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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


Brick By Brick (1990)
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I work so hard, man, so don’t trip me up
Shakin’ a leg like the tail o’ the pup
I’m payin’ dues till I register heat
Sure hope I don’t end up on the street

Home, boy
Home, boy
Everybody needs a home
Home, boy
Home, boy
Everybody needs a home

So many people rise and fall
Who’s lookin’ after you at all?
Nobody knows anybody at all
Strangers in paradise down at the mall

Home, boy
Home, boy
Everybody needs a home
Home, boy
Home, boy
Everybody needs a home

The life we live is tricky tricky
I love my home, and my family
Who’s gonna love you when the
Mountain gets steep?
We’re gonna make it-in a jeep

Home, boy
Home, boy
Everybody needs a home
Home, boy
Home, boy
You better think about your home, boy
Better love it
Don't shove it
Every motherfucker really needs a home
Home, Home
Oh I need my home
When I get home I feel so good
Cause the door is locked
And it ain't just wood
No asshole better get in my way
Cause I got everything
I'm still home I feel good
I got everything like I should
I'm safe, I'm alright
I got my home & I feel alright
I got my home & I feel alright

. . .


This whole country is scared of failure.
My head keeps trying to sell me ambition,
But in my heart, I want self-respect.
There's a conflict.

Boy, I feel so outgunned today
But I'll get up and fight back, anyway
You and I are not huge mainstream stars
But unlike them, we're really what we are

We got main street eyes
Watchin' as the big boys roll by
Under rotten television skies
We got main street eyes

I saw a kitten squashed in the street
I read about a plastic surgeon and his art
Collection.

We are played for suckers all the time
Phony rock and roll
It's a crime
I don't want to dip myself in trash
I don't want to give myself for cash

We got main street eyes
Tryin' to do what' decent with our lives
Under funny television skies
We got main street eyes

Walkin' around sometimes
I see a tension under the surface
People are just about ready to explode.

So hold me, and trust me
I love you. Don't worry.
Keep your main street eyes
Keep your main street eyes
Keep your main street eyes
Eyes
Eyes

. . .


I'm standin', in a shadow, hating the world
I keep a wall around me, block out the herd
It's a nerve-wreck place to be, it kills real
Quick
You gotta scrape the concrete off your dick
But we're gonna live so happily
In a faraway place, just you and me
If I don't crap out
The sun will shine and give us a hug
The world will sing like a happy bug
If I don't crap out

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It's a rainy afternoon In 1990
The big city...geez, it's been 20 years!
Candy,
You were so fine
Beautiful, beautiful Girl from the north
You burned my heart with a flickering torch
I had a dream that no one else could see
You gave me love for free

CHORUS
Candy Candy Candy
I can't let you go
All my life you're haunting me
I loved you so
Candy Candy Candy
I can't let you go
Life is crazy
Candy baby

Yeah, well it hurt me real bad when you left
Hell, I'm glad you got out
But I miss you I've had a hole in my heart
For so long
I've learned to fake it and Just smile along
Down on the street
Those men are all the same
I need a love
Not games
Not games

CHORUS

. . .


The cops are well-groomed, with
Muscled physiques in Butt Town
Their tan uniforms are tailored in chic
In Butt Town
Any young Black male who walks down the street
Is gonna get stopped by a car full of meat
BUt the girl with the hair
Flies by in her underwear-

She's done nothing so far to deserve that car
When you live in Butt Town
You gotta get down
But in Butt Town I'm learnin'
In Butt Town I'm earnin'
In Butt Town I'm turnin'
Into my worst nightmare

I'm tellin' you, it's a motley crew in Butt Town
Monday you're new, and Friday you're through
In Butt Town
The producer is wily, and owns what he sells
The talent is eager to go straight to hell
Th tits are amazing, and everyone's gazing
At some body part-
That's the nature of art in Butt Town

All over Butt Town dreams have a show down
All over Butt Town values are thrown down
But in Butt Town I'm learnin'
In Butt Town I'm earnin'
In Butt Town I'm turnin'
Into my worst nightmare

In Butt Town baby
I'm gonna be a star
I'm gonna shake my butt far
Now here we go
I'm gonna shake my butt
Shake my butt shake my butt
In Butt Town

. . .


I was gently raised
Fussed over r in school
Fed and housed and entertained
Wanting to be cool
Summers in the grass
Winters warm and slow
Until the one thing on my mind was to just
Get up and go

We're the undefeated
We got what they want
We're so bored and spoiled
Life is just a bag of pot
We're the undefeated
TV in the shade
Girls at all our parties
We have really got it made

There's a real mean world outside
Where many lives are lost
But struggle builds character
And we are growing soft
I don't want to sit and watch no TV show
I want to roam and be challenged
I want to grow and grow

We're the undefeated
We got what they want
We're so fucking spoiled
Life is just a bag of pot
We're the undefeated
TV in the shade
Girls at all our parties
We have really got it made
What have we made?
A giant jail
A bunch of walls
That's all that we've made
Oh, my

We're the undefeated we got what they want
We're so bored and spoiled life is just a bag of pot
We're the undefeated we got what they want
We're so bored and spoiled life is just a bag of pot

We're the undefeated
Always undefeated
We're the undefeated
We're the undefeated,
Now

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Who's gonna tell you goodnight?
Who's gonna put out the light?
I love you and love is almost crazy
Slippin' through the so and so's
Over all the fields we go
Moonlight lady

Don't wanna tell you so long
Don't wanna mess up your song
Feelin' like I do I'm almost crazy
Choosin' all the red blue jeans
Watchin' people be so mean
Moonlight lady

I'm on fire
And I can hardly breathe
Time goes by
And all alone
My poor heart grieves

I love you just 'cause I do
I didn't plan it with you
BUt now we're here we might as well accept it
We're together for all time
Marching through the fields of dimes
Moonlight lady


. . .


