| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| 4:43 | 
|
|||
|
Well the times gettin' hard for you little girl
I'm a hummin' and a strummin' all over God's world You don't remember when you got your last meal And you forgot just how a woman feels You didn't know what Rock 'n' Roll was Until you met a drummer on a Greyhound bus I got there in the nick of time Before he got his hands across your state line Well in the middle of the night on the open road And the heater don't work and it's oh-so cold You're gettin' tired, you're lookin' kinda beat The music of the street, drive you off your feet You didn't know how rock 'n' roll looked Until you caught your sister with a guy from the group Half-way home in the parking lot By the look in her eyes she was givin' what she got Once bitten twice shy, babe Once bitten twice shy, babe Once bitten twice shy, babe Woman you're a mess gonna die in your sleep All the blood on my hand and my Les Paul heat I can't leave you home 'cos you're runnin' around My best friend told me you're the best trick in town You didn't know that Rock 'n' Roll burned So you bought a candle and you loved and you learned You got the rhythm, you got the speed Mamma's little baby likes it short and sweet Once bitten twice shy, babe Once bitten twice shy, babe Once bitten twice shy, babe I didn't know ya got a Rock 'n' Roll record Until I saw your picture on another guy's jacket You told me I was the only one And look at you now, well it's dark as it's dumb Once bitten twice shy, babe Once bitten twice shy, babe Once bitten twice shy, babe Once bitten twice shy |
||||||
| 2. |
| 3:50 |
|
|||
|
(Ian Hunter)
Driving off in the rain and snow Oh the jets ain't jumping cause the clouds too low I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know The ice on the window the highway the sea Who do you love is it him or is it me Hey hey I wanna know I called Detroit city on the telephone The man on the line tell me you ain't home I wanna know Who's that voice What's (...?) There's a deep red glow in the early morning sky Who do you love better make up your mind Don't wanna buy love Don't wanna try love I just want your love babe Hey alright! Well its five in the morning and the place is dead I'm gonna rest my body on a empty bed Who do you love I gotta know What's his name Karen What's your game Make up your mind are you his are you mine When you get back I ask you one more time Hey hey! Hey hey! |
||||||
| 3. |
| 4:31 |
|
|||
|
(Ian Hunter)
Well I picked her up on a Saturday night Pool hall poison but she felt alright Oh dear what a sight when I saw her in the light of day She was a speakeasy sleazer of the highest degree Oh you should hear the stories she was laying on me We really got it on as she held my point of view Oh! She's a lounge lizard Coming on strong Who you fooling Its me you're with Lounge lizard Come on come on You got to be joking Give give give yeah Well I don't care if your sisters a john I don't mind where your momma come for Just give it to me Just pull it through me Alright (Golly?) is a dolly got makeup on I don't mind just keep your raincoat on No hesitation no reputations to scale us Oh! She's a lounge lizard Coming on strong Who you fooling Its me you're with Lounge lizard Come on come on You got to be joking Give give give Hey hey hey hey hey hey Oh! She's a lounge lizard Coming on strong Who you fooling Its me your with Lounge lizard Come on come on You got to be joking Just give give give Oh! She's a lounge lizard Coming on come on Who you fooling Its me your with Lounge lizard Come on come on You got to be joking Give give give I said give give give Give give give Give give give Give give give Give give give |
||||||
| 4. |
| 8:51 |
|
|||
|
Genocidal tendencies are silly to extreme
After all you're still quite small you don't know where you've been You was only swearing yesterday Oh you want to win the world away But now you got nothing to say-ay-ay Boy you're getting out of hand You've got to make a stand So put the coke away Boy you got the do the show Got to let the people know You've got the strength to stay I can see you run I can see you hide Oh your heart is aching Lost in a dream of what might have been You're the guide You're the number one And your knees are shaking Stand and deliver in an endless dream Schizophrenic, photogenic, aggravates me so Only yes-men Have a guess man Watch the spirit go Batman zips the monster as he bleeds And gets off on the buzz he needs And a kid on the street just reads and reads and reads and reads and reads and reads and reads Boy its them hard case city blues Cagney is the news Does "The Giant" ring a bell? Boy its the Hudson East River cruise Its the Empire State of booze Oh you know the story well Do you have to run Do you have to hide There's a new tomorrow Yes you're a mess But you're more than less When