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| Since I donīt Have You (The Skyliners, 1958) I don't have plans and schemes,
And I don't have hopes and dreams.
I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.
And I don't have fond desires,
and I don't have happy hours.
I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.
Happiness, and I guess,
I never will again.
When you walked out on me,
In walked ol' misery,
And he's been here since then.
(spoken) Yeah, we're fucked!
I don't have love to share,
And I don't have one who cares.
I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh, oh!
You, you, you, oh yeah!
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New Rose (The Damned, 1977) spoken] Is she really going out with him?
Hey!
I got a feeling inside of me,
It's kinda strange, like a stormy sea
I don't know why, I don't know why
I guess these things've gotta be
Chorus:
I got a new rose, I got it good
Yes, I knew that I always would
I can't stop to mess around
I got a brand new rose in town
See the sun, see the sunny skies
Don't get too close, it'll burn your eyes
Don't you run away that way
Come back another day
[Chorus]
I never thought this could happen to me
I'm a strange washing machine
I never served somebody this sane
I'll never, never, never be too late
Hey!
[Repeat first verse]
[Chorus]
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Down On The Farm (UK Subs, 1980)
All I need is some inspiration
Before I do somebody some harm
I feel just like a vegetable
Down here on the farm
Nobody comes to see me
Nobody here to turn me on
I ain't even got a lover
Down here on the farm
They told me to get healthy
They told me to get some sun
But boredom eats me like cancer
Down here on the farm
Drinking lemonade shanty
Ain't no body gonna do me harm
But I'm like a fish out of water
Down here on the farm
I write a thousand letters
'til my fingers all gone numb
But I never see no postman
Down here on the farm
I call my baby on the telephone
I say come down and have some fun
But she knows what the score is
Down here on the farm
I can't fall in love with a wheat field
I can't fall in love with a barn
When everything smells like horse shit
Down here on the farm
Blue skies and swimming pools
Add so much charm
But I'd rather be back in Soho
Than down here on the farm
On the fucking farm!
Are you born in a fucking barn or what?
Baaaaaa!
Hold still
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Human Being: (The New York Dolls, 1974) Ready
A whole different beast
1234
1234 [kazoo madness]
Oh yeeeahh
Oh yeeeeeeahh
Well if you don't like it, go ahead
Find yourself a date, go ahead now
Try to find a boy, whose gonna be what i ain't
What you need is a plastic doll
With a fresh coat of paint
Whose gonna sit through the night
And just always act so quaint
++umne head eh yeahohhh yeah well uh
It's your new friend
You're really making a scene
And I've seen you bouncin' around
From machine to machine
But you know that
They're never really
Never really what they seem,
But you can try to
Generate some warmth,
Then you'll see just what I mean,
Oh baby, baby, baby yeah
Chorus:
And if I've acted like a king
Don't ya know it's cause I'm a human being
And if I want too many things
Don't ya know it's cause I'm a human being
And if I've got to dream
Don't you know it's cause I'm a human being
And when it gets a bit obscene
Don't ya know it's cause, I'm a human being
I just gotta walk around
With my head on down
Just like a human.. one more human being
I can hold my head so high
Just like a human,
A real proud human being
Won't ya gimme a little sip --
Why won't you gimme a drag of that cigarette
Why don't you try to drive me home
And then uh, never ever forget
But now, don't you blow it all
On a million dollar bet
Because you're liable to lose it
On a bet that you've never had yet
No bababy baby oh yeah
[chorus]
It's like I'm talkin' 'bout the human race
You're tryin' to cover up a big disgrace
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, come on, come on
Well I may think that this whole scene is just a
Too appalling for me
Well, I may be the type who's just mad about
Every little thing that I see, but I can
Colour that with history, and make it
Just what I want it to be, well I'm
Blowin' my change on the fan magazines, with all the
Hollywood refugees, oh baby baby oh yeah
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| Raw Power (Iggy And The Stooges, 1973) Dance to the beat of the living dead
You'll see baby, stay away from there
Raw power is sure come runnin' to you
If you're alone and you got the feel
So am I baby let's roll on outta here
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you
Raw power's got a magic touch
Raw power is much too much
Happiness is a guaranteed
It was made for you and me
Raw power, honey just won't quit
Raw power, I can feel it
Raw power, hear it can't be spared
Poppin' eyes and a fashion feed
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Everybody always tryin' to tell me what to do
And you know that ain't right
I look in the eyes of the southern girl
Fall deep in love in the underworld
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you
If you're alone and you got the shakes
So am I baby and I got what it takes
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you
Raw power's got a healing hand
Raw power can destroy a man
Raw power is so more than soul
Got a son called rock and roll
Raw power, honey just won't quit
Raw power, I can feel it
Raw power, honey give me a spin
Get up baby and kiss my feet
Ev'rybody always tryin' to tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Ev'rybody always tryin' to tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Raw power it's got no place to go
Raw power honey you don't wanna know
Raw power is a guaranteed O.D.
