Lyrics:
bite the wax tadpole
bite the wax, bite the wax tadpole
bite the wax, bite the wax tadpole
bite it -- tadpole
bite it -- tadpole
(???)
hide the hole
hide the hole in your head, baby
bite it -- tadpole
bite it -- tadpole
bite the wax, bite the wax tadpole
bite the wax, bite the wax tadpole
bite it -- tadpole
bite it -- tadpole
(???)
hide the hole
hide the hole in your head, baby
cat-o-nine-tails
cat-o-nine-tails
cat-o-nine lives
little pussy purrs (???) is yours
think I'm allergic and I don't know why
think I'm allergic and it makes me cry
you're scratchin' me baby
right down to my heart
now claw the couch now that we're apart
think I'm allergic and I don't know why
think I'm allergic and it makes me cry
i love you baby
and i don't mean to hound
but they're chasin' my cars
now that you're not around
think I'm allergic and I don't know why
think I'm allergic and it makes me cry
cat-o-nine tails (x 6)
metal stampede
it's a metal stampede
metal stampede
yee-haw
ooh-oh-ahh
yee-haw
old macdonald had a farm
e-i-e-i-fuckin'-o
put your pedal to the metal
metal -- stampede
brrrrrrreeehaw
yee-haw
get along little doggies
yee-haw
let's rock tonight
let's rock tonight
let your hair down
don't be so uptight
come on let's rock and roll
you rocked my body
now you're rocking my soul
let's rock
come on let's rock
well are you ready to play
i've got my guitar
and i'm ready to (???)
come on over
and we'll really rock
the way you headbang
puts me into a shock
let's rock
come on let's rock
don't be shy, yeah
you'd better cook
you smell the bait,
now you swallow that hook
now's the time --
yeah it's time to smoke
go ahead and laugh
'cause this ain't no joke
come on
come on let's rock
get off your ass
and let's rock
uncle bob
uncle bob, you're a drunk and a slob
daddy brought home a real winner
yeah
(???)
uncle bob you're a (???)
he was (???)
the strength of his body was kind of a shock
the first time he put (???) in a headlock
(???)
(???)
uncle bob, you're a drunk an' fuckin' slob
uncle bob, you're a drunk and a slob
(much devolved riffing)
snake handler
snake handler
slither in
slither out
ooooh
are you snake?
are you a man?
snake handler
slither in
slither out
ooooh
mr. snake
man
ooooh -- oh-oh
snake handler
slither in
slither out
are you a snake?
are you a man?
ow --oh
snake
runnin' from the law
playing rock and roll
on a friday night
a noise complaint
turned into a fight
the neighbors were loud
and disturbed our crowd
we played some more
and they stormed the door
we didn't do nothin'
hey hey hey
but now we're runnin'
and hidin'
cops got on stage
and they pulled my hair
kicked 'em in the balls
(???)
that amp is mine
it shows how they find
you can call me a tramp
don't unplug my amp
we didn't do nothin'
hey hey hey
but now we're runnin'
and hidin'
runnin' from the law
runnin'
runnin' from the law
(repeat)
(repeat first verse)
we didn't do nothin'
hey hey hey
but now' we're runnin'
and hidin'
runnin' from the law
runnin'
runnin' from the law
runnin' from the law
runnin' from the, runnin' from the,
runnin' from the law
cool out
(???)
are you the half that's gonna swallow the dough
exactly where do you stand
you seem to have trouble bein' human
you've got a habit of starting up fights
you wanna punch out somebody's lights
messin' with other people's lives
just what makes you think
that you've got that right
who the --
yeah what's your problem?
who the hell?
who the --
yeah you're a psycho
just cool out
cool out
it's not you
suck this
it's not you (x 4)
he's the one who can take out my trash
he's the one who can scratchin' my back
he's the one who don't give you flack
'bout what I do, and it's not you baby
it's not you (x 4)
he's the one who can love me tender
he's the one who can fix up my blender
he's the one don't give a hoot
'bout what I do, and it's not you baby
he's the one who can (???)
he's the one who can (???)
he's the one who don't give a hoot
'bout what I do, and it's not you
NO!
