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Guess who just got back today?
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away
Haven't changed, haven't much to say
But man, I still think those cats are great
They were asking if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
I told them you were living downtown
Driving all the old men crazy
The boys are back in town
You know the chick that used to dance a lot
Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what she'd got
Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot
I mean she was steaming
That night over at Johnny's place
Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face
Man we just fell about the place
If that chick don't want to know, forget her
Friday night they'll be dressed to kill
Down at Dino's bar and grill
The drink will flow and blood will spill
If the boys want to fight, you'd better let them
That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song
The nights are getting warmer, it won't be long
It won't be long till summer comes
Now that the boys are here again
The boys are back in town
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Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in this town
See me and the boys we don't like it
So were getting up and going down
Hiding low looking right to left
If you see us coming I think it's best
To move away do you hear what I say
From under my breath
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around
Don't you be around
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
Some of us won't survive
See the boys and me mean business
Bustin' out dead or alive
I can hear the hound dogs on my trail
All hell breaks loose, alarm and sirens wail
Like the game if you lose
Go to jail
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around
Tonight there's gonna trouble
I'm gonna find myself in
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So woman stay with a friend
You know it's safer
Breakout!
Tonight there's gonna be a breakout
Into the city zones
Don't you dare to try and stop us
No one could for long
Searchlight on my trail
Tonight's the night all systems fail
Hey you good lookin' female
Come here!
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in the town
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
So don't you be around
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
I'm gonna find myself in
Tonight there's gonna be trouble
So woman stay with a friend
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Don't believe me if I tell you
Not a word of this is true
Don't believe me if I tell you
Especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you
Don't believe me if I tell you
That I wrote this song for you
There might be some other silly pretty girl
I'm singing it to
Don't believe a word
For words are only spoken
Your heart is like a promise
Made to be broken
Don't believe a word
Words can tell lies
And lies are no comfort
When there's tear in your eyes
Don't believe me if I tell you
Not a word of this is true
Don't believe me if I tell you
Especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you
Don't believe a word
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When I passed you in the doorway
You took me with a glance
I should have took that last bus home
But I asked you for a dance
Now we go steady to the pictures
I always get chocolate stains on my pants
My father he's going crazy
Say's I'm living in a trance
But I'm dancing in the moonlight
It's caught me in its spotlight
It's alright, alright
Dancing in the moonlight
On the long hot summer night
It's three o'clock in the morning
And I'm on the streets again
I disobeyed another warning
I should have been in by ten
Now I won't get out until Sunday
I'll have to say I stayed with friends
But it's a habit worth forming
If it means to justify the end
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She's quite a mediator
A smoother operator you will never see
Said "See you later"
You know one day I disobeyed her openly
She knows music
I know music too, you see
She's got the power
The teen queen, Rosalie
She's got the pleasure
Comes from all the cornerstones of the world
She's so fantastic
She's everybody's favorite little record girl
She knows music
I know music too, you see
She's got the power
I got the power, Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Down on me, Rosalie
Shine on me will you please
Well Chattanooga, Lacooda, Baooga Loosa
You can hear her fine
She makes the choices
Then you'd best be smiling when it's losing time
She knows music
I know music too, you see
She's got the power
