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Alice Cooper
Alice Cooper


Background information
Birth name Vincent Damon Furnier
Born February 4, 1948
Born place Allen Park, Michigan, United States
Genre(s) Rock
Hard Rock
Heavy Metal
Shock Rock
Years active 1963—present
Label(s) Epic Records
Atlantic Records
Eagle Records
MCA Records
New West Records
Spitfire Records
Website Website



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Alice Cooper Album


Billion Dollar Babies (1973)
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I can't find your face in a
Thousand masqueraders
You're hidden in the colors of a
Million other lost charaders
In life's big parade
I'm the loneliest spectator
Cuz you're gone without a trace in
A sea of faceless imitators

I can't take another night
Burning inside this

Hell is living without your love
Ain't nothing without your
Touch me
Heaven would be like hell
Is living without you

Try to walk away
When I see the time I've wasted
Starving at a feast
And all this wine I've never tasted
On my lips your memory has been stained
Is it all in vain
Tell me who's to blame

I can't take another night
Burning inside this

Hell is living without your love
Ain't nothing without your
Touch me
Heaven would be like hell
Is living without you

Nights get longer and colder
I'm down begging to hold ya
On my own and I feel like hell
Is living without you

Hell is living without your love
Ain't nothing without your
Touch me
Heaven would be like hell
Is living without you

Nights get longer and colder
I'm down begging to hold ya
On my own and I feel like hell
Is living without you...


. . .


Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe.
She was a real go-getter.
She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get better."
We pulled off the highway, night black as a widow.
"Yeah, I read the Bible," she said, "I wanna know of you."

Hey, I think I've got a live one,
Hey, I think I've got a live one, Yeah, Yeah,
I think I've got a live one.

Felt like I was hit by a diesel or a greyhound bus.
She was no baby-sitter.
"Get up, sugar, never thought you'd be a quitter."
I opened the back door, she was greedy.
I ran through the desert, she was chasin'.
No time to get dressed, so I was naked, stranded in Chihuahua.

Hey, I think I've got a live one,
Hey, I think I've got a live one,
Hey, hey, I think I've got a live one,
Alone, raped and freezin',
Alone cold and sneezin',
Alone down in Mexico,
Alone.

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I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice,
I wanna be elected,
I'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce,
I wanna be elected,
Kids want a savior, don't need a fake,
I wanna be elected,
We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make,
I wanna be elected, elected, elected.

Good evening Mr & Mrs America and all ships at sea,
The candidate is taking the country by storm.

I never lied to you, I've always been cool,
I wanna be elected,
I gotta get the vote, and I told you 'bout school,
I wanna be elected, elected, elected,
Hallelujah, I wanna be selected,
Everyone in the United States of America.

We're gonna win this one, take the country by storm,
We're gonna be elected,
You and me together, young and strong,
We're gonna be elected, elected, elected,
Respected, selected, call collected,
I wanna be elected, elected.

"And if I am elected
I promise the formation of a new party
A third party, the Wild Party!
I know we have problems,
We got problems right here in Central City,
We have problems on the North, South, East and West,
New York City, Saint Louis, Philadelphia, Los Angeles, Detroit, Chicago,
Everybody has problems,
And personally, I don't care."

. . .


Billion dollar baby
Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel,
Grimy as an alley
Loves me like no other lover

Billion dollar baby
Rubber little monster, baby, I adore you
Man or woman living couldn't love me like you, baby

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Billion dollar baby
I got you in the dimestore,
No other little girl could ever hold you
Any tighter, any tighter than me, baby
Billion dollar baby
Reckless like a gambler, million dollar maybe
Foaming like a dog that's been infected by the rabies

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Million dollar baby
Billion dollar baby
Trillion dollar baby
Zillion dollar baby

. . .


Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair,
Aching to get me.
Sticky sweet suckers in the Halloween air,
Aching to get me.
Saint Vitus dance on my molars tonight,
Aching to get me.
Aching to get me, get me oh ...
Take it to the doc, I guess he ought to know,
La, da, da, da, da.
Which ones can stay, which ones gotta go.
La, da, da, da, da.
He looks in my mouth and then he starts to gloat.
He says my teeth are O.K.,
But my gums got to go. Oh oh ...
I come off the gas but I'm still seeing spies,
Aching to get me.
I can see them all through a glassy pair of eyes,
Aching to get me.
De Sade's gonna live in my mouth tonight,
La, da, da, da, da,
And the rotten tooth fairy is satisfied,
La, da, da, da, da,
Aching to get me, get me oh ...

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I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
Until they got a hold of me
I opened doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me and I'm getting shot down
And I'm feeling mean
No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's sick , he's obscene
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me and I'm getting shot down
And I'm feeling mean
My dog bit me on leg today
My cat clawled my eye
My mom's been thrown out of society circle
My dad's had to hide
I went to church incognito
When everybody rose, the Reserved Smith
He recognized me
Punched me in the nose




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Please clean the plates, dear.
The Lord above can see ya.
Don't you know people are starving in Korea?
Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles,
Kindergarten people - they use 'em, the need 'em.
Over-indulging machines were their children.
There wasn't a way down on Earth to cool 'em,
'Cause they look just like humans at Kresges and Woolworths.
But decadent brains were at work to destroy.
Brats in battalions were ruling the streets,
Sayin' generation landslide closed the gap between 'em.

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies.

Militant mothers hiding in their basement
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets.
Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs,
While Mothers' Lib burns birth certificate papers.
Dad gets his allowance from his sonny, the dealer,
Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance.
Sister's out 'til five doing banker's son's hours.
But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father.
Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour.
The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em.

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies.

. . .


Sick things in cars rotate round my stars
Sick things,My things ,My pets ,My things

I love you things i see as much as you love me
You things are heavenly when you come worship me.
You things are chilled with fright ? for i am out tonight
You fill me with delight you whet my appetite

I eat my things, What love it brings
Come here my things, Dont fear my little things

I love you things i see as much as you love me
You things are heavenly when you come worship me.
You things are thrilled with fright ? for i am out tonight
You things are paradise you whet my appetite

Sick things in cartridge tapes,My stars
Sick things, Pretty things, Play things, My things.

I love the things i see as much as ellephy
You things are heavenly when you come worship me.
You things are chilled with fright ? for i am out tonight
You you things are paradise you whet my appetite

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Mary-Ann, I'm really crazy bout you, deed i am
i just can't live without you, Mary-Ann Mary-Ann
Mary-Ann
My life was built around you.
Stars and sand, Your eyes were pools of laughter,
Mary-Ann, I thought you were my man.


. . .


I love the dead before they're cold
They're bluing flesh for me to hold
Cadaver eye's upon me see....... Nothing
I love the dead before they rise
No farwells, No goodbyes
I never even knew your now rotting face
While friends and lovers morn your silly grave
I have other uses for you, Darling

I love the dead (X3)

I love the dead (X3)

I love the dead (X3)

I love the dead (X3)

I love the dead (X3)

I love the dead (X3)

I love the dead before they're cold
They're bluing flesh for me to hold
Cadaver eye's upon me see....... Nothing

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