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Iggy Pop
Iggy Pop


Background information
Birth name James Newell Osterberg, Jr.
Born April 21, 1947
Born place Muskegon, Michigan, United States
Genre(s) Garage Rock
Hard Rock
Glam Rock
Years active 1967—present
Label(s) RCA Records
Virgin Records
Elektra Records
Associated acts Slash
David Bowie
The Stooges
The Iguanas
The Trolls
The Nymphs
Website Website



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Iggy Pop Album


Blah-Blah-Blah (1986)
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Well I'm just outa school
Like I'm real real cool
Gotta dance like a fool
Got the message that I gotta be
A wild one
Ooh yeah I'm a wild one

CHORUS
Gotta break it loose
Gonna keep 'em movin' wild
Gonna keep a swingin' baby
I'm a real wild child

Gonna met all muh friends
Gonna have ourself a ball
Gonna tell my friends
Gonna tell them all
That I'm a wild one
Ooh yeah I'm a wild one

CHORUS

I'm a real wild one
An' I like a wild fun
In a world gone crazy
Everything seems hazy
I'm a wild one
Ooh yeah I'm a wild one

CHORUS

I'm a wild one
I'm a wild one
I'm a wild one
Oh baby
I'm a wild one

CHORUS

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You have loved me with energy
Backed up with hard work and guts
We inhabit eternity
We fly forever in space

The way we run together
The way we breeze the miles
We put our heads together
And laughingly we smile

It can't fall
It can't fall
Baby, it can't fall
Death means nothing at all

It can't fall
It can't fall
Baby, it can't fall
Our love will outlive this earth

Words have so many meanings
Sometimes mean nothing at all
Sometimes I feel so simple
I don't know what's coming next

We have swum in the ocean
And that was really alright
I'm not a big man
It's hard to face the world

It can't fall
It can't fall
Baby it can't fall

That would nail me to the wall

It can't fall
It can't fall
Baby it can't fall
Our love will outlive this earth

It can't fall

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You gave me a present
The paper was blue and green
I unwrapped it with pleasure
These are the best shades I've ever seen
You can be my girlfriend
Forever and a day
I never thought I was worth much
Or that anyone would treat me this way

I'm not
The kind of guy
Who dresses like a king
And a really fine pair of shades
Means everything
And the light that blinds my eyes
Shines from you

It makes me come in the night
It makes me swim with delight
I like this pain
I like this mirror,
I like these shades

I could have had a problem
I might have never followed through
The other guys are in trouble
They wouldn't listen to a girl like you
These shades say something
I'll bet they cost a lot
I hope I don't break 'em
I hope we don't break up

I'm not
The kind of guy
Who dresses like a king
And a really fine pair of shades
Means everything
And the light that blinds my eyes
Shines from you

It makes me come in the night
It makes me swim with delight
I like this pain
I like this mirror,
I like these shades

I like these shades
I like these shades

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I loved you when
It was alright
I'll love you when
It all goes wrong
I love you when
My eyes are open
I'll love you when
My eyes are gone
Fire girl-say you will

I have no time
To watch TV
Yours is the face
That interests me
I loved you when
You lost your raincoat
I'll love you when
You lose your fear
Fire girl-say you will

Pockets full of rain
Bewildered by this change
Underneath the sky
I just want to fly
Fire girl-say you will

I'm so lonely
So just do it
Say you will
I got a pocket full of rain

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Needed you
You were only using
Needing you just
Tore me down
Here I stand
In isolation
Feeling emptiness and doubt
Walking down the
Broken highway
Sucking sugar
Plain and sweet
Did your mother
Ever tell you
That the joyful are free

I need some lovin'
Like an inmate needs a dime
I need some lovin'
Like a poet needs a rhyme
Here I stand in isolation
My empty hands - in isolation
Walking down the
Broken highway
Sucking sugar
'Cause it's my way

Find me one heart
To complete with
Heading for the
Farthest beaches
I need some lovin'
Like a body needs a soul
I need some lovin'
Like a fastball needs control
Here I stand in isolation
My empty hands - in isolation
Strike up the band
In this proud land

Got a lot to do
Got a lot to say
Got a life to live
Here I stand -
In isolation

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Status seekers -
I never cared
Once I found out
They never dared
To seize the world and
Shake it upside down
And every stinking bum
Should wear a crown