She is a tower, Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
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Valentino's got a booky shop and what he takes
He gives for what he's got
And what he's got he says he has not
Stolen from anyone
It's not that he don't tell the truth
Or even that he misspent his youth
It's just that he holds the proof
But you feel there's something's wrong
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
Valentino's in a cold sweat, placed all his money on that last bet
Against the odds he smokes another cigarette
Says that it helps him to forget
That he's a nervous wreck
It's not that he misses much
Or even that he's lost his lucky touch
It's just that he gambles so much
And you know that it's wrong
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting just to catch your eye
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
Try to say I told you I told you
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting just to get you
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
To say I told you
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
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There are people that will investigate you
They'll insinuate, intimidate and complicate you
Don't ever wait or hesitate to state the fate that awaits those who
Try to shake or take you
Don't let them break you
You can do anything you want to do
It's not wrong what I sing it's true
You can do anything you want to do
Do what you want to
People that despise you will analyse then criticise you
They'll scandalise and tell lies until they realize
You are someone they should have apologised to
Don't let these people compromise you
Be wise too
You can do anything you want to do
It's not wrong what I sing it's true
You can do anything you want to do
Do what you want to
Hey you you're not their puppet on a string
You can do everything
It's true if you really want to
You can do anything you want
Just like I do
You can do anything you want to do
It's not wrong when I sing it's true
You can do anything you want to do
Do what you want
Hey you
No can do
Hey you
Yes you
Elvis is dead
The king of Rock'n Roll is dead
Elvis is dead
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Captain's hair
Shone softly in the sun
Rode on his best mare
To Sarah
Schoolboy eyes
Would stare in innocent fun
Never told no lies
He loved Sarah
Whispered by a bramble
Carried by a brook
To every fishers hook
"Sarah"
Fragrant fields
Playing croquet in the sun
Nothing appeals
Like Sarah
Whispered by a bramble
Carried by a brook
To every fishers hook
"Sarah"
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Living and dying
In chinatown
Yes they're living and dying down in old chinatown
In chinatown
You better look around
Man, you don't stand a chance if you go down in chinatown
Man, you don't stand a chance if you go down in chinatown
Laughing and crying you know it's a fact
They're not laughing they are crying
'Cause they won't be back
Oh no you don't come back
Not from chinatown
Man, you don't stand a chance if you go down in chinatown
Man, you don't stand a chance if you go down in chinatown
Chinatown, it's a different scene
There are people there, they are so obscene
If you see what I mean
Then they've sold you the dream
Down in chinatown
What goes up it must come down
Living and dying
There is no release
Living and dying
There is no relief
There is no beliefs
Not in chinatown
Man, you don't stand a chance if you go down in chinatown
Man, you don't stand a chance if you go down in chinatown
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Some people they call me jack
Some people they call me insane
I'm looking for somebody
And I don't even know her name
I might be looking for you
Wherever you may be
For there is something I've got to do to you honey
And it's between you and me
Now you might think it's fun
Or maybe it's a joke
But you've got plenty of reason to worry honey
'Cause you wouldn't stand a hope
There's a killer on the loose again
A killer on the loose
There's a killer on the loose again
A ladykiller on the loose
Now I'm not trying to be nasty
Or I'm not trying to make you scared
But there's a killer on the loose
Or haven't you heard
He'll be walking around this town
Just about midnight
Yes, that's chinatown
That's right
That's right
Now you might think I'm messing
Or he don't exist
But honey I'm confessing
I'm a mad sexual rapist
There's a killer on the loose again
A killer on the loose
There's a killer on the loose again
A ladykiller on the loose
"I'll be standing in the shadows of love
Waiting for you
Don't unzip your zipper
'Cause you know I'm jack the ripper
Now don't wail, don't..."
