Saturday night'nd you're still hangin' around
You're tired of livin' in your one horse town
You'd like to find a little hole in the ground
For a while...
So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeans
And you stare at the junkies and the
closet queens
It's like some pornographic magazine
And you smile...
But Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push 'n' you'll be smilin'
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
Your sister's gone out, she's on a date
And you just sit home and masturbate
The phone is gonna ring soon, but you
just can't wait
For that call...
So you stand on the corner in your new
English clothes
And you look so polished from your hair
down to your toes
But still your finger's gonna pick your nose
After all...
But Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push 'n' you'll be smilin'
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you decide to take a holiday
You got your tape deck and your brand
new Chevrolet
Ah but there's no place to go anyway
And what for...
You've got everything, but nothin's cool
They've just found your father in the
swimming pool
And you guess you won't be going
back to school
Anymore...
But Captain Jack will get you
high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push 'n' you'll be smilin'
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you play your albums and you
smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in
the parking lot
Oh, but still you're aching for teh
things you haven't got
What went wrong...
And if you can't understand why
your world is so dead
And why you've got to keep in style
and feed your head
Well, you're twenty-one and still
your mother makes your bed
And that's too long...
But Captain Jack will get you
high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push 'n' you'll be smilin'
Yeah, Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Yeah, Captain Jack will get you by tonight
BILLY JOEL
She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do do do
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane.
The man in the crowd with the multicolord mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust.
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun.
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know no on can do me no harm
Because happiness is a warm gun
-Yes it is.
LENNON McCARTNEY
Can the pestilence within you be bled out
May I have the honor of this amputation?
Know that you have made an enemy
To show you the meaning of indignity
I live now solely for the pleasure of your slow decay.
Feel the pain of vengence burn you,
Soon you shall know silence.
With trembling hands you'll beg for mercy.
I'll show you none.
Purified by my hand
In this my world
It is salvation.
Your futile existence draws to a close
A cloak of lies drops.
The likes drop.
LAMB OF GOD