i drink
i drink, i get drunk and fall on my face
all my friends tell me i'm a basket case
i drink, i get drunk and fall on my face
i got so drunk
i don't remember what happened
what everybody said
i had a real good time
i drink, i get drunk and fall on my face
all my friends tell me i'm a basket case
i drink, i get drunk and fall on my face
went to a bar
met a guy -- he bought me white russians
i puked outside in the parking lot
while he tried to kiss me
seein' blurry
talkin' slurry
feelin' queasy
this is sleazy
i drink, i get drunk and fall on my face
all my friends tell me i'm a basket case
i drink, i get drunk and fall on my face
i went for drinks in hollywood
came to somewhere in hawethorne
drug up a bush, drove into a tree
and rolled down a hill with my mouth wide open
seein' blurry
talkin' slurry
feelin' queasy
this is sleazy
ms. 45
she's got a gun
just make her day
don't fuck with her
she'll blow you away
she walks the streets at night
and I think she is a whore
she's got a gun
she's gonna even out the score
ms. 45 (x 2)
they don't let you
she's gonna make them pay
now her right is it
you won't get away
she walks the streets at night
and they think she is a whore
she's got a gun
she's gonna even out the score
ms. 45 (x 2)
she's got a big (???)
gonna make those assholes pay
you fuck with her
she'll blow your ass away
she walks the streets at night
and they think she is a whore
she's got a gun
she's gonna even out the score
ms. 45 (x 3)
shove
bill collector called today
shove
IRS is on my case
shove
my boss says i should comb my hair
shove
my father think's that i'm nowhere
get out of my way or i might shove
get out of my way or i'm gonna shove
landlord doesn't like my dog
shove
my eyes are burning from the smog
shove
the neighbors say i jam too loud
shove
America thinks it should be proud
(chorus)
some guy just pinched my ass
shove
drunken bums ain't go no class
shove
the club says i won't get paid
shove
it's been months since i've been laid
(chorus)
fast and frightening
her glance hits me like lightning
i heard that girl is fast and frightening
dirty hair and a laugh that's mean
her neighbors call her an evil machine
she's fast, she's free
she's frightening
she's fast, she's free
she's frightening
popping wheelies on her motorbike
straight girls wish they were dykes
she'll do anything on a dare
mom and daddy's worst nightmare
(chorus)
down at the creek smoking pot
she eats the roach so she don't get caught
throws her mini off in the halls
got so much clit she don't need no balls
(chorus)
(right on) thru
hate the way these morons drive
right on thru
let the wheels (?) 455
right on thru
i don't don't break much but when i do
(???)
right on thru
screw you!
... (???)
right on thru
... (???)
right on thru
... (???)
right on thru
... (???)
right on thru
screw you!
you built your house made out of love
right on thru
... (???)
right on thru
it don't matter where you hide
right on thru
because reality always crashes inside
right on thru
screw you!
deathwish
she wakes up wet in a shower stall
soaked together, bangs her head on a wall
she goes hitchhiking at 3 a.m.
bruised and bloody, does it over again
she's got a deathwish
in a self-destructive blitz
he's got a car that goes real fast
he's got a life but it won't last
doesn't even look disturbed
when his Chevy takes out the curb
he's got a deathwish
coming home is a hit or a miss
he's got a deathwish
in a self-destructive blitz
passed out drunk on the living room floor
gets up and pukes so she can drink some more
and evening's party out in the fringe
turns into a two-week binge
she's got a deathwish
coming home is a hit or a miss
she's got a deathwish
in a self-destructive blitz
'till the wheels fall off
you and me 'till the wheels fall off
you and me, we just fit
i'm addicted and i can't quit
you and me 'till the wheels fall off
... (???)
... (???)
you and me 'till the wheels fall off
you and me, we just fit
i'm addicted and i can't quit
you and me 'till the wheels fall off
people say you're (?)
i don't care, let's go, go, go
you and me 'till the wheels fall off
broomstick
i've got my broomstick, baby
i've got my paperback novel
i'm gonna lay right here
and i ain't gonna grovel
what's the use of lying
i won't believe you
what's the use of crying
it won't relieve you
i've got my broomstick
i've got my paperback novel
i'm gonna lay right here right now
and i ain't gonna grovel
packin' a rod
i'm all fucked up
and i'm mad as hell
violate your daughter
and your son as well
i don't give a shit
about the fuckin' law
i'm holdin' a gun
i'm packin' a rod, yeah
i'm packin' a rod
i'm packing a rod
i'm packin' a rod, baby
and it's all for you
GUNS AND AMMO is what i read
my cold steel jacket's gonna make you bleed
when you talk with me
you best watch what you say
i'll shoot you in the knee
i said i'll blow you away
(chorus)
and it's all for you
packin' a rod
i'm packin' a rod
just like me
taime is a rock star
just like me
except he's a slut, man
just like me
nails everything that talks
just like me
(?) how he picks it up
so where's your dignity?
faster, faster, faster
faster, faster, faster
well axl is a love god
just like me
the girls all love him
just like me
but he's so messed up
just like me
doesn't want to give it up
so where's your dignity?
