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I'm bored.
I'm the chairman of the bored, I'm lengthenin' my log, I'm livin' like a dog. I'm bored. I bore myself to sleep at night, I bore myself in broad daylight, 'Cause I'm bored, Just another slimey bore. I'm free to bore my well-bought friends, And spend my cash until the end, 'Cause I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm the chairman of the board. I'm sick, I'm sick of all my kicks, I'm sick of all the stiffs, I'm sick of all the dips, I'm bored. I bore myself to sleep at night, I bore myself in broad daylight 'Cause I'm bored, I'm bored, Just another dirty bore. All right doll-face, Come on and bore me. I am sick, I am sick of all my kicks, I am sick of all the stiffs, I'm sick of all the dips, I'm sick. I'm sick when I go to sleep at night, I'm still sick in the broad daylight, 'Cause I'm bored!, I'm bored, I'm the chairman of the... bored! |
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| 3. |
| 3:16 |
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My mommy told me
If I were goody That she would buy me A rubber dolly I got some energy to burn It makes me jumpy and nervous But I'm too damn old to join the military service Hup two three four I got to hit my baby on a Saturday night You know the devil made me do it I know it wasn't right Like a loco mosquito 'Round and 'round and 'round Igo And when I'm hungry Down I go Please Mr. Custer I don't wanna go And spend my night in a bar with some stupid dodo I'm sick of hanging 'round with old transvestites They stare at my rubbers It makes me uptight And here I go In love again Here I go-oh wo wo Like a loco mosquito I got some energy to burn But you always want to tap it You're busy sucking on my gas tank Before I can tap it Like a loco mosquito 'Round and 'round and 'round Igo And when I'm hungry Down I go Loco Mosquito |
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| 5. |
| 4:31 |
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Yeah, I like it
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! I'm only five foot one I got a pain in my neck I'm looking up in the city What the hell what the heck I stare at the concrete The girders eye high The steel's above me There's love in my eyes And I'm doing the things A five foot one man can do I'm only five foot one I got a pain in my heart All the night I'm working In the amusement park With a bottle of aspirin A sack full of jokes I wish I could go home With all the big folks And I wish life could be Swedish magazines I wish life could be Swedish magazines I wish life could be Anything Ugh! Aie! Aie! Aie! Ugh! I'm only five foot one Unless the time has come I won't grow anymore Anymore, anymore, anymore 'Till I'm losing my head I'm checkin' it twice I'm gonna find out who's naughty and nice And I'm doing the things a five foot one man can do I wish life could be Swedish magazines (x3) I wish life could be Yeah, I wish life could be Oooooooooohhh I wish life could be I wish life could be Swedish magazines I wish life could be Swedish magazines I wish life could be I won't grow anymore (x3) Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore I'm only five foot one (x3) I'm five foot one |
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| 2:55 |
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How do you fix a broken part
How come the sun's too bright to live Tell me how to fix it How do you fix a broken heart Who said this life's too much to bear Just tell me how to fix it It's boken It's broken What good is it broken What good is it How can I fix this broken heart How come the sun's too bright to bear Anyway I fix it So take off your hard hats boys In a moment of silence Yeah, get out the your toolbox boys You'll fix me I know it How do you fix it Get out the toolbox boys I know you can fix things I know you can fix things I know you can fix things I know you can fix it So how do you fix it A broken heart Fix my broken heart Fix my broken heart (to fade |
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| 7. |
| 2:49 |
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Tell me a story
What must I do to take a holiday show me a bill that they can make me pay tell me a story and maybe I'll believe it Me I'm just a lucky guy Young and free too hard to cry Lorna from my school she's 21 She's good looking and a married girl so tell me a story tell me stories and man I ain't complaining Me I'm just a lucky guy Young and hard too tough to cry Standing in a show the lights ain't low they're shining down on me and I like, I like it just like I like I like it I'm taking like I find it What did they do to chill the joy away what did they do to say you had to pay and pay and pay Tell me stories you know I never can believe them never ever Me I'm just a lucky guy I'm young and free too dumb to cry What must I do to take a holiday show me a bill that they can make me pay tell me a story and maybe I'll believe it Me I'm just a lucky guy I'm Young and free too hard to cry |
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| 2:28 |
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Billy was a Bird dog
