use it or lose it Sweet pain is the name of the game I said hey hey hey hey hey You better use it before you lose it You better use it don't throw it away JFK, Marilyn Monroe Street walking gypsy-Margaret Trudeau I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do Time's run out on you Use it or lose it Sweet time is it on my side? I said hey hey hey hey hey Better use it before you lose it You better use it don't throw it away Sweet pain is the name of the game I said hey hey hey hey hey Better use it before you lose it You better use it don't throw it away, hey Better use it before you lose it You better use it don't throw it away Hey hey hey-don't throw it away Hey hey hey-don't throw it away Don't throw it away |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Black Angels laughing in the city streets
Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth The moonlight spotlights all the city's crime And got no religion, laugh while they fight Save our souls for the heavens For a life so good, it sure feels bad Save our souls for the heavens Save our souls for the promised land Sweet tarts play the game and shoot to thrill Running through the trash, dressed to kill The midnight show-stoppers, it's a funny money game A hundred thousand bleeding hearts put us in our graves Save our souls for the heavens For a life so good, it sure feels bad Save our souls for the heavens Save our souls for the promised land Save our souls Well, it's been a hard road, edge of an overdose No matter how high, well, you're still too low I've been the dancer, the wicked romancer A never-ending nightmare, edge of disaster Save our souls for the heavens For a life so good, it sure feels bad, yeah Save our souls for the heavens Save our souls for the promised land Save our souls for the promised land Save our souls for the promised land |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Sometimes I feel turned around And upside down And sometimes maybe I drink too much But my heart's still in touch I remember standing tall telling you I'm gonna be a rock n roll star When someone said Sit down, boy "You already are" So Raise your hands to rock (rock) Uh-huh Summertime was always right Just me and you Sixteen and dealing with Those summertime blues I was Young and restless Living on the edge of a dream When someone somewhere said Ya just gotta believe And raise your hands to rock (rock) |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Can't break the chains Can't solve the pain Can't rhyme problem with reason Not taking sides Just asking why Does the pain eat the children Who wrote the Bible Who set the laws Are we left to history's flaws And if you're out there Then let me hear (hey) And take a look in the mirror Fight fight for your rights Fight fight for your rights Can't name no names Of who's to blame For cries out in the sky We're all slaves to time No color's right Throw our hate into the fire Martin Luther Brought the truth The color of our blood's the same So break the chains And solve the pains And we all become one race Fight fight for your rights Fight fight for your rights Oh people people Is the scar too deep You can't hold a man's soul By the color of his keys A tear o' blood runs from my eye But somehow I can never Make you...cry... |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Kneel down ye sinners, to Streetwise religion Greed's been crowned the new King Hollywood dream teens Yesterday's trash queens Save the blessings for the final ring--AMEN Wild side I carry my crucifix Under my deathlist Forward my mail to me in hell Liars and the martyrs Lost faith in The Father Long lost in the wishing well Wild side Fallen Angels So fast to kill Thy kingdom come on the wild side Our father Who ain't in heaven Be thy name on the wild side Holy Mary Mother may I Pray for us on the wild side Wild side, Wild side Name dropping no names Glamorize cocaine Puppets with strings of gold East L.A. at midnight Papa won't be home tonight Found dead with his best friend's wife Wild side Fatal strikes We lie on the wild side No escape Murder rape Doing time on the wild side A baby cries A cop dies A day's pay on the wild side Wild side, wild side Tragic life on the wild side Wild side, wild side Kickin' ass on the wild side |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
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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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Can't find my doctor My bones can't take this ache If ya dance with the devil Your day will come to pay Downtown Fuel-injected dreams Are busting at the seams Am I in Persia Or am I just insane? Downtown, downtown One foot in the grave Such a foolish child For a date with death Sign the dotted line I've been thru hell And I'm never goin' back To Dancing on Glass Going way too fast Gonna burn and crash Valentine's in London Found me in the trash Downtown Need one more rush Then I know, I know I'll stop One extra push Last trip to the top Downtown, downtown Silver spoon and needle Witchy tombstone smile I'm no puppet I engrave my veins with style I've been thru Hell And I'm never goin' back To dancing on glass Dancin' dancin' Sweet Chiva, you were my Jesus |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Found a girl she's mama's pride I tattooed her and now she's mine I'll make the toast you raise the glass Just a few words to kick the world in the ass Round and round the town The same ol' story is told Better lock up your daughter when the Motleys hit the road We do the bad boy boogie Bad is bad There's a method to the madness We never kiss and tell Have a drink on the boys We'll entertain you in style We're innocent in every way Like apple pie and Chevrolet Sweeter pies with different shapes 38-28-38 In and out of town alibis fit like a glove Tell your daddy not to thank us Honey, you're a labor of love We do the bad boy boogie Bad is bad I got my finger in the pie My hand in the cookie jar It's just a lick and a promise In the back seat of my car There's a method to the madness We never kiss and tell Have a drink on the boys We'll entertain you in style We do the bad boy boogie Bad is bad I got my finger in the pie My hand in the cookie jar It's just a lick and a promise In the back seat of my car Bad boy boogie |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
Uptown downtown Haven't seen your face around Paper said you shot a man Trigger happy punk down in Chinatown You're five years dead Sexy Sue from Hong Kong Asked around right or wrong Outa town change your name Or ya get five years with a ball and chain You're five years dead Your life's on a steady tilt I stand around and watch you wilt Lose or win, never mattered-mattered to you They always said you'd fall apart I took the bet, but I missed the mark The kid was bad-bad from the start Left, right, up and down Same old runaround Neighborhood professional Your ass is runnin' into the ground You're five years dead Uptown downtown Haven't seen your face around Paper said you shot a man Trigger happy punk down in Chinatown You're five years dead |