Raw power is laughin' at you and me
I wanna know
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Raw power, raw power
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
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Ain't It Fun (The Dead Boys, 1978) Ain't it fun when you're always on the run
Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you've become
Ain't it fun when you get so high
Well...that you just can't come
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young
It's such fun [10 times]
Ain't it fun when you taking care of number one
Ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun
Ain't it fun when you just can't seem to find your tongue
Cause you stuck it too deep into something that really stung
It's such fun
Well, so you come up to me and spit right in my face
I didn't even feel it
It was such a disgrace
I punched my fist right through the glass
I didn't even feel it
It happened so fast
Such fun [12 times]
Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a cunt
Ain't it fun when you she splits you and leaves you on the run
Well, Ain't it fun when you broken up every band that you ever begun
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young
It's such fun
Such fun
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Buick Makane (Big Dumb Sex) (SoundGarden, 1989) Buick
Buick
Buick Makane will you
Buick Makane will you be my girl
Oh, be my girl
Rainy lady,
Queen of the rock will ya
Queen of the rock will ya
Help me roll
Help me roll
To my soul
Slider, slider
You're just a sexual glider
You're just a sexual glider
Be my plane
In the rain
[repeat first verse]
I said I know what to do
I'm gonna
fuck
fuck
fuck
fuck you
Fuck You
[repeat twice]
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Hair Of The Dog (Nazareth, 1975)
[spoken] Give me a little bit of volume on this
Heart-breaker, soul-shaker
I've been told about you
Steam-roller, the midnight shoulder
What they been sayin' must be true
[PRECHORUS]
Red hot mama ????? [original was "Oh that charmer"]
Time's come to pay your dues
[CHORUS]
Now you're messin' with a A SON OF A BITCH
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Now you're messin' with a A SON OF A BITCH
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch
Talking jive and poison ivy
You ain't gonna cling to me
Minute-taker, fall-faker
I ain't so blind I can't see
[PRECHORUS]
[CHORUS]
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Attitude (The Misfits, 1980) Yeah!
Attitude
Some fuckin' attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You've got some attitude
Inside that bitter brain
There's gotta be a whore
If you don't shut your mouth
You're gonna feel the floor, yeah!
Attitude, what you've got
Some fuckin' attitude
Attitude's what you've got
Some fuckin' attitude
Yeah, all right
Inside that bitter brain
There's gotta be a whore
If you don't shut your mouth
You're gonna feel the mutha fuckin' guitar!
Oh, attitude
Some fuckin' attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You've got some attitude
Oh, attitude
Some fuckin' attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You've got some attitude
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
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| Black Leather (Sex Pistols, 1980) Well she's all geared up
Walkin' down the street
And I can feel the slime
Drippin' down her sleeve
Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well it's late at night
And I'm all alone
And I can hear her boots
As she's near her home
Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Scratch, scratch
She's clawing at the door
Oh no I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack
I'm feelin' so sore
I never should've asked for
Black Leather
Black Leather
Ooh Black Leather
Black Leather
And you can try to hide
But you won't get far
You can let her in
And you start again
Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Scratch, scratch
She's clawing at the door
Oh no I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack
I'm feelin' so sore
I never should've asked for
Black Leather
Black Leather
Ooh Black Leather
Black Leather
Black Leather
(repeat 8 times)
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You Can't Put Your Arms Around A Memory In Memory Of Johnny Thunders
(Johnny Thunders, 1978) This one's for you Johnny
It doesn't pay to try
All the smart boys know why
It doesn't mean I didn't try
I just never know why
Feel so cold and all alone
Cause baby, you're not at home
And when I'm gone
Big deal, I'm still alone
Feel so restless, I am
Beat my head against a pole
Try to knock some sense
Down in my bones
And even though I don't show
The scars are so old
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try, don't try
You're just a bastard kid
And you got no name
Could you live with me
We're one and the same
And even though I don't show
The stars are so old
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
You can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try, don't try
Johnny
Yeah your memory
I wanna put my arms around your memory
I can try, I can try
Don't try
Come on
L.A.M.F.
Like a mutherfucker
Yo Johnny
What color were her eyes?
Oh, she was wearing shades?
Fuck it
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I Don't Care About You (Fear, 1982) Yeah!
I'm from south Philadelphia
I'm from Avenue C
I've seen the empty eyes of a vacant breed
I'm from the Valley too
[Chorus]
I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!
I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!
I seen Hollywood Boulevard
Wellfair hotel
And I spent the night in jail
At the Wilkins Hotel
[Chorus]
I seen an old man have a heart attack in Manhattan
Well, he died while we just stood their looking at him
Ain't he killed
[Chorus]
I seen men rolling drugs
I seen bodies in the streets
I saw a man who was sleeping in his own puke
And a man with no legs crawl down 5th street
Trying to God to get something to eat
[Chorus]
Fuck you!
[Spoken]
Uh, that hurt man
Alright
Perfect
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Look at Your Game, Girl (Charles Manson) There's a time for living
Time keeps on flying
Think you're loving baby
But all your doing is crying
[chorus]
Can you feel
Are those feelings real
Look at your game, girl
Look at your game, girl
What a mad delusion
Living in that confusion
Frustration and doubt
Can you ever live without the game
The sad, sad game
Mad game
Just to say loves' not enough
?? it can't be true
Oh, you can tell those lies but you're only fooling you
[chorus]
??? you feel
I ??? those feelings ain't real
Then you better stop trying
Or you're gonna play crying
Stop trying
That's the game
Sad sad game
Mad game
Sad game
[spoken]
Thanks, Chas
Jack
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