Sometims I don't even move a muscle
Baby while you lie awake all night
I think I've got 9 lives in these corpuscles
Girl, you know sometimes I don't think right

I hear voices in the hall
I wake up and it's nothing at all
A hungry wolf-an angry child
Or something wild
Something wild
Something wild
Something wild

It's not as if we could think that things
Was one way
Or they would all just be that way right now
When I was a kid I thought that some day
I could tame this lion heart some
Way, some how

Now I'm hungry for the love
That doesn't know what it's thinking of
Searching for the meek and mild
Like something wild
Something wild
Something wild
Something wild

There's a hole where the wind blows through
And some curtains too
But I can't hide a thing from you-
You know where I'm comin' from
Well I tried gettin' there under my own steam
But my very last chance was shot
Now you're ridin' me down like a submarine
I can feel you in my veins, runnin' hot
I went out and stole a new pair of shoes
Some pocket money and a place to go
Now we gotta get up and scream at the
Top of our lungs like it was gonna die
If we didn't make it so
I hear voices in the hall
I wake up and it's nothing at all
A hungry wolf-an angry child
Something wild



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I'm sliding like a lizard on my belly and back
It's a miracle I haven't fallen through any cracks
The life on display is trouble for sure
The drugs that I took have made me impure

The neon forest is lighting up
The neon forest is lighting up
My brain

I've learned some nasty lessons so I'm shutting
My mouth
A fury in my gut is spinning me round
and round
To be a total phony is the winning design
When the fabric of life is a horny goldmine

The neon forest is my home
And like a cartoon cat I roam
Where only kids are still alive
And anyway they're gonna fry
My brain

You can get a weird prize for being adored
You can join the "in crowd" for being a whore
Although you are lonely you wish for a fence
America takes drugs in psychic defense
You can say what you want but nobody's there
Have you got any money?
Are you anybody?



. . .


Stars in the sky
I like them better than you
Stars in the sky
They tell me what to do
I don't care about your city
Or your fat income
I don't care about your Vanity Fair
Or your fucking sitcom

Starry night
Starry night
That starry night

Makes me feel alright
I heard a lotta mean talkin'
I met a lotta tough guys-they all look
Pretty ugly under the stars
Go out to the desert
And just look up
You can feel yourself
Under the stars
All man's buildings
Will soon be gone
'Cause something here
Is absolutely wrong

Starry night
Starry night
That starry night

Makes me feel alright
Like a human being
Take your building and your income and
Shove it up your ass-
Take your building and your income and stuff
It with your cash-
I heard a lotta big talk-met a lotta tough guys-
That shit looks ugly under a starry night-
Which country is the strongest?
Who plays the best guitar?
Who fucking cares
Under the stars

. . .


An evil shadow across my brain
A certain buring that makes me insane
She's on my beam oh no she's in my room
She's al around me now and I'm a tool

Pussy power
Pussy power
Pussy power
Pussy power

She wears a raincoat in the sun all day
She says she wants to have some fun, well, hey
She calls me over on the sidewalk
She's got a joint, she's got a cute walk

Pussy power
Pussy power
Pussy power
Pussy power

Pussy power-hour by hour
Pussy power oh what a flower
I want to hold her close to me
'Cause pussy power's pulling me
Down
Down
Down
Down

When it's there and I can't have it
I get real real rabid
I've got to figure out a way
I'm so pent-up, like this I can't stay
I've got to look this in the eye
I'm much too crazed, I'm much too shy
But all in all, at least I am I
Oh my oh my oh my oh my

Pussy power
Pussy power
Pussy power
Pussy power

. . .


My baby wants to rock and roll
She likes pictures and thoughts control
she's shoppin' wild and she's comin' down
Superman couldn't turn her around

she wants ta rock rock rock
Rock rock and roll
Rock it on down till she cures her soul
She wants ta rock her way right outta the hole
She wants to rock and rock and roll

She wants information and she wants it raw
She don't believe the way they lay things out
She's gotta try it till she's too fucked up
I was the same way once myself
I hadda rock...

Goin' down those empty streets
You know what other guy's got all the money
He doesn't deserve it-screw him-rock and roll

Car crash on the grey highway
Bodies murmur under blankets
The party's in full swing
The boys are high and ready for fucking new blood
Boddies are needed constantly
Escapees from all history
Voyagers in tehe animal state-whoops!-
Here come the assholes they can smell the money-
The meanest little bitch in 13 states-
She's what God creates-
...Rock and roll...

Nobody knows if she'll live or die
He wishes he was the cute one
But he's just the big one
He needs to rock and roll

. . .


People are so sad and I know why
With no chance to live before you die
You get pretty sick if you hafta
Keep it inside

I wanna build a house where an ad don't scream
I wanna live in peace-quietly
I wanna have a place of love and safety
People oughta live how and where they want
People oughta have respect in front
People oughta get along pretty O.K.

So get off my dick
I'm building it brick by brick
Brick by brick

I'm building a house where I can think
And have some balance and dignity
I'm building a house where no one can hurt me
I'm huilding a house where the weak are strong
I'm building a house with a real song
I'm using faith that is immortal
I'm building it with simplicity
and the way that we feel, you and me
I'm buidling it with what I believe in

So get off my dick
I'm building it brick by brick
Brick by brick

Now I'm looking at just a little time
So be it-I want to
Be true to my simple heart
And not put nothing else above it
Brick by brick
Brick by brick
Brick by brick
Brick by brick
Brick by brick by brick

. . .


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