I don't have plans and schemes,
And I don't have hopes and dreams.
I, I, I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.
And I don't have fond desires,
And I don't have happy hours.
I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.
Happiness and I guess
I never will again.
When you walked out on me,
In walked old misery,
And she's been here since then.
Yeah, we're fucked!
I don't have love to share,
And I don't have one who cares.
I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh yeah!
Is she really going out with him?
Hey!
I got a feeling inside of me,
It's kinda strange, like a stormy sea
I don't know why, don't know why
These kind of things gotta be
Chorus:
I got a new rose, I got her good
Yes, I knew that I always would
I can't stop to mess around
I got a brand new rose in town.
See the sun, see the sunny skies
Don't get too close, it'll burn your eyes
Don't you run away that way
Come back another day
[Chorus]
I never thought this could happen to me
Oh so strange, why should it be
I don't deserve somebody this sane
I haven't met her, maybe too late
Hey!
[Repeat first verse]
[Chorus]
All I need is some inspiration
Before I do somebody some harm
I feel just like a vegetable
Down here on the farm
Nobody comes to see me
Nobody here to turn me on
I ain't even got a lover
Down here on the farm
They told me to get healthy
They told me to get some sun
But boredom eats me like cancer
Down here on the farm
Drinkin' lemonade shanty
Ain't nobody here to do me harm
But I'm like a fish out of water
Down here on the farm
I wrote a thousand letters
Till my fingers all gone numb
But I never see no postman
Down here on the farm
I call my baby on the telephone, I say
Come down and have some fun
But she knows what the score is
Down here on the farm
I can't fall in love with a wheatfield
I can't fall in love with a barn
Well everything smells like horse shit
Down here on the farm
Blue skies and swimming pools
Add so much charm
But I'd rather be back in Soho
Than down here on the farm
On the fucking farm!
Are you born in a fucking barn or what?
Baaaa!
Hold still
One, two, three four
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Well if you don't like it, go ahead,
Find yourself a saint, go ahead now
Try to find a boy who's gonna be what I ain't
And what you need is a plastic doll with a fresh coat of paint
Who's gonna sit through all the madness always, act so quaint,
I said - a. Oh yeah, well - a.
Verse 2:
It's your new friend, you're really
Making a scene, and I've seen you
Bouncing around, from machine to machine
But you know that
Chorus 2:
They're never really
Never really what they seem, and you can count on
Generate some warmth, then you'll
See just what I mean, oh baby, baby, baby yeah.
Verse 3:
Then if I'm acting like a king, don't you know it's 'cause
I'm a human being, and if I
Want too many things, don't you know it's 'cause
I'm a human being
Verse 4:
And if I've got to dream, don't you know it's 'cause
I'm a human being, and well if
It's a bit obscene, don't you know it's 'cause
I'm a human being
Chorus 3:
I don't gotta walk around with my head on down
Just like a human, oh no a human being
I can hold my head so high
Just like a human, a real proud human being.
Verse 5:
Won't you give me a little sip why won't you give me a
Drag of that cigarette, why don't you
Try to give me something, that I'll
Never ever forget, but now
Chorus 4:
Could you blow it all, on a
Million dollar bet, because you're
Liable to lose it on a
Best lovin' you've had yet, oh baby baby, oh yeah.
Verse 6:
As Verse 3.
Verse 7:
As Verse 4.
Chorus 5:
As Chorus 3.
Verse 8:
It's like I'm talkin' 'bout the human race
You're tryin' to cover up a big disgrace
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on
Verse 9:
Well I may think that this whole scene is just a
Too appalling for me
Well, I may be the type who's just mad about
Funny little thing that I see, but I can
Chorus 6:
Colour that with history, and make it
Just what I want it to be, well I'm
Blowin' my change on the fan magazines, with all the
Hollywood refugees, oh baby baby oh yeah.
Verse 10:
As Verse 3.
Verse 11:
As Verse 4.
Chorus 7:
As Chorus 3.
Verse 1:
Dance to the beat of the living dead
You'll see baby, stay away from there.
Raw power is sure come a runnin' to you
Verse 2:
If you're alone and you got the feel
So am I baby let's roll on out ta' here
Raw power is sure to come a- runnin' to you.
Verse 3:
Raw power's got a magic touch
Raw power is much too much
Happiness is a guaranteed
It was made for you and me.
Chorus 1:
Raw power, honey, just won't quit
Raw power, I can feel it.
Raw power, hear it, can't be spared,
Popin' eyes and a fashion feed
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
I was tryin', I was tryin' a tell ya what to do
Spoken: "And you know that ain't right."
Verse 4:
I look in the eyes of the seventh girl
Fall deep in love in the underworld
Raw power is sure to come a-runnin' to you.
Verse 5:
If you're alone and you got the shakes
So am I baby and I got what it takes
Raw power is sure to come a-runnin' to you.
Verse 6:
Raw power's go a healing hand,
Raw power can destroy a man
Raw power is so more than soul
Got a son called rock and roll.
Chorus 2:
Raw power, honey, just won't quit
Raw power, I can feel it
Raw power honey, give me a spin
Get up baby and kiss my feet.