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from Motley Crue - Music To Crash Your Car To Vol.1 (2007)
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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The blade of my knife Faced away from your heart Those last few nights It turned and sliced you apart This love that I tell Now feels lonely as hell From this padded prison cell So many times I said You'd only be mine I gave my blood and my tears And loved you cyanide When you took my lips I took your breath Sometimes love's better off dead You're all I need make you only mine I love you so I set you free I had to take your life You're all I need, you're all I need And I loved you but you didn't love me Laid out cold Now we're both alone But killing you helped me keep you home I guess it was bad Cause love can be sad But we finally make the news Tied up smiling I thought you were happy Never opened your eyes I thought you were napping I got so much to learn About love in this world But we finally made the news You're all I need, make you only mine I loved you so, so I put you to sleep. |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
we're back again, let's begin
we never left you... yeah the time is now... we'll show ya how, can you feel me you know it's on, to the break of dawn let's get crazy so everybody come together now and scream *one love up above countin yer blessings learnin the lessons that make you strong, doing no wrong to no one... what do we do.. how do we grow.. to hit the next level.. do you wanna go? let's roll, i'll take u where u wanna go higher than you'll ever know i'll take u where u wanna go in afterglow layin it down, goin underground comin with some freaky shit... yeah the words i spit, never regret it's like a bayonet nothing to prove, love to groove it's time to move so everybody get your fuckin ass up and scream * Repeat |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
i don't make everyone happy......but it's ok......ok
i've been through this before it's nothing new...nothing new *i don't know why everytime i wanna fly somebody always tries to hold me down...hold me down... im loosing my faith every single time... i try no one is on my side dont let me drown.....let me drown don't worry about whatcha done now cause it's ok yeah yeah its a test to see how much you can take.... it's nothing new it's nothing new, nothing new * Repeat i am drowning...i am sinking....yeah i am drowning...i am sinking....yeah why won't someone help me why won't someone help me * Repeat |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
i'm starting from scratch
i'm putting the pieces together day by day.. one by one.. i'm the only one my surroundings affect the structure.. of my state of mind just when you think everything is fine the foundation cracks... in a fraction of time so look in the mirror.. it doesn't lie * we... we all forget that we're the architects of the bodies we inhabit we... we all forget that we're the architects of the bodies we inhabit i skipped the school of the learned for the... majority but i figured it out the hard way.. my own way.. the only way and it made me stronger... bigger than the rest i'm the architect that knows my body best * Repeat we rock the party that rocks the body!! * Repeat |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
i feel alone... i feel like i could die
i feel alone... i feel like i could die... tonight carry on carry on * don't feel ashamed.. don't feel ashamed i rather it be this way you're not to blame you're not to blame don't feel ashamed i'm getting close... to the other side just close the door i'll leave the past behind me can you see my pride it's only one step away from freedom... freedom... i feel i can fly anywhere with anyone * Repeat i love you baby... so don't you feel ashamed!! |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
fame.. makes a man take things over
fame.. let's him loose.. hard to swallow fame.. puts you there where things are hollow fame fame.. it's not your brain it's just the flame that burns your change to keep you in...sane * do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do... do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do... do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do... do what the fuck that ya wanna do if ya got strong game, money & fame then your dirty wishes will come true so whatcha wanna do?? do whatcha like do whatcha wanna do... do what the fuck that ya wanna do if ya got strong game, money & fame then your dirty wishes will come true fame.. whatcha like is in the limo fame.. what you get is no tomorrow fame.. what you need you have to borrow fame fame.. nien.. it's mine.. it's just his line to bind your time.. it drives you to.. crime * Repeat |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
this gravity is pulling me
hold on this time of change seems so strange don't let me go... catch me * i'm fallin.. fallin through if i'm not with you all i wanna do is feel blue all i wanna do is feel blue if i'm not with you.. all i wanna do is feel blue so in love with you i feel blue why do i feel so alone.. i know all i gotta do is look around and see (it seems so strange).. you're here to stay oh... i love you * Repeat i see that i'm next to you you're next to me how could this be this way i thought i was close to you you were close to me why do i feel so blue all i wanna do is feel blue if i'm not with you.. all i wanna do is feel blue so in love with you i feel blue |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
your vision's blurred.. your mouth is dry
it is sunday just another sunday your body aches.. your conscience sleeps it is sunday just another sunday *you say... u don't wanna feel this way u don't wanna feel you say... u don't wanna feel this way! u don't wanna feel your knees are weak.. your heart's on speed it is sunday just another sunday your senses lie.. your temple speaks it is sunday just another sunday! * Repeat i think i'm outta my mind sometimes maybe no room in my head cause it's filled with a boom i think i'm outta my mind sometimes maybe no room in my head cause it's filled with a boom |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
why do we always feel so bad, so bad
we never know what we have, we have no more time to waste get me off this chase no more... no more time to waste ... tell me * why is it that we just ain't satisfied why is it that we don't even know why... know why why is it everytime we're terrified we run an hide.. crawl inside why is it that we just ain't satisfied... we never seem to find what we're looking for, looking for it's never enough.. the things we have.. we ignore no more time to waste this can't.. be like yesterday no more.. no more time to waste ... tell me * Repeat ...tell me * Repeat |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
let the mayhem begin...