He pulled up in a Bonneville I went to see my manager He usually handles these things Billy pulled his wallet Full of hundred dollar bills Took me for a joyride Talkin' 'bout the stereo Drivin' in the left lane I'm thinkin' 'bout my burial We pulled into the liquor store And he was underage And all he said to me was Put your money away 'Cause Billy is a runaway Billy's got a Family Gonna skin him alive His dope dealing sister Wants him to join the enterprise I leave him at the motel They can talk it all over His sister's got a baby now And Billy hardly knows her Well I'm a friendly kind of guy And I had to have him over I gave him a drink What do you think His hands start shakin' His boots start quakin' Billy is a runaway (x4) Runaway (x3) His hands start shakin' His boots start quakin' Runaway baby Billy is a runaway (x2) |
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| 2:59 |
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I love girls
There all over this world Hah! Like to look at ya Well I'm gonna tell you about girls. They're all over this world Some have beautiful shapes I wanna live to be ninety-eight Yeah, somebody to talk to And I like to look at you Yeah, somebody to talk to And I love to look at you 'Cause you're a real fine girl Last week in Paree I was hanging down with Suzee That crazy French magazine She turned me backwards to a new scene 'Cause she was somebody to talk to And to tell my troubles to She was somebody that's so fine Worth my looking in to She's a beautiful girl, girl, girl Summertime Oh, and the living is easy The girls are jumping And the cotton is high Your daddy is rich And your mama's good looking So hush little baby And don't you cry 'Cause you're a real fine girl |
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| 3:40 |
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Come with me my love to the sea
The sea of love I want to tell you just how much I love you Do you remember when we met That′s the day, I knew you were my pet I want to tell you just how much I love you Come with me to the sea of love Do you remember when we met That′s the day, I knew you were my pet I want to tell you just how much I love you Come with me to the sea of love Do you remember when we met That′s the day, I knew you were my pet I want to tell you just how much I love you |
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| 4:13 |
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As I walked into the rock and roll club,
I found myself with the usual bums. I know that blonde - she's smilin' at me, But the hands in my pocket is a mystery. Oh-oh! What do I find? Rock and roll party, Where is the wine? Oh-oh! Which one is mine? Rock and roll party, But where is the wine? As I checked into that rocking scene, I was quickly surrounded by some beautiful queens. I looked to my left then I looked to my right, I spoke to that one girl that looked out of sight. Oh-oh! What did I find? Rock and roll party, Such is the wine. Oh-oh! What did I find? Rock and roll party, This one is mine. OH! Rock is rock if you'll give it a shot. Rock is rock if you like it or not. The nylon stockings up your leg, Might as well be screaming. Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Cause rock is rock if you'll give it a shot. Where we gonna go tonight? Rock is rock if you like it or not. Rock and roll party. Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? Where we gonna go tonight? |
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| 3:44 |
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Oh Lord I got eggs on my plate
I got em Damn right I got four walls I live here Hey I live here Now this big Jew-man uptown He told me one day He said, heh boy You look at that house On the hill That cost a hundred thousand dollars You could be up there You know what? I'll put you on the hit parade Everybody will know your name Iggyyyyy But man Heh Solomon Who does my name belong to then? What have I got? Four walls What have I got? Four walls I thank you Lord I thank you Lord above this orange carpet And the ceiling above it Who left Murph the Surf On my ceiling? Iggyyyyyyyyyyyy Now here we go boys Hahahahahah a ah hahahaha! Four walls Four walls Here I go I'm looking for love again I'm looking for love I'm runnin from friend to friend I'm looking for love in the wine I'm looking for love In anybody I can find Thank you God For these four walls I love But are they secure? Heh God! Are you above? Then tell me who let that fucking door half open? Oh Lord I got something I'll tell you what I got, boys, I got this Four walls, Three walls, two walls, Four walls But they can't talk Four walls But they can't talk Four walls But they can't talk Four walls But if they could talk What would they say? They'd say heh Nash the slash Why did you leave your sticker on my Forty-two dollar and fifty cent suite In James Dean's head bed? |
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| 3:44 |
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Still when I was crying
You were on my side Angel, you can come and see me here tonight Angel, of course you're always more than welcome here Still I'm needing somebody else: again. Writings up my place There is nothing much I want to do about it The way I fall without you The way I'm dull without you I split my score, offer you love. Still when I was crying You were on my side Angel, I never thought that I'd be free or clear Angel, except for you, I doubt that I'd be here Still I'm needing somebody else: again. Still I'm needing somebody else: again. |
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