Ev'rybody always tryin' a tell me what to do,
Don't you try, don't you try o tell me what to do
Ev'rybody always tryin' a tell me what to do,
Don't you try, don't you try o tell me what to do
Raw power it's got no place to go.
Raw power honey, you don't wanna know
Raw power is a guaranteed. O.D.
Raw power is a laughin' at you and me
Spoken: "I wanna know."
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Raw power, raw power
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Ain't it fun when you're always on the run
Ain't it fun when you're friends despise what you become.
Ain't it fun when you get so high, well that you, you just can't come.
Ain't it fun when you know that you gonna die young,
It's such fun, Good fun, Such fun, such fun, Aah such fun,
such fun, fun Aah, yeah, fun, just fun, such...
Ain't it fun when you take care of number one
Oh ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun
Ain't it fun when you just can't seem to find your tongue,
'cause you stuck it too deep into something that really stung,
it's such fun, ah.
Well, so good to me, they spit right in my face,
and I didn't even feel it, it was such a disgrace.
I punched my fist right through the glass,
and I didn't even feel it, it happened so fast,
such fun, such fun, such fun,
Ah such fun, such fun, such fun,
Ah such fun
Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a cunt
Ain't it fun when you she splits you and leaves you on a bum
Well, ain't it fun when you've broken up every band you've ever begun
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young
It's such fun
Such fun
Buick, Buick Mackane will ya,
Buick Mackane will ya be my girl?
Oh, be my girl
Rainy lady
Queen of the rock will ya
Queen of the rock will ya help me roll?
Help me roll.
See my soul
Sire, Sire,
you're just a sexual goddess
you're just a sexual goddess
Be my brain in,
Oh, in the rain
Buick, Buick Mackane will ya,
Buick Mackane will ya be my girl?
Oh, be my girl
I don't know what to do
I'm gonna
funk, funk, funk, funk you
funk You, I said
I don't know what to do
I'm gonna
funk, funk, funk, funk you
funk You, I said
I don't know what to do
I'm gonna
Funk, funk, funk, funk You, funk You
Spoken: "Give me a little bit volume on this."
You're a heart-breakin' soul shaker,
Well, I've been told about you
I've seen y'on the midnight show girl,
A-what they've been sayin' must be true
Red hot mama,
There'll be trouble,
I say time's gonna pay your dues
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Talkin' jive and poison ivy
You ain't gonna cling to me
Man take a bold thinker
I ain't so blind I can't see
Red hot mama
There'll be trouble
Time's gonna pay your dues.
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Yeah!
Attitude, 'tsa fuckin' attitude,
I can't believe what ya say to me,
You got some attitude
Inside that bitter brain
There's gotta be a whore
If you don't shut your mouth
You're gonna feel the floor
Yeah!
Attitude, what you got's a fuckin' attitude.
Attitude is what you got's a fuckin' attitude.
Yeah, right.
Inside that bitter brain,
There's gotta be a whore
If you don't shut your mouth
You're gonna feel a mother fuckin' -- guitar
Attitude, 'tsa fuckin' attitude,
I can't believe what ya say to me,
You got some attitude
Oh attitude, 'tsa fuckin' attitude.
And I don't believe what ya say to me,
'tsa fuckin' attitude.
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Ooh,
Verse 1:
Well, she's all geared up, walkin' down the street.
And I can feel the slime, drippin' down her sleeve.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Ooh,
Verse 2:
Well, it's late at night, and I'm all alone.
And I can hear her boots as she's near her home.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Chorus 1:
Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door.
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore.
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
I never should asked for black leather.
Black leather. Ooh, black leather,
ow black leather.
Verse 3:
And you can try to hide, but you won't get far.
You can let her in, and you'll start it again
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Chorus 1
It doesn't pay to try,
All the smart boys know why,
It doesn't mean, I didn't try,
I just never know, why.
It's isn't 'cause I'm all alone
Oh, baby, you're not home.
And when I'm home
Big deal, I'm still alone.
It's so restless, I am,
Beat my head against a pole
Try to knock some sense, down 'side my bones.
And even though it don't show,
Those guys are so old.
Can't put your arms around a memory,
Can't put your arms around a memory,
Can't put your arms around a memory.
Don't try
Don't try
You're just a basket case.
And you got no name.
Could you live with me?
Go on and say.
And even though it don't show
Those guys are so old.
Can't put your arms around a memory,
Can't put your arms around a memory.
Can't put your arms around a memory.
Don't try
Don't try
Spoken: "Johnny you're me
Yeah, you're memory
I wanna put my arms around your memory
I can't try.. I can't try, don't try."
Verse 1:
I'm from South Philadelphia up on Avenue C.
I've seen empty hands that was waitin' to freeze up from the power
at home.
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
Verse 2:
I've seen Hollywood Boulevard
Welfare hotel
I spent the night in jail
In the Wilcox Hotel
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Verse 3:
I've seen an old man have a heart attack in Manhattan
Well he died while we just stood there lookin' at him
Ain't he cute?
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Verse 4:
I seen mad rollin' drunks
I seen bodies in the street
I saw a man who was sleepin' in his own puke
And a man with no legs crawlin' down
Fifth Street tryin' just to get somethin' to eat.
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you,
Fuck you!
I don't care about you
Fuck you!