i thought you had my back.. thought i knew you it's clear to me.. you'll see.. i don't play that game don't claim to be the same as me, cause you're not you ain't gotta shot.. shot.. in this world * i will attack you best be steppin way back! get away.. get away how bout a bitch slap.. egomaniac god damn.. i can't stand the sight of you i'm so glad to meet you face to face and in person i'm so glad to meet you face to face and in person better watch your back boy... i'll jack you up! time to check your clock boy... your fifteens goin fast don't call yourself my friend boy.. you ain't got a shot.. shot.. in this world * Repeat |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
check my new jam i'm bringing
when i'm done with you your ears will be ringing i bring the rock hard..slinging bad ass riffs that'll cut you til you're stinging all frequencies are bumping when the dust clears the air you'll be feeling where am i.. now.. cause i'm spinnin so damn nauseous that i knocked myself unconscience * all my peoples in the pit let me see you jump.. higher.. higher never ever gonna quit let me see you jump.. higher.. higher let's bring this motherfucker down.. don't give a shit.. higher.. higher all my peoples in the pit let me see you jump everybody's gonna get redick now no way to stop the flow let's go .. get your jump on can you feel the beats up in this... and the bass is so infectious .. get your jump on swirlin turnin slammin.. how in the hell did I ever even get in swirlin turnin slammin.. so fuckin lost that i can't even listen * Repeat |
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from Tommy Lee - Never A Dull Moment (2002)
comin to getcha.. one autograph.. one picture
buyin the shots, hittin the rock.. yeah.. muthafuckers even trying to cockblock * and they say "Hey, remember me?" you know my cousin's friend's mother's sister's brother shakin the hands, kissin the babies hotel lobby, pictures with the ladies dudes throwin me sacks of weed on stage chicks showin their racks to get backstage ** people so strange and bizarre i know you know that you know who you are well, i think i dig you so strange never change! everybody wants, everybody needs someone to love, someone to lead here i go trippin, here i go wishin that for once i wasn't me * Repeat ** Repeat you n me forever to be now or never will we see each other.. again you're so strange... you're so strange.. you're so strange.. and i hope you never ever change ** Repeat |
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from Motley Crue - Girls, Girls, Girls (1987)
Kneel down ye sinners, to
Streetwise religion Greed's been crowned the new King Hollywood dream teens Yesterday's trash queens Save the blessings for the final ring--AMEN Wild side I carry my crucifix Under my deathlist Forward my mail to me in hell Liars and the martyrs Lost faith in The Father Long lost in the wishing well Wild side Fallen Angels So fast to kill Thy kingdom come on the wild side Our father Who ain't in heaven Be thy name on the wild side Holy Mary Mother may I Pray for us on the wild side Wild side, Wild side Name dropping no names Glamorize cocaine Puppets with strings of gold East L.A. at midnight Papa won't be home tonight Found dead with his best friend's wife Wild side Fatal strikes We lie on the wild side No escape Murder rape Doing time on the wild side A baby cries A cop dies A day's pay on the wild side Wild side, wild side Tragic life on the wild side Wild side, wild side Kickin' ass on the wild side |
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from Motley Crue - Girls, Girls, Girls (1987)
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 get me tight are Girls, Girls, Girls Long legs and burgundy lips Girls, Dancin' down on the 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 be beat But you're the best when you'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 a new toy I tell ya what, girl Dance for me, Ill 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 m?age ?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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from Motley Crue - Girls, Girls, Girls (1987)
Can't find my doctor
My bones can't take the ache If ya dance with the devil Your day will come to pay Downtown Fuel-injected dreams Are bursting at the seams Am I in Persia Or am I just insane? Downtown, downtown One foot in the grave Such a foolish child For a date with death Sight the dotted line I've been thru hell And I've never goin' back To Dancing on Glass Going way too fast Gonna burn and crash Valentine's in London Found me in the trash Downtown Need one more rush Then I know, I know I'll stop One extra push Last trip to the top Downtown, downtown Silver spoon and needle Witchy tombstone smile I'm no puppet I engrave my veins with style I've been thru hell And I'm never goin' back To dancing one glass Dancin' dancin' Sweet Chiva, you were my Jesus |
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