Blue Cheer - Vincebus Eruptum (2001) by Blue Cheer (보컬) on maniadb.com

I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby, and ask to get a date
My boss says, "No dice son, you gotta work late"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well my mom and pop told me, "Son you gotta make some money"
If you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday
Well I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick
"Well you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

I'm gonna take the weeks, gonna have a fine vacation
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations
Well I called my congressman and he said "Whoa!"
"I'd like to help you son but you're too young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Whew, Whoa, Alright!
I just wanna say I love you
All night long, Alright!
Slap it to me.

Rock me baby
Well rock me all night long
Well rock me baby
Well rock me all night long
Well roll me baby
Until my back ain't got no bone.

Well ball me baby
Well ball me all night long (If you can)
Well ball me baby
Well ball me all night long (That feels pretty good)
Well roll me baby
Until my back ain't got no bones.
I ain't got no bones about you,
Don't bother me, no not at all!

Well rock me baby
Well rock me all night long
Rock me baby
Well rock me all night long
Well rock me baby
Until my back ain't got no bone.
I ain't got no bones about you,
Don't bother me, no!

(Dickie Peterson)
Help me please, Doctor
Doctor, won't you please
I need your pain killer, Doc
Shot inside of me.
Well I ain't got no money, child
But I been here before
Cash me in, Fill me up
Why don't you throw me out the door!


Well help me, Doctor
Well why won't you
Why don't you
C'mon and help me please
Won't you please
Whoa, I need your good living
Shot inside of me, Yeah!


I got this funny feeling
Feeling inside my head
Without your good living, Doc
Well I believe that I'll be dead
Doctor don't you turn me down
And won't you hear what I say
I need your good living, Doc
And I need it right away!


Well help me, Doctor
Well why don't you
Why won't you C'mon and help me please
Won't you please
Without your good living
No! What would I be!


Alright!


I got this funny feeling
Feeling inside my head
Without your pain killer, Doc
Well I believe that I'll be dead
Doctor don't you turn me down
Don't burn me away
I need your pain killer, Doc
And I need it right away.


Well help me, Doctor
Well why won't you
Why don't you
C'mon and help me please
Won't you please
Without your pain killer, Doc
Lord! What would I be - Alright, Stick it to me Doctor!

Alright!
A cold, cold darkness
And past confusion
Is quickly calling
Yeah, all of my illusions
Now won't somebody tell me what's wrong
Tell me what's wrong with me.
From within
The magic madness
Said Lord, I could feel deep in my heart
A little bit of gladness
Now won't somebody tell me what's wrong
Tell me what's wrong with me.
Won't somebody tell me what's wrong
Cause Lord, I been searchin'
Searchin' so long
Oh, won't somebody
Oh, won't somebody
Tell me what's wrong with me.
Alright!
Won't somebody tell me what's wrong
Cause Lord, I been searchin'
Whoa so goddamn long
Oh, won't somebody
Oh, won't somebody
Tell me what's wrong with me.
And then from out
Of a mystic dream
There came an angel (What a baby, oh yeah)
She spread her wings (Spread 'em babe, Spread it all).
Now don't nobody tell me what's wrong
Tell me what's wrong with me.

I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
Ain't ever done nobody no wrong.
Oh Lord, I bet I'll be here for the rest of my life.
Oh Lord, I bet I'll be here for the rest of my life.
Oh Lord, I bet I'll be here for the rest of my life.
All I did was shoot my wife.
She was no good!
I done picking that cotton in a leather foot sack.
I done picking that cotton in a leather foot sack, yes I have.
I done picking that cotton in a leather foot sack.
A goddamn shotgun at my back.
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
Ain't ever done nobody no wrong, no!
I done sitting over here on the longest time.
I been sitting over here on the longest time.
I done sitting over here on the longest time.
All I did was drink my wine.
I swear I'll be here for the rest of my life.
Yeah, I know I'll be here for the rest of my life.
I know I'll be here for the rest of my life.
All I did was shoot your wife.
She was no good, you can take my word for it!
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
I been sitting over here on Parchment Farm
All I did was shoot my arm.
Oh, no!

(Dickie Peterson)
Listen here baby
Cause you outta time
I'm so sorry
It's the end of the line
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
All I know, Can not leave with you.


I'm so sorry I'm bringing you down
Well I'll make it up next time I'm around
Next time baby, I'll make it up to you
Yeah, Yeah!


I told you once, I told you twice
You better straighten up child
You better fly right
But you don't wanna listen to a thing I say
I'll put you away child for one more day.


Now I'm so sorry I'm bringing you down
I'll make it up next time I'm around
Well alright, this time baby, I'll make it up to you
Yeah!


Listen here, babe
It's the end of the line
I'm so sorry that you outta time
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to say
All I know, try to leave that way.


Now I'm so sorry I'm bringing you down
I'll make it up next time I'm around
Next time baby, I'll make it up to you
That's what I say, right!