There's a killer on the loose again
Standing in the shadows
A killer on the loose
There's a killer on the loose again
Coming to get you
A ladykiller on the loose
There's a killer on the loose again
Standing in the shadows of love
A killer on the loose
There's a killer on the loose again
A ladykiller on the loose
There's a killer on the loose again
Standing in the shadow
A killer on the loose, of love
There's a killer on the loose again
Oooh
A lady killer on the loose
You better watch out
There's a killer on the loose again
A killer on the loose
Play that back
Check it back
There's a killer on the loose
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The Trouble Boys came in
I guess they'd been out fighting and a'raving
It wasn't long before they moved in
And picked up the girls that we'd brought to
It closed at ten o'clock I had to move fast
To get my baby back from the Trouble Boys
Twenty-five guys from the east side of the city
Kings of hell-raising in the neigborhood
One of them walked up and started dancing with my baby
Who was crying because I didn't stop him
All I could say honey was "This guy is bigger than the both of us"
Trouble Boys, and the Trouble Boys all around me
No one like getting sand kicked in their face
But I don't know anyone who'd stand face to face with the Trouble Boys
Yes the Trouble Boys
I thought to myself it was time to make a move
I breathed my last sigh and I started to groove with my babe
Who was still dancing with the other guy
By the look in her eye I was a martyr
'Cause no one cuts in on the Trouble Boys
Twenty-five gorillas standing all around
I was shaking like a leaf on an Autumn tree
The leader came up and took me by the hand
He shook it like a brother
He didn't crush it after all
He said, "You're ok, you're the only one who's stood up to the Trouble Boy
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They say people out in Hollywood
Live their life out in black and white
They're living out a technicolor dream
Next day they're a star overnight
Not like in New York
Man, it's tougher
Not like in London town
Boy, you suffer
Nobody give a break
When you're down on your luck
Everybody's on the take
When you're down on your luck
You can't make a mistake
When you're down on your luck
People out in Hollywood
They got a lot of class
You see the boys strutting down the boulevard
Trying to make a pass
Not like in New York
It's high rise, it's concrete and complex
Not like in London town
It reigns down on its subjects
Nobody give a damn
When you're down on your luck
Nobody understands
When you're down on your luck
Lady Chance, she won't dance
When you're down on your luck
People out in Hollywood
They can make it to the stars
They can reach the screen
Drive around in big expensive convertible cars
Not like in New York
All you've got is Broadway
Not like in the west end of London
You can't make it no way
Nobody give a damn
When you're down on your luck
Nobody understands
When you're down on your luck
Lady Chance, she won't dance
When you're down on your luck
You've got to strut your stuff
When you're down on your luck
You can't take it easy, it ain't good enough
When you're down on your luck
Everybody's on the make
When you're down on your luck
Nobody give a fair deal
When you're down on your luck
Nobody understands my Uncle Sam
When you're down on your luck
I'm ready for the dance
When you're down on your luck
I got to make a dollar holler
When you're down on your luck
Mama, mama, mama, mama
When you're down on your luck
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I put my money in a suitcase
And headed for the big race
I felt a chill on my backbone
As I hung up the telephone
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win pays double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
They say chances on the outside
Are looking pretty slim
I feel so lucky on the inside
I feel I'm going to win
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
Take a little money, there's nothing left to lose
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
I've got a whole month's wages
I haven't seen that much in ages
I might spend it in stages
And move out to Las Vegas
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win pays double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
I put my money in a suitcase
They say chances on the outside
I've got a whole month's wages
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Stone cold crazy, place another bet
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Locked up in the classroom, waiting for the fight
Down to the schoolyard, knocking the gate
Into the alley, meet up with the boys
Waiting for the weekend to make a little noise
Thunder is strong, lightning is death
Kicking the girls and it's starting to blast
Sweeter than the heavens and the fate means stumble
But it's Saturday night when heavy rock was born
Like thunder and lightning
God damn, it's so exciting
It hits you like a hammer
God damn
It was Saturday night, I was ready for the dance
My girl walked in holding another guys hand
He stood six foot six, he looked two miles wide
I was taking it easy till he took her outside
I was madder than hell and fit to burn
This guy would break a leg before but now he's got to learn
Standing in the corner giving him a thrill
You can keep your lover, honey, but he's got to pay the bill
Like thunder and lightning
God damn, it's so exciting
It hits you like a hammer
God damn
Well, the place started rocking, it was Saturday night
I was dressed to kill, I was feeling all right
All right in the middle of the night
I wasn't ready for a rumble but the mood was right
When he got up to leave, I stood in his way
I said, love, that's the price you have to pay
In the doorway, up against the wall
When they play a heavy record then I'm going to have a ball
Like thunder and lightning
God damn, it's so exciting
It hits you like a hammer
God damn
Like thunder and lightning