guns and, guns and, guns and
guns and, guns and, guns and
well vixen are love gods
just like me
pretty pretty sex things
just like me
dressed up and to pay to play
i couldn't live that way
hair spray and bustiers
can't fool me
vixen, vixen, vixen
vixen, vixen, vixen
slash is a love god
i know it's hard to believe
boys all dig him
but boys are easy to please
you've got the bimbos swinging
like monkeys in the trees
you've got limos and money
so where's your dignity?
american society
don't wanna drown
don't wanna be found
this is not my destiny
oh yeah
no twentieth century casualty
oh yeah
i don't wanna watch television
i don't wanna listen to the radio
i don't wanna drown in american society (x 3)
don't wanna be rich
now can't you see the way they dress
they dress
well they're a bloody tax mess
i don't wanna go to the movies
i don't wanna listen to the company
don't wanna drown in american society (x 3)
wargasm
wargasm, wargasm, one two three
tie a yellow ribbon 'round the amputee
masturbate, watch it on tv
crocodile tears for the refugees
wargasm, wargasm, one two three
smutty bloody pictures, ecstasy
blue balls waiting impatiently
from alcatraz to lady liberty
body bags and dropping bombs
the pentagon knows how to to turn us on
wargasm wargasm one two three
pit bull, pit bull, one two three
wave those flags high in the air
as long as it takes place over there
[yodels courtesy of Yoko Ono]
wargasm, wargasm, wargasm, wargasm
body bags and dropping bombs
the pentagon knows how to turn us--
turn us on
turn us on, wargasm
turn us on, wargasm
scrap
I met a skinhead named Scrap
He lived in my friend's garage
every day he's shaking that spray paint can
and comes out seein' stars
grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
until your mind starts to gel
cause the ball in the can
has a crazy beat
the funky dying brain cell
so he met some christians from hell
who said, "let's go to vegas man"
so he packed up his leather and his red beret
into that big, bad christian van
use revival meetings like an oxygen tent
'til your mind starts to gel
cause the preacher thumps the bible
with a crazy beat
the funky dying brain cell
well, he came back to the garage
but the garage it wasn't there
and he dug metallic gold more than luke and john
now he's growing his hair
grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
until your mind starts to gel
cause the ball in the can
has a crazy beat
the funky dying brain cell
pretend we're dead
what's up with what's going down
in every city, in every town
cramping styles is the plan
they've got in the palm of their big hands
when we pretend that we're dead
when we pretend that we're dead
they can't hear a word we've said
when we pretend that we're dead
turn the tables with our unity
they're neither moral nor majority
wake up and smell the coffee
or just say no to individuality
(chorus)
c'mon c'mon
(chorus)
diet pill
my diet pill is wearing off
my diet pill is wearing off
'cause Victor's in the bed
sewn in the sheets with thread
the twins are in the car
the frying pan is red
Calgon can't take me away
no, Calgon can't take me away
from the things i did today
'cause Victor's in the bed
sewn in the sheets with thread
the twins are in the car
the frying pan is red
i'm outta here
i'm so outta here
i'm outta here
i think the swelling is going down
i said i think that the swelling is going down
two hundred dollars to leave this town
'cause Victor's in the bed
sewn in the sheets with thread
the twins are in the car
the frying pan is red
i'm outta here
i'm so outta here
i'm outta here
everglade
glade told her ma, "home scene's lame,
"i gotta go into town, blow some steam at the rock show"
sneak through the back door and head for the pit
then some drunk stupid bruiser started giving her shit
rednecks on parade
don't cross my line
says everglade
everglade
he was whipping through the pit
knocked her into the stage
she said, "have your fun,
"but stop being so lame"
the guy was drunk, stupid
and he must have weighed a ton
said "get out of here girly,
"i'm just trying to have some fun"
so you wanna have some fun
well, break out the big guns
rednecks on parade
don't cross my line
says everglade
everglade (rpt.)
