Rats In The Cellar 
(Tyler/Perry) 

Goin' under - rats are in the cellar 
Goin' under - skin is turnin' yella 
Nose is runny - losin' my connection 
Losin' money - gettin' no affection 

New York City blues 
East side, west side blues 
Throw me in the slam 
Catch me if you can 
Believe 
That you're wearin', tearin' me apart 

Safe complainin' - 'cause everything's rotten 
Go insanin' - and ain't a thing forgotten 
Feelin' cozy - rats are in the cellar 
Cheeks're rosy - skin's turnin' yella 
Lucy, Sally - lookin' rather lazy 
See my body - pushin up a-daisies 

New York City blues 
East side, west side blues 
Throw me in the slam 
Catch me if you can 
Believe 
That you're wearin', tearin' me apart 

New York City blues 
East side, west side blues 
Throw me in the slam 
Catch me if you can 
Believe 
That you're wearin', tearin' me apart 


Lick And A Promise 
(Tyler/Perry) 

Johnny come lately on a Saturday night 
Singin' how-de-do 
Backstreet boogie in the house of delight 
Where they steal the show 
The money come sour but the ladies are sweet 
And it's a love affair 
Whole place rockin', people stompin' their feet 
When the gang's all there 

He gets his lovin' every night for free 
He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe 

I sing na na na na na 
Na na na na na 

Johnny liked to gamble with his lady Louise 
She was a blackjack deuces are wild 
He got to thinkin' 'bout his nose in the breeze 
But then Johnny looked and he smiled 
He started thinkin' bout the fortune and fame 
And the young girls down at his knees 
He dug the money but forgot all the names 
So he knew just how to appease 

Lick and a promise 
Lick and a promise 
Lick and a promise 
He gave the ladies a lick and a promise 

Loose change clover in his early early years 
Had his poor mama pacin' the floors 
He grabbed a guitar and a couple of beers 
Now the crowd keeps screamin' for more 

He gets his lovin' every night for free 
He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe 

I sing na na na na na 
Na na na na na 


Chip Away The Stone 
(Richie Supa) 

You act like a prima donna 
Playing so hard to get 
Sittin' so cool and nonchalant 
Draggin' on a cigarette 
You keep a wall all around ya 
'N I'll get through some day 
'N I want your love babe, if push comes to shove 
Gonna chip that wall away 

Chip away 
Chip away at the stone 
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own 
Chip away 
That's what I'm gonna do 
Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you 

You stand like a marble statue 
Trying to look so hard 
All decked out in your antique dress 
While the boys all promenade 
Even a rock will crumble 
If you strike it night and day 
If hammer I must, I'm gonna get to your crust 
Gonna chip that stone away 

Chip away 
Chip away at the stone 
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own 
Chip away 
That's what I'm gonna do 
Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you 

Chip away 
Chip away at the stone 
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own 
Chip away 
That's what I'm gonna do 
Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you 
Yes I do, yes I do 

Chip away 
Chip away at the stone 
Chip away 
Chip away at the stone 
I won't stop 
I won't stop 
I won't stop 
I won't stop 
I won't stop 
I won't 

I won't stop 
I won't stop 
I won't stop 
I won't stop 
I won't stop 
I won't stop 
Chip it, I'm gonna nip it, all night long 


No Surprize 
(Tyler/Perry) 

Nineteen seventy one 
We all heard the starters gun 
New York is such a pity but at Max's Kansas City we won 
We all shot the shit at the bar 
With Johnny O'Toole and his scar 
And then old Clive Davis said he's surely gonna make us a star 
I'm gonna make you a star 
Just the way you are 
But with all his style 
I could see in his eyes 
That we is goin' on trial 
And it was no surprize 

The boys kept kickin' ass 
As usual time will tell 
But some bitch in the choir threw waters on the fires of hell 
She loved to show and tell 
Lord she loved to tell 
But with all our style 
You could see in our eyes 
That we is still on trial 
Baby it's no surprize, no surprize, no surprize, no surprize 

Midnight lady 
Situation fetal 
Vaccinate your ass with your phonograph needle 
I say lookie here 
Friend of mine 
Scratch like you need calomine 
Flamingo boots 
Soles a-creakin' 
Still in love and Puerto Rican too 

Ridin' on the wheels of hell 
Smokin' up our axle grease 
Oh the backstage is rockin' and we're coppin' from the local police 
That's right the local police 
Or the justice of peace 
But with all our style 
You could see in our eyes 
That we is still on trial 
Baby it's no surprize, no surprize, no surprize, no surprize 

Rock and roll 
Junkie whore 
Got my foot inside the door 
Nnock knock, knock knock, knock 
Nobody's keepin' score 

Bad times go away 
Come again some other day 
Topaz and sassafraz 
Will keep the blues away 

Candy store rock and roll 
Corporation jelly roll 
Play the singles it ain't me 
It's programmed insanity 
You ASCAP if BMI 
Could ever make a mountian fly 
If Japanese can boil teas 
Then where the fuck's my royalties? 