God damn, it's so exciting
It hits you like a hammer
God damn
We started to rumble and stumble
It is we were rocking and rolling and rolling and tumbling
I fumbled and started to win
When the greater than wicked then I hit him again
I hit him again and I couldn't hit him any more
My head was all black and blue and my jaw was sore
Sweeter than the heavens and like a frightening stumble
It was Saturday night when heavy rock was born
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There is a demon among us
Whose soul belongs in hell
Sent here to redeem us
She knows it all to well
He comes and goes, he comes and goes
She knows it all too well
But when all is said and done
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
She tries her best to leave him
But she is still captured by his spell
She knows now she must deceive him
He knows it all to well
She comes and goes, she comes and goes
He knows it all too well
But when all is said and done
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
She comes and goes, she comes and goes
He knows it all too well
But when all is said and done
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
The sun goes down
There is a demon within us
The sun goes down
She tries her best to deceive him
The sun goes down
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This is dedicated to the woman I love
Wherever she stands - my dedication
This is dedicated to the millions
That are starving from hunger - in dedication
Dedication
Dedication
I dedicate it, dedicate it
Dedication
This is dedicated to the front lines that are dying
For dedication
This is dedicated to child of mine wherever she stands
I give a dedication
Dedication
Dedication
I dedicate it, dedicate it
Dedication
This is dedicated for the children
That are starving; educate us
I dedicate this to the millions
I dedicate it to you
Oh yeah
A dedication
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Dedicated
This is dedicated to the woman I love
(I dedicate this song, to the woman I love)
Wherever she stands, I give her dedication
(wherever she stands)
This is dedicated, to the millions, that are starving - in dedication
(there are millions, they are starving from hunger, oh...)
Dedication (I dedicate it)
Dedication (this song is for you)
I dedicate it (dedicate it), dedicate it (dedicate it)
Dedication (dedication)
Dedication (to the woman I love)
Dedication (to the child I knew)
I dedicate it (dedicate it), dedicate it (dedicate it)
Dedication (dedication)
Dedication (I dedicate it)
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Think I'll just fall to pieces
If I don't find something else to do
This sadness never ceases
I'm still in love with you
My head, it keeps on reeling
It's got me in a crazy spin
Darling, darling, darling
Is this the end?
Still in love with you
They say time has a way of healing
Dries all the tears from your eyes
But darling it's this empty feeling
My heart can't disguise
After all that we've been through
I try my best but it's no use
I guess I'll keep on loving you
Is this the end?
Now that it's all over, woman
There's something I think you should know
Baby, baby, think it over
Just one more time before you go
Call on me baby
If there's anything I can do for you
Call on me baby
Help me see it through
I'm still in love with you
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Who's got the funk
When you're feeling low down
Who's going to love you
When there's no one else around
Who's going to help you
Especially when you're sick
Loving Mary
I need you quick
She knows and she gives her everything
She knows and she can do her thing
She knows and she tries her best
She knows, oh, you know she knows
Who's got the junk
When you're feeling low down
Who's going to give
When there's none to go around
Who's going to help you
When you feel you've had enough
Mother Mary
This child, this rose
But loving Mary
Do you feel the pain?
I'm falling down
And I can't get up again
Do ya, do ya, do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
Just a striped guitar reaction
Who's going to help you
Especially when you're ill
Loving Mary
I hope you will
But loving Mary
Do you feel the pain?
I'm falling down
And I can't get up again
Do ya, do ya, do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
Mother Mary, is there nothing you can do?
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"We all must beware of the yellow pearl"
The Yellow Pearl control, attack, attack, attack, attack
Yellow Pearl
It is foolish to venture into strange enchanted places
If they aren't the places you want to be
Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack
Is what we lack
We will arise
We will control
We will command
We will patrol
It is foolish under the guise of love and liberty
That we should capitalize and rob and fell
The poor for the socialistic tree
We will arise
We will control
Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack
Is what we lack
That's what you lack
We shall arise
They will arise
We shall control
They will control
We shall command
They will command
We shall patrol
They will patrol
We must fight back
We will arise
They will arise
We will control
We are now living in a situation
Where that self same situation depends on the Yellow Pearl
Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack
Is what we lack
We will arise
They will arise
We will control
They will control
We will command
They shall command
We will patrol
They will patrol
Arise
Yellow Pearl's upon us now
We must fight back
We will arise
They will arise
We will control
Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack, attack
Is what we lack
Is what we lack
Don't trust in Liberty
To save your soul
It is genocide to let liberty lose control
Control
We must decide
Control
We the Yellow Pearl we will control
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As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said, "Stand and deliver, or the devil he may take you!"