this battle's won You can look inside All you did not borrow Yes you're the best But you still can't rest You know you know The carnival is closed Your streets are lined with ghosts But a princess don't look back Don't look back don't look round Your vision is your fight Through long electric nights When a woman helps you write Na na na Na na na Na Na na na Na na na Cheer up mate put the dramas in the past See you did not have to fast Euphemism lasts and lasts and lasts And lasts and lasts and lasts And lasts and lasts Boy if you've got an axe to grind Be thankful for this time For it gives you what you need Boy you've got an eighty-eight to play It'll tell you what to say It'll tell you when to breathe Boy take a turnpike heading west Turn the people on to Beau Geste Cause that's what you did the best Boy play the pipes till they're old and worn Sing the words till they fall forlorn Like the pieces of a jigsaw jet Boy don't let the earth get in your face its a middle-aged displace Its the middle ages snide Boy we're a million miles away And to think its so insane Take a chance on a one way ride Boy shoot a rocket clean out of your mind Oh these people ain't your kind No they ain't your kind at all Boy shoot a rocket clean out of your brain No these people ain't the same You can hear another call Boy the (other book?) starts with (no?) They don't show us how to grow They only show us how to win Boy the secret's in the bicycle shed Ain't no answers now they're dead To seek is a mortal sin Hey you know boy let your madness be the clue |
||||||
| 5. |
| 2:46 |
|
|||
|
(Ian Hunter)
Fare thee well, gentle maid, I'll see you on your way; And the sun will rise tomorrow And wash my sins away. For I know that I've abused you But I only had a day. And I know that's why you left me In your own sad little way - I am gone - disappeared But I hear a young dove crying 3000 miles from here. Some would say you were a loser 'Cause you play a loser's game, But then if I am a winner, Why then am I so ashamed? If you hear a young dove crying, You'll know it's me to blame. For I never got her number; I never knew her name. Now she's gone - disappeared. But I hear a young dove crying 3000 miles from here. |
||||||
| 6. |
| 6:13 |
|
|||
|
(Ian Hunter)
Lonely days lonely nights Hoping thing's gonna turn out right You had me hanging on a string For you I did most anything You don't give me no The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth Its a blind mans eye baby ain't no youth The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth Don't need your lies I got my proof Put your face up to my window Ask me baby what did I see Well I know I know you ain't right I know you ain't right for me You don't give me no The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth Gods little baby's got nothing to shoot The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth Get your kicks on a different route All I want is the truth All I want is the truth All I want is The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth Blind mans eye baby ain't no use The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth Don't need your lies I got nothing to prove The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth Gods little baby's got nothing to shoot The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth Get your kicks on a different route Don't hurt ya Don't hurt ya The truth don't hurt ya The truth don't hurt ya Don't hurt ya don't hurt ya The truth don't hurt ya (fade) |
||||||
| 7. |
| 5:46 | 
|
|||
| 8. |
| 3:49 |
|
|||
|
(Ian Hunter)
I hear a thousand drums a million miles away I feel the Wembley rock I get a buzz off a big parade I get the music Everywhere Get off on the music If this is the end there I don't care I get so excited So excited Call me a fan that's just what I am I said I I I I I get So excited So excited My nerves are alive I feel like a knife I said I get so excited I hear a choir singing way up above the sea I feel the sound a-changing as the night rocks a spell on me I get the music Everywhere Get off on the music If this is the end there I don't care I get So excited So excited I'll throw you a line come far behind I said I I I I I get So excited So excited Its happening so fast And the drummers a blast I said I get so excited By your mind oh yeah oh yeah Excited by your warmth oh yeah oh yeah Excited by your body oh yeah oh yeah Excited by your... Ha ha ha ha Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah right! I get So excited So excited Band on the run just for the fun I said I I I I I get So excited So excited It lasts and it lasts Get up off your past I said I I I I I I I get So excited So excited Call me a fan that's just what I am I said I I I I I I I get So excited So excited My nerves are alive I feel like a knife I said I I I I I I I I (fade) Hey hey! |
||||||
|