Sayin' I
Cry for love
Till all the plates are broken
Cry for love
Until my eyes are soakin'
Yeah I
Cry for love
Oh every sammy morning
Yeah I
Cry for love
'Cause imitation's boring
Cry for love

Bad TV that
Insults me freely
Still I know what
I'm dyin' to see
In searching for
A meaningful embrace
Sometimes my self-respect
Took second place

An' I
Cried for love
I did what my heart told me
Cried for love
Can't stand it
When they scold me
Yeah I
Cried for love
On every sammy morning
Yeah I
Cry for love
'Cause imitation's boring
Cry for love

Surfers ride for love
And wipe out when it hits 'em
Soldiers kill for love
And nobody admits it
If you're cryin' for love
Well, that's ok
Don't sweat it
If you're cryin' for love
Then there's still a chance
You'll get it
Cry for love

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Pop before the war
Lunch before the score
Steady as she goes
Following my nose
I'm a bull mongrel
That's me

Shimon Peres
Whatcha gonna do?
I'm from Detroit
Blow the reveille
Deatho knocko
That's me little ol' me
Glamorous me

(CHORUS)
Johnny can't read
Blah blah blah
I can't see
Blah blah blah
Tuna on white
Guns all night
Blah blah blah

(Cat taboo girl -
Raped by an ape)
Cat taboo girl
Jam the sucker in
You dig the mongrels
Guardian of the state
Says you gotta go
Bombin' low

Senator Rambo
Merrily you go
Monkey butcher knows
A cab to find a bank
A bank to find a loan
'Cause you can't be alone
You dig the mongrels

(CHORUS)
Violent peace
Blah blah blah
Buy it right now
Blah blah blah
We are the world
We are so huge
Blah blah blah

Johnny can't read
Blah blah blah
I can't see
Blah blah blah
Tuna on white
Guns all night
Blah blah blah

Blue jean coolies...
Everything huge...
Petrified food
Pizza killers...
From napalm to nice guy...
Nifty fifty...
Hit 'em where they live...

The ranks of the glamorous
Change constantly...

- The most spoiled brats
On God's green earth -

Pop before the war

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I need to touch
A live unbeaten earth
So that's where I'm going

I know a town
In N.W. Mexico
Where the sun is gold
And life exists
Hideaway hideaway truly
Hideaway hideaway truly

My country got
Raped by big industry
We'll just have to wing it

The concrete strips
Raw greed and king TV
They say, "So what"
I say "So this"
Hideaway hideaway truly
Hideaway hideaway truly

I can hear the children's voices
Ringing in a yard
When I hear children's voices
My feelings aren't so hard

Your honest face
Your quiet simple grace
You are one thing
I will not waste
Hideaway hideaway truly
Hideaway hideaway truly

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Winners and losers
Which one am I,
Is it the same
Under the sky?
Black motorcycles
And the will to survive
Losers and winners
Low and high
In this glass and wire world
Surly leeches gain the right
To send their message screaming
One that has no meaning
To people who feel

Questions and questions -
Plain as your nose -
But who would believe
A little rose?
Winners and losers
In love with themselves
No Santa Claus
No happy elves
In this smoking
Gun existence
It gets harder to unwind
I'll just eat my breakfast
Try to keep my questions
Starving all night

Out in the suburbs I met
My true fine love
Down in the suburbs I met
My true fine love
She gave me money
She gave me head
She gave me everything
And then she went dead.

Stick out your thumb
And hit the open road
Cat in a Mercedes
Goes by, he's old
He's got some, you got none
Together maybe you can have
Some fun - winners and losers
Gentlemen boozers
Winners and losers

Roll roll roll roll
Roll your money down

Rock rock rockadoc
Takin' over this town.

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You're not giving an inch
You're strung like wire
Your open arms they flinch
Joan Crawford style
Treated like a towel
Inside you howl

On some dark concrete
Midnight street
You've built an altar
That's quite complete
Your self control
Is damned amazing
You're trying hard
And I want you
Little miss emperor

You really want to grow
And you're alert, I know
But babies mostly drown
It's a company town
Cheat gods and joke
Attack your noble ghost

I saw the best minds
Of my generation
Learn how to crawl
Across our nation
Conformity falls
Like one wet blanket
Look how we live
And I want you
Little miss emperor
Little miss emperor
Trying to open doors

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