Musha ring dum a doo dam a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she'd love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman, for you know she tricked me easy
Musha ring dum a doo dam a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary, I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my Molly with me and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels
Musha ring dum a do dam a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'
And some men like to hear the cannon ball a-roarin'
Me, I like sleepin', 'specially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah
Musha ring dum a do dam a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
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It doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right
It makes no difference if you're black or if you're white
All men are equal till the victory is won
No color or religion ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out on the streets, they're falling one by one
Out from the skies, a thousand more will die each day
Death is just a heartbeat away
It doesn't matter if you're left or to the right
Don't try to hide behind the cause for which you fight
There'll be no prisoners taken when the day is done
No flag no uniform ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out on the streets, they're falling one by one
Out from the skies, a thousand more will die each day
Death is just a heartbeat away
There's no communication
No one to take the blame
The cries of every nation
They're falling on deaf ears again
Out in the fields
Out in the fields, they are falling one by one
Out in the fields, no flag has ever stopped a bullet from a gun
Death is just a heartbeat away
Out in the fields, a heartbeat away
Out in the fields, death is just a heartbeat away
Out in the fields, a heartbeat away
Out in the fields
Out in the fields, the fighting has begun
Out on the streets, they're falling one by one
Out from the skies, a thousand more will die each day
OUT!
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I remember Paris in '49,
The Champs Elysee, San Michelle,
And old Beaujolais wine.
And I recall that you were mine,
In those Parisienne days.
Looking back at the photographs,
Those summer days spent outside corner cafes.
Oh, I could write you paragraphs
About my old Parisienne days...
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Down from the glen came the marching men
With their shields and their swords
To fight the fight they believed to be right
Overthrow the overlords
To the town where there was plenty
They brought plunder, swords and flame
When they left the town was empty
Children would never play again
From their graves I heard the fallen
Above the battle cry
By that bridge near the border
There were many more to die
Then onward over the mountain
And outward towards the sea
They had come to claim the Emerald
Without it they could not leave
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You got a bad reputation
That's the word out on the town
It gives a certain fascination
But it can only bring you down
You better turn yourself around
Turn yourself around
Turn it upside down
Turn yourself around
You had bad breaks well that's tough luck
You play too hard too much rough stuff
You're too sly so cold
That bad reputation has made you old
Turn yourself around
Turn yourself around
Turn it upside down
Turn yourself around
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Wild one won't you please come home
You've been away too long, will you
We need you home, we need you near
Come back wild one will you
How can we live without your love
You know that could kill you
How can we carry on
When you are gone my wild one
So you go your way wild one
I'll try and follow
And if you change your mind
I will be waiting here for you tomorrow
For I would beg for you
I would steal and I would borrow
I'd do anything, anything at all
To end this sorrow
Wild one
The gypsies warned of the danger
You can laugh and joke with friends
But don't you ever talk to strangers
Although their offers may be sweet
And I'd bet and I would wager
Away you'll stray and never come back
To those who love and made you
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I'm tough, rough, ready and able
To pick myself up from under this table
Don't stick no sign on me, I got no label
I'm a little sick, unsure, unsound and unstable
But I'm fighting my way back
I'm busting out and I'm going in
I'm kicking up about the state I'm in