Mama Kin 
(Tyler) 

It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy 
Tell ya honey how I feel 
I've been dreamin', floatin' down the stream and 
Losin' touch with all that's real 
Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover 
Never knowin' where ya been 
You've been fadin', always out paradin' 
Keep in touch with mama kin 

Well you've always got your tail on the wag 
Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon 
You act like a perpetual drag 
You better check it out 
Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon 

It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna 
It's so hard to find peace of mind (yes it is) 
The way I see it you got to say shit 
But don't forget to drop me a line 

Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen 
And workin' for your dad is just a drag 
You still stuff your mouth with them beans * 
You better check it out 
Cause someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon 

Keep in touch with mama kin 
Tell her where you've gone and been 
Livin' out your fantasy 
Sleepin' late and smokin' tea 


Adam's Apple 
(Tyler) 

Back when Cain was able 
Way before the stable 
Lighting struck right down from the sky 
A mother ship with fate said let's give it a try 

Conscience was related 
Man he was created 
Lady luck took him by surprise 
A sweet and bitter fruit 
It surely opened his eyes 

Well she ate it 
Lordy it was love at first bite 
Well she ate it 
Never knowin' wrong from right 

Even Eve in Eden 
Voices tried deceiving 
With lies that showed the lady the way 
At first she stopped turned and tried to walk away 

Man he was believer 
Lady was deceiver 
So the story goes but you see 
That snake was he 
She just climbed right up his tree 

Well she ate it 
Lordy it was love at first bite 
Well she ate it 
Never knowin' wrong from right 

Conscience was related 
Man he was created 
Lady luck took him by surprise 
A sweet and bitter fruit 
It surely opened his eyes 

Evil came like rainin' 
Who knows who's to blamin' 
Something tried to lay her to waste 
And all she want and need was just a little taste 

Well she ate it 
Lordy it was love at first bite 
Well she ate it 
Never knowin' wrong from right 


Nobody's Fault 
(Tyler/Whitford) 

Lord I must be dreamin' 
What else could this be 
Everybody's screamin' 
Runnin' for the sea 
Holy lands are sinkin' 
Birds take to the sky 
The prophets are all stinkin' drunk 
I know the reason why 

Eyes are full of desire 
Mind is so ill at ease 
Everything is on fire 
Shit piled up to the knees 

Out of rhyme or reason 
Everyone's to blame 
Children of the season 
Don't be lame 

Sorry 
You're so sorry 
Don't be sorry 
Man has known and now he's blown it 
Upside-down and hell's the only sound 
We did an awful job and now they say it's nobody's fault 

Old St. Andres 
Seven years ago 
Shove it up their richters 
Redlines stop and go 
Noblemen of courage 
Listen with their ears 
Spoke but how discouraging 
When no one really hears 

One of these days you'll be sorry 
Too many houses on the stilt 
Three million years or just a story 
Four on the floor up to the hilt 

Out of rhyme or reason 
Everyone's to blame 
Children of the season 
Don't be lame 

Sorry 
You're so sorry 
Don't be sorry 
Man has known and now he's blown it 
Upside-down and hell's the only sound 
We did an awful job and now we're just a little too late 

Eyes are full of desire 
Mind is so ill at ease 
Everything is on fire 
Shit piled up in debris 

California showtime 
Five o'clock's the news 
Everybody's concubine 
Was prone to take a snooze 

Sorry 
You're so sorry 
Don't be sorry 
Man has known and now he's blown it 
Upside-down and hell's the only sound 
We did an awful job and now we're just a little too late 


Round And Round 
(Tyler/Whitford) 

If you believe in me 
Like I believe in you 
You wouldn't be tellin' me things 
That weren't exactly true 
Now everythin' changes 
Ain't nothin' the same 
I'm gettin' the strangest feelin' baby 
I can't remember my name 

Cause the life I been livin' 
And the love I been givin' 
Would be sure to set you spinnin' 
But you ain't never touchin' ground 
And I'm round and round 

Well it was one for all 
And it was all for one 
And everything that we did 
Never bothered no one 
Now everythin' changes 
Ain't nothin' the same 
I'm gettin' the strangest feelin' baby 
I can't remember my name 

Cause the life I been livin' 
And the love I been givin' 
Would be sure to set you spinnin' 
But you ain't never touchin' ground 
And I'm round and round 

Can you remember the days 
When you were sweet sixteen 
And always caught in the blaze 
Of someone else's dreams 
Now everythin' changes 
Ain't nothin' the same 
I'm gettin' the strangest feelin' baby 
I can't remember my name 

I'm goin' round and round and round and round and round... 
I'm goin' round and round and round and round and round... 