he kept it up,
his fists started flying
she dodged each punch
as he kept trying
tripped on his own feet
and hit the floor
glade got to pushin'
and rolled him out the door
so you wanna have some fun
then break out the big guns
rednecks on parade
don't cross my line
says everglade
everglade
slide
i put your stuff
out on the porch
(letting it slide)
you pissed in your pants
and put out the torch
(letting it slide)
you splattered the bathroom
with your hair dye
i'm kicking you out
and you know why
yeah, i've been letting it slide
you've been along for the ride
you put your cane
right thorugh my amp
(letting it slide)
when it comes to losers
you're the champ
(letting it slide)
from my garden
i'll pull your weed
(letting it slide)
you're stupid, evil
i will not feed
no
yeah, i've been letting it slide
you've been along for the ride
yeah, i've been letting it slide
you've been a thorn in my side
(first verse)
so do i
(chorus)
get on out of here boy
it took me three weeks to clean that bathroom
you know amps don't grow on trees
one more thing
i've just about had enough
i'm drowing from too much stuff
i get scared when the telephone rings
someone talking about one more thing
yeah, one more thing
one more thing to put in line
one more thing to waste my time
one more thing that i can't take
one more thing i'm gonna break
You need more, well get in line
too many things grabbing at my time
I'll tell you brother right out flat
I'm gonna have to throw you back
(chorus)
i fix my enging and my tire goes flat
it's one more thing that i can't have
politics messing with my rights
there's nothing fun to do tonight
(chorus)
mr. integrity
stranded in the streets of san francisco
a rust car pulled along side of me
i looked behind the wheel
and i started to squeal
an idol's face was staring at me
don't preach to me
mr. integrity
sittin' shotgun,
out of my brain
our muffler draggin'
through the art ghettos
stepped on the gas
gums started to flap
punk rock manifestoes
spittin', fumin',
streets are filled with so much glass
that i wanted to break
eyes spinnin' 'round
as my feet shook the ground
like the san francisco earthquake
don't preach to me
mr. integrity
don't preach to me
mr. integrity
i'm not the enemy
please don't preach to me
mr. integrity
(repeat first two verses)
don't preach to me
mr. integrity
i'm not the enemy-- no
please don't preach to me
mr. integrity
monster
come on over
it's getting late
it's time to fish
no time to cut bait
ghoulish passion you inspire
with your kind of trouble
i'll never tire
monster
(monster in me)
bring out the monster
(monster in me)
monster
(monster in me)
bring out the monster
(monster in me)
you bring out
the monster in me
in a world is full of disposable icons
all the jokers with the phoney come-ons
I know I can depend on you
cause when we're together, we're hurtin' crew
(chorus)
we don't need to look for trouble
my partner in crime, my insanity double
when life takes a turn from bad to worse
you're always there, my loveable curse
shitlist
when i get mad
and i get pissed
i grab my pen
and i write out a list
of all the people
that won't be missed
you've made my shitlist
for all the ones
who bum me out
shitlist
for all the ones
who fill my head with doubt
shitlist
for all the squares who get me pissed
shitlist
you've made my shitlist
shitlist
shitlist
when i get mad
and i get pissed
shitlist
i grab my pen
and write out a list
shitlist
of all you assholes
who won't be missed
shitlist
you've made my shitlist
shitlist
shitlist
this ain't pleasure
no raving beauty
she's got a good heart
he's got escaping
down to an art
this ain't pleasure
don't ask why
this ain't pleasure
and monkeys can't fly
she's an infection
a stain on his soul
he's her addiction
they're out of control
this ain't pleasure
don't ask why
this ain't pleasure
and monkeys can't fly
Andres
down in North Hollywood
there's a guy with long hair
and he's really, really nice
but we had a problem
Andres
i'm sorry
the key is stuck in the lock
and we need some a.c.
it's burning up in here
we've got something to tell you
Andres
i'm sorry
baggage
i'm lookin' old today
in a very sort of jaded way
very cynical and hard
weeds all over my yard
I can't remember the summer
it's all a blur, yeah
it's been pilin' high
it's been pilin' up so goddamn high
now I've got baggage
I'm probably tagged for life
my self-righteous eyes
wanna close the book
it's got nothing to do with the looks
can't keep it together, losin' my grip
yeah, i've been sinking down
time to abandon ship
it's hard to swim with baggage
my friends are all strangers
they stopped calling weeks ago
but guilt's a heavy load
it's a very very heavy load
packed in my baggage
can i run
are these sensible shoes on my feet
i wear my shades so our eyes don't meet
i'm scared every fuckin' day
i wear my headphones so i can't hear what you say
can i run
switch to paranoid from having fun
will he use his hands, knife, or a gun
knuckles are white, wrapped around my mace
comes from living in a terrorist state
can i run
when he's following me
he's not my brother,he's my enemy
is he behind the door or in back of the tree
is he under the bed, is he in the back street
can i run
the bomb
plastic people with their plastic lives
plastic lips tell plastic lies
plastic drivers in plastic cars
plastic food from plastic jars
frustration is the fuse
the flame is hate
tick tick tick
detonate
she's the bomb
plastic models in plastic magazines
plastic kings and plastic queens
all are seen on plastic tvs
prayed to by people on bended plastic knees
what you think, well that's good too
but not as much as what do you do
this fuse burns slow
waiting to blow
the world is a heavy load
watch it explode
lawmakers with plastic policies
put plastic locks on their cities
in hopes to keep them quiet
well go off
well blow up
questioning my sanity
i'm saving my piss in a jar
this depression has gone too far
i'm lying here in bed
am i alive or am i dead
i'm questioning my sanity
the paint chips are kicking in
desperation bubbles my skin
there's stuff crawling on the floor
crackers with black books knocking at my door
the tv's talking to me
i'm questioning my sanity
everybody have a breakdown!