Looking to my future, not my past
I want to be a good boy but how long can it last
Fighting my way back
This kid is going to wreck and ruin
I'm not quite sure of what I'm doing
You see it happened all a little too soon
But it's all there in this here tune
Fighting my way back
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Johnny Cool was the king
The leader of the boot boys
He'd never cause no trouble
In a rumble make some noise
He heard about some chick
And they she like to rock
He said "Come here honey"
"Let me see you lift up your frock"
There's gonna be a showdown
Miss Lucy was a chick
He knew she like to ball
He said "Come on Lucy"
"It doesn't matter to me at all"
But Miss Lucy got a fella
With a flick knife in his hand
Johnny Cool pulls a shotgun
The man is in command
There's gonna be a showdown
King Cool
King Kong
King King
With all the kings
King of hearts he's a lover
King of spades he's a brother
King of clubs makes a dollar
King of diamonds the wedding ring
There's gonna be a showdown
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Dear Miss Lonely Hearts
I had to write this letter
To tell you how I came to meet her
She was sweet but I dated her sister
That's how I made my mistake
And I can't forget her
I felt depressed
Till a friend of mine suggested
That I write to this address
So unless you can find a cure
For my loneliness
It will persist, it will persist
Lonely boy
Looking for another
Lonely girl
To love one another
Lonely hearts
Turn to each other
Lonely souls
Lonely souls
Dear Lonely Boy
I doubt if my reply
Will bring much joy
It seems from your letter that you lied
Or strongly implied
That you were satisfied
To take her sister by your side
I became distressed
At your total lack of tactfulness
So at best
All I can suggest
Is that you resist
And you put an end
To such thoughts of silliness
Lonely boy
Looking for another
Lonely girl
To love one another
Lonely hearts
Turn to each other
Lonely souls
Lonely souls
Dear Miss Lonely Hearts
I've got problems
You're the only one I know that can solve them
I love a girl but I'm dating her sister
And if I persist in my pursuit I will kiss her
Dear Lonely Girl
I doubt if this reply will bring much joy
But you must not trust this boy
You must not lust this boy
Resist
And do not kiss this boy
Lonely boy
Looking for another
Lonely girl
To love one another
Lonely hearts
Turn to each other
Lonely souls
Lonely souls
Lonely boy
I'm writing
Lonely girl
Looking for a lonely girl
Lonely hearts
I'm lonely
Lonely souls
I've got problems you can solve them
Lonely girl
I'm writing to Dear Miss Lonely Hearts
For I'm a lonely soul
Yours sincerely
Lonely boy
Lonely girl
Must be attractive
Lonely hearts
Please send a photo
Lonely souls
One lonely boy
Is looking for another
Lonely girl
To love one another
Lonely hearts
Answer me
Answer my plea
Answer me
Lonely boy
Looking for a female
Lonely girl
Please send details
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I am your main man if you're looking for trouble
I'll take no lip 'cause no ones tougher than me
If I kicked your face you'd soon be seeing double
Hey little girl, keep your hands off me 'cause I'm a rocker
I love to rock and roll
I get my records from the Rock On stall
Sweet rock and roll
Teddy boy, he's got them all
Down at the juke joint me and the boys were stompin'
Bippin' an a boppin', telling a dirty joke or two
In walked this chick and I knew she was up to something
I kissed her right there out of the blue
I said "Hey baby, meet me I'm a tough guy"
Got my cycle outside, you wanna try?
She just looked at me and rolled them big eyes
And said "Ooh I'd do anything for you 'cause you're a rocker"
That's right I'm a rocker
I love to rock and roll
I get my records from the Rock On stall
Sweet rock and roll
Teddy boy, he's got them all
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Are you ready to rock?
Are you ready to rip it up?
Do you know what I'm talking about?
Are you ready to get it up?
Are you ready to rock?
Are you ready to hit the floor?
Are you ready lover?
If you're ready, I'm ready!
Are you ready to rip it up?
Are you ready to tear it down?
Do you know what I'm talking about?
I'm not messing you around
Are you ready to rock?
Are you ready to hit the floor?
Are you ready lover?
'Cause if you're ready, I'm ready!
Are you ready to rip it up?
Are you ready to tear it down?
Do you know what I'm thinking of?
I'm not messing you around
Are you ready to rock?
Are you ready to hit the floor?
Are you ready now?
`Cause if you're ready, I'm ready!
Look out!