Critical Mass 
(Tyler/Hamilton/Douglas)

 
Arriving in boats, black hooded coats 
Tormentors climbed into my room 
I crawled under my bed, covered my head 
But they're flushin' me out with a broom 
The leader, she's small, pinned my ass to the wall 
For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past 
Time after time, she'd be readin' my mind 
But she never got the feelin' to last 

Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it 
This is the critical mass 

So far so good, I heard the other say 
So good so far, they're takin' me away 
I drink to you, your mind, her ass 
We'll take a drink and break the glass 

Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it 
This is the critical mass 

Now the tallest of two, with a brush full of blue 
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall 
So I tell her for fun, that it's really well done 
But she just ain't listenin' at all 
She points to my heart, tellin' me if I'm smart 
I'll practice and phase 
Out and admit, when the shoe doesn't fit 
And I went screaming out down the hall 

Need it 
Need your love 

Just then I heard a poundin' on the door 
We're all here, sang the voice of twenty more 
I drink to you alas, we'll take a drink and break the glass 

Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it 
We are the critical mass 

Time and space, is takin' me away 
Time erase, don't know the time of day 


Lord Of The Thighs 
(Tyler) 

Down to who knows who, just to socialize 
I'm waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes 
You got no way to make a man honey, 
You got to understand 
I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs 

Well, well, Lordie my God, 
What do we got here? 
She's flashin' 'cross the floor, 
Make it perfectly clear 
You're the bait, and you're the hook, 
Someone 'bound to take a look 
I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs. 

You must of come here to find it, 
You've got the look in your eyes 
Although you really don't mind it 
I am the Lord of your Thighs! 

You must of come here to find it baby, 
You've got the look in your eyes 
Although you really don't mind it 
I am the Lord of your Thighs! 


Jailbait 
(Tyler/Crespo) 

Baby, take me, baby, take me, baby I'm drivin' maybe 
Baby take me . . . . 

Take it or leave it on a Saturday night 
If what you see is what you get then gimme a bite 
Here comes the ladies, they're so insecure 
Leave it to the boys and the fool on the hill 

Hello baby, yeah, it's me, be no jock, no third degree 
Oh, jailbait 
Play the foolin', play the pawn 
Wake up baby I'm out the door, jailbait 
I'm believin', someone talkin 
Can't let go, got the hold, oh jailbait 
What it is that you believe 
What you got, got up your sleeve, oh 
Jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait 

Take it, leave it, roll the dice 
You're hot as hell, I'm cold as ice, oh jailbait 
Tell your daddy how you do me 
Put the woodshed, do it to me, jailbait 
Whatchya see in daddy's eyes 
Check the voice, ain't no surprise 
Jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait 

Do me, do you, tell me, would you 
See me, me too, do me, do you 

I ain't complaining bitch's brew 
Girls in love I never knew she jailbait 
Steep the chase, cold sweatin 
Stick your feet up, grace go bed 
Jailbait, j-j-jailbait, j-j-jailbait 
Jailbait, j-j-jailbait, j-j-jailbait 


Train Kept A Rollin' 
(T. Bradshaw, L. Mann, H. Kay) 

Well, on a train, I met a dame, 
She rather handsome, we kind looked the same 
She was pretty, from New York City 
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane, 
I'm in heat, I'm in love, 
But I just couldn't tell her so 

I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long 
Train kept a-rollin' all night long 
Train kept a-rollin' all night long 
Train kept a-rollin' all night long 
With a "heave!", and a "ho!" 
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no 

Well, get along, sweet little woman get along 
On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along 
On your way, 
I'm in heat, I'm in love, 
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no 

Well, on a train, I met a dame, 
She rather handsome, we kind looked the same 
She was pretty, from New York City 
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane, 
I'm in heat, I'm in love, 
But I just couldn't tell her so 

I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long 
Train kept a-rollin' all night long 
Train kept a-rollin' all night long 
Train kept a-rollin' all night long 
With a "heave!", and a "ho!" 
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no 

Well, get along, sweet little woman get along 
On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along 
On your way, 
I'm in heat, I'm in love, 
But I just couldn't tell her 

Well, we made a stop in Albequerque 
She must'a thought I was a real cool jerk 
Got off the train, and put her hands up 
Lookin' so good I couldn't let her go 
But I just couldn't tell her so 

I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long 
Train kept a-rollin' all night long 
Train kept a-rollin' all night long 
Train kept a-rollin' all night long 
I'm in heat, I'm in love, 
But I just couldn't tell her