i haven't changed my clothes in weeks
i'm wallowing in my own stink
my ass is sore from lying in bed
am i alive or am i dead?
riding with a movie star
riding with a movie star!
stuck here again
i'm good at feeling bad
i'm even better at feeling worse
some would say life is a charm
i'm convinced it is a curse
yeah yeah i'm stuck here again
i've learned to make
bad situations my friend
it starts all over
just when it should end
yeah yeah i'm stuck here again
here comes that familiar pain again
i'm low down, i'm feeling ill
yeah yeah i'm stuck here again
is there someone i could kill
fuel my fire
i've got a word of thanks
thanks that i'd like to say
for the rage that i feel
for the rage that i feel today
gotta stack gotta stack
stack of chips on my shoulder
in everything i do
cause i made i made im made
the mistake the mistake of trusting you
people like you just fuel my fire
people like you just fuel, yeah
my layers are thick
and i got a bad attitude
yeah that knife in my back
has fingerprints that belong to you
gotta grudge gotta grudge gotta grudge
that i'm holding for you
as long as i live
'cause you lied you lied you lied
and that's something that i can't forgive
you liar
people like you just fuel my fire
people like you just fuel, yeah
freak magnet
liars, losers, coming at me
what i need is sanctuary
minding my own business
getting in my face
violating my personal space
freak magnet
jerk appeal
something about you
is so not right
nightmare, nightmare
in the daylight
asking for my number
you wanna give me a call
but i've got your message
written on the wall
freak magnet
jerk appeal
always bugging me
why don't you get a clue
'cause i don't want to
talk to you
i know that look in your eye
i've seen it before
i've given you all of my change
but you want something more
freak magnet
jerk appeal
she has eyes
i am sick of her attacks
can't help but i've fallen back
i believe in what she says
i rent space in her head
she has eyes made for crying
(weaponry)
when she can't lie to get approved
lost time and far removed
can't afford to keep it used
i'm getting ready to (?)
she has eyes made for crying
(weaponry)
when she hits those hits are so hard
weeping is her first playing card
and i believe she believes
in what she says
this is my last time in her head
shirley
[welcome the first lady to try and qualify in an NHRA-dragster competition -- Shirley Muldowney!]
feels so real
crushing the steering wheel
how many times
must we toe this line
halting me
is a fantasy
[cha-cha! call her cha-cha!]
[what's drag racing coming to?]
how many times must you be told
there's nowhere that we don't go
[she's got good traction!]
[i suggest you find a seat in the grandstands, because you don't want to miss this!]
she's just here wants
what she wants to do
[i wonder if Shirley's got in her to hold that throttle down]
kills your joke
as she's burning smoke
[Shirley Muldowney is pulling ahead... and she takes the red light]
and you will find
crossing the finish line
[Shirley Muldowney has just set a new track record!]
satisfaction!
how much times must you be told
there's nowhere that we don't go
[she's got good traction!]
[Q: what's a beautiful girl like you doing racing in a place like this?]
[A: winning.]
[winning. winning. winning. winning.]
[the lady got through it.]
[winning.]
[what's drag racing coming to?]
how many times must you be told
there's nowhere that we don't go
[Q: what's a beautiful girl like you doing racing in a place like this?]
[A: winning.]
[winning. winning. winning. winning.]
talk box
last night i had a dream
it scared the shit out of me
'cause you were dying
yeah you were dying
and everyone was around
and you were on the ground
and everyone was around
dying, you were dying
last night i had a dream
it scared the shit out of me
'cause you were dying
yeah you were dying
and you were all alone
you were all alone
you were by a phone
but you were all alone
last night i had a dream
it scared the shit out of me
'cause you were dying
yeah you were dying
and your friends were there
and all your friends were there
in your underwear
and all your friends were there
and you were dying
gas chamber
blindfold me and hang me high
lethal injection, watch me fry
i won't flinch and i won't break a sweat
when i take the cyanide gas
(gas... chamber)
only way you're gonna shut me up
only way you're gonna shut me up
as i explained, look now man
least your ma's pro cons in drag
(gas... chamber)
watch me riddle him through the glass
smiling as i take the last step
justifiable homicide
lawme
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