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He's just a boy that has lost his way
He's a rebel that has fallen down
He's a fool been blown away
To you and me he's a renegade
He's a clown that we put down
He's a man that doesn't fit
He's a king but not in this town
To you and me he's a renegade
But he is a king when he's on his own
He's got a bike and that's his throne
And when he rides he's like the wind
To you and me he's a renegade
He's just a boy that has lost his sights
He's a stranger that prowls the night
He's a devil, that's right
To you and me he's a renegade
Check it out, check his face
Look at his eyes, they're so sly
I wonder why he cries on the inside
I wonder why he's a renegade
Oh please, I'm on my begged, bended knees
Oh please, please heed my call
He's just a boy that has lost his way
He's just a boy, that's all
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It was a rainy night the night the king went down
Everybody was crying it seemed like sadness had surrounded the town
Me I went to the liquor store
And I bought a bottle of wine and a bottle of gin
I played his records all night
Drinking with a close, close friend
Now some people say that that ain't right
And some people say nothing at all
But even in the darkest of night
You can always hear the king's call
You can always hear the king's call
Well they put him away in Memphis
Six feet beneath the clay
Everybody was crying
Everybody said it was a plain grey day
Me I went to the liquor store
And I bought another bottle of wine and another bottle of gin
I played his records all night
And I got drunk all over again
Now some people say that that ain't right
(That ain't right)
And some people say nothing at all
(I say nothing)
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
I wonder if you're lonesome tonight
And I'd rather go on hearing your lies
Than to go on living without you
Now some people say that that ain't right
And some people say nothing at all (I say nothing)
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
Now the stage is bare and I'm standing here
They might as well bring the curtain down
I cried the night the king died
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"Oh my god… There's millions of them!"
I've seen a fire start in 'Frisco
The day that the earth quaked
I've seen buildings a-blazing
Throwing up in flames
I heard men, women and children crying out
To their God for mercy
But their God didn't listen
So they were burned alive
They went down, down, deep underground
In the great disaster
I was hanging out in Berlin
In the year one thousand nine hundred and thirty nine
I've seen Hitler's storm troopers
March right across the Maginot Line
I've seen two world wars
I've seen men send rockets out into space
I foresee a holocaust
An angel of death descending to destroy the human race
Down, down, deep underground
A great disaster
In the sixteenth century
There was a French philosopher
By the name of Nostradamus
Who prophesied
That in the late twentieth century
An angel of death shall waste this land
A holocaust
The likes of which this planet had never seen
Now, I ask you
Do you believe this to be true?
I was standing by the bedside
The night that my father died
He was crying out in pain
To his God he said, "Have mercy, mercy"
His body was riddled with a disease
Unknown to man, so he expected no cure
But before he died that night
He was lost, insane
He went down, down, deep underground
A great disaster
You'll go down, down, deep underground
A great disaster
You'll go down, down, deep underground
"I think they're gone now."
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I am just a cowboy lonesome on the trail
A starry night, a campfire light
The coyote call, the howling winds wail
So I ride out to the old sundown
I am just a cowboy lonesome on the trail
Lord, I'm just thinking about a certain female
The nights we spent together riding on the range
Looking back it seems so strange
Roll me over and turn me around
Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground
Roll me over and let me go
Running free with the buffalo
I was took in Texas I did not know her name
Lord, all these southern girls seem the same
Down below the border in a town in Mexico
I got my job busting broncs for the rodeo
Roll me over and turn me around
Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground
Roll me over and let me go
Riding in the rodeo
Roll me over and set me free
The cowboy's life is the life for me
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Guess who just got back today?
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away
Haven't changed, haven't much to say
But man, I still think those cats are great
They were asking if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
I told them you were living downtown
Driving all the old men crazy
The boys are back in town
You know the chick that used to dance a lot
Every night she'd be on the floor shaking what she'd got
Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot
I mean she was steaming
That night over at Johnny's place
Well this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face
Man we just fell about the place
If that chick don't want to know, forget her
Friday night they'll be dressed to kill
Down at Dino's bar and grill
The drink will flow and blood will spill
If the boys want to fight, you'd better let them
That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song
The nights are getting warmer, it won't be long
It won't be long till summer comes
Now that the boys are here again
The boys are back in town
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