Country
Girl
Never get to bed
Never get to hell baby
Never get to come until
you start payin your dues
Yeah
What can a poor boy do
Better go back to yr
mama
She'll take care of you
Lost your wife
Lost your son
Stay out drinking till
the morning comes
Yeah
What can a poor boy do
Better go back to your
mama
She'll take care of you
Country girl
Take my hand
Lead me thru this diseased
land
I have I have i have
(no idea)
I have stole
I have sinned
Oh my soul
Its unclean
Country girl
Gotta keep on keeping
on
Crazy women
Mess your head up
Wake up drunk and beaten
In some strange bed
Yeah
What can a poor boy do
Better go back to your
mama
Shell take care of you
Country girl
Take my hand
Lead me thru this diseased
land
I have I have i have
I have stole
I have sinned
Oh my soul
Its unclean
Country girl
Gotta keep on keeping
on
Gotta keep on keeping
on
Gotta keep on keeping
strong
Gotta keep on keeping
on
With you
Got the riot city blues
What do you have to say
Before i have to go
Be careful what you say
Youll reap just what
you sow
Yeah
What can a poor boy do
Better go back to yr
mama
Shell take care of you
One last time
Country girl
Take my hand
Lead me thru this diseased
land
I have i have i have
I have stole
I have sinned
Oh my soul
Its unclean
Country girl
Gotta keep on keeping
on
Country girl
Take my hand
Lead me thru this diseased
land
I have I have i have
I have stole
I have sinned
Oh my soul
Its unclean
Country girl
Gotta keep on keeping
on
Country girl
Gotta keep on keeping
on |
Suicide
Sally And Johnny Guitar
Suicide Sally and Johnny
Guitar
She overdosed and crashed
in her car
amphetamine jab, shot
a hole in his head
ran out of veins, ran
out of friends
Alright, Alright
Oh Baby baby you're doing
alright.
Alright, Alright
Oh Baby baby you're doing
alright.
Gearhead candy is a natural
queen
Bed motorcycle, you know
what I mean
She got her wings, givin'
head to a priest
The Fucker choked on
his rosary beads
Alright, Alright
Oh Baby baby youre doing
alright.
Alright, Alright
Oh Baby baby youre doing
alright.
Stone cold Sally is a
stubbled whore
Her face is plastic,
so is her soul
She hates her body she
is a he
Striptease and Pre-teased,
feelin diseased
Alright, Alright
Oh Baby baby you're doing
alright.
Alright, Alright
Oh Baby baby you're doing
alright.
Hey rocknroll doctor
rocknroll nurse
Gimme a shot gimme some
pills
I dont need a knife I
dont need a gun
I gotta crown made of
human skull
Alright, Alright
Oh Baby baby you're doing
alright.
Alright, Alright
Oh Baby baby you're doing
alright.
Alright, Alright
Oh Baby baby you're doing
alright.
NANANANNANANANANANNANANANAA
'rock and roll doctor'
Dolls (Sweet Rock 'n'
Roll)
Saw you walking down
the street holding hands with some other guy,
Well a short skin suit,
black patent leather boots, big brown round saucer eyes,
that's right!
I didn't talk to you
then, you was kissing your friend,
Besides, it was the wrong
time and place.
I went home, took a shower,
met a lady, I got some flowers but shows ya hey I knew we'd meet again.
So I searched all over
town, dudes hanging around,
No one had ever seen
a chick like you before.
I hit strip joints and
museums, bars and clubs and - jesus -
I even prayed in a cathedral
for your soul.
Then one rainy winter
Tuesday
I saw you on the subway
You were heading for
the tunnel near the door.
I pressed my face against
the glass, you sped by me in a flash
Like a motorcycle crash
you smoked my skull.
So once again, walking
in the pouring rain
Wondering who and why
and where and what you were.
I had hallucinatory dreams,
shivers, sweats and screams,
Like an opium withdrawal,
only worse.
Then on one hot summer
night I took a motorcycle ride,
Saw you looking really
evil, spitting fire from your eyes.
Like a rockabilly queen,
'bout to kick start your machine.
Like a fighter pilot
flying off to war.
You had a tight black
leather jacket, skull and crossbones on the back,
God bless the sould of
sweet Gene Vincent, there you were!
Don't want your diamonds,
don't want your gold,
I want your love, I want
your soul,
Come on babe, let's have
a good time! |
