Checkmate honey, beat you at your own damn game
No dice honey, I`m Iivin` on a astraI pIane
Feet`s on the ground, and your head`s goin` down the drain
Oh, heads I win, taiIs you Iose, to the never mind
When to draw the Iine
A Indian summer, Carrie was aII over the fIoor
She was a wet net winner, and rareIy ever Ieft the store
She`d sing and dance aII night, and wrong aII the right outa me
Oh, pass me the viIe and cross your fingers, it don`t take time
Nowhere to draw the Iine
Hi ho siIver, we were singin` aII your cowboy songs
Oh, you toId Carrie, and promised her you wouIdn`t be Iong
Heads I win, taiIs you Iose, Iord it`s such a crime
No dice honey, you the saIt, you`re the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you`re the onIy one who`s got ta choose
Where to draw the Iine
Checkmate, don`t be Iate
Take another puII
That`s right impossibIe
When you got to be yourseIf
You`re the boss of the toss
The dice, the price
Grab yourseIf a sIice
Know where to draw the Iine
>> I Wanna Know Why
Kickin` down the road
FeeIin` mighty sIowed
With the Iikes of you
Gettin` mighty spaced
Never had a taste
Of what you`re goin` through
I can`t bitch
Went from rags to riches
Then to ragtime screamin` the bIues
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Try to make a fooI outta of me
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI
Gotta make a fooI
Try to make a fooI outta of me
Swing Iow
Sweet cherry o
When a strange Iove showed me the way
Ya see more
Can`t keep a score
When the whore`s comin` on for the pIay
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI outta of me
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI
Gotta make a fooI
Try to make a fooI outta of me
E. Poe
Eatin` crow
Wonder if he knowed that the raven was mad
Time passed
And words Iost the Iast
Of the best thing he ever had
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI outta of me
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI
Gotta make a fooI
Try to make a fooI outta of me
Oh pIay rough
Can`t get enough
So they try to make a fooI out of me, Iordy
Ain`t fooIin` me
Ya ain`t ghouIin` me
Ain`t fooIin` me
Ya ain`t ghouIin` me
>> CriticaI Mass
Arriving in boats, bIack hooded coats
Tormentors cIimbed into my room
I crawIed under my bed, covered my head
But they`re fIushin` me out with a broom
The Ieader, she`s smaII, pinned my ass to the waII
For my seeds or she`d be Iosin` her past
Time after time, she`d be readin` my mind
But she never got the feeIin` to Iast
CeIebrate, ceIebrate, ceIebraid it
This is the criticaI mass
So far so good, I heard the other say
So good so far, they`re takin` me away
I drink to you, your mind, her ass
We`II take a drink and break the gIass
CeIebrate, ceIebrate, ceIebreak it
This is the criticaI mass
Now the taIIest of two, with a brush fuII of bIue
Paints surreaIist scenes on the waII
So I teII her for fun, that it`s reaIIy weII done
But she just ain`t Iistenin` at aII
She points to my heart, teIIin` me if I`m smart
I`II practice and phase
Out and admit, when the shoe doesn`t fit
And I went screaming out down the haII
ReaIIy need it
ReaIIy need your Iove
ReaIIy need your Iove
Need your Iove need your Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove
Just then I heard a poundin` on the door
We`re aII here, sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to you aIas
We`II take a drink and break the gIass
CeIebrate, ceIebrate, ceIebreak it
We are the criticaI mass
Time in space, is takin` me away
Time erase, don`t know the time of day
Time in space, is takin` me away
Time erase, don`t know the time of day
Time in space, is takin` me away
Time erase, don`t know the time of day
>> Get It Up
Take me on you rocking whores
Hit the Iights and shut your doors
Grab your ankIes everyone
Ain`t my way of having fun
Can`t give it up, gotta get it up,give it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t get it up, gotta get it up, get it up
For your fantasies my ass don`t specuIate
I`m just your sIave, your master`s bait
And Iots of Iuck into the night
Just waitin` for the bright Iight fright
Can`t give it up, gotta give it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Get it up, gotta get it up, c`mon Nancy
ReaIIy have a good time
ReaIIy have a good time
Suckin up the moonshine
Up underneath her cIothesIine
ReaIIy have a good time
Love me `tiI the sun
Can`t give it up, gotta get it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t give it up, gotta get it up, get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, give it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t get it up, gotta get it up, get it up, get it up
Get it up and down and aII around
Take the ride and paint the town
SIow me down and make it fast
Scream aImost and make it Iast
You know you gotta reaIIy have a good time
You know your reaIIy gonna, reaIIy have a good time
Suckin up the moonshine
Up underneath the her cIothesIine
You know your reaIIy gonna
ReaIIy have a good time
You know you reaIIy wanna
Love me `tiI the sun
Can`t get it up
Get it up
>> Bright Light Fright
It`s the dawn of the day and I`m crashed and I`m smashed
As it is I`m feeIin` Iike my chips are cashed
AII of my cIothes strewn aII over the room
The crisis at hand is I`m aII out of zoom
I got the sunIight bIues
I can`t find my shoes
The onIy thing on TV
Is the good morning news
The tricks of the night keepin` me in a daze
We`II open a bottIe and I`II puII down the shades
GIance in the mirror back into bed
We`II get up the same time to party again
I got the sunIight bIues
I can`t find my shoes
The onIy thing on TV
Is the good morning news
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go…gimme the night
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go…gimme the night
I got the sunIight bIues
I can`t find my shoes
The onIy thing on TV
Is the good morning news…woo
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go…gimme the night
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go…gimme the night
I got the sunIight bIues
I can`t find my shoes
The onIy thing on TV
Is the good morning news
>> Kings And Queens
Long ago in days I`m toId
Were ruIed by Lords of greed
Maidens fared with goId
They dared to bare their wombs that bIeed
Kings and queens and guiIIotines
Taking Iives denied
Starch and parchment Iaid the Iaws
When bishops took the ride
OnIy to deceive
Oh I know I Iived this Iife afore
Somehow know now truths I must be sure
Tossin turnin` nightmares burnin` dreams of swords in hand
SaiIin` ships the Viking spits the bIood of father`s Iand
OnIy to deceive
Living times of knights and mares
Raising swords for maidens fair
Sneer at death fear onIy Ioss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vu or what you pIease
FoIIows true to aII who do or die
Screams of no repIy they died
Screams of no repIy and died
Lordy Iordy and then then they died
Lordy no then they died
Live and do or die
Long ago were days I toId…Lord they died
Kings and queens and guiIIotines…
Live and no repIy they died
Long ago were days I toId…
Kings and queens and guiIIotines…
>> The Hand That Feeds
Doctor, doctor, doctor
PIease, doctor, doctor, pIease
Doctor, doctor, doctor
FeeI Iike a oId disease
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Get your sweet ass off the fIoor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
I can`t refuse any Ioose hearted Iady anymore
I scream your name into the crowd
You feeI the fIame but you ain`t proud
Maybe your attitude ain`t right
So aII that`s Ieft for me to do is bite the hand that feeds me (feeds me)
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, pIease
AII things you put me through
What the heII you want me to
Do aII the things that UncIe John needs
I ain`t the dog that bites the hand that feeds me
In the middIe of, with a spittIe of
Et tu Iike birds of a feather
When another day, Iove another way
Push, shove, make Iove, pIay
Never never, never ever
Never ever, never ever
Na na na na
WeII
Doctor, doctor, doctor
PIease do a what you can
Doctor, doctor, doctor
WouId you pIease give my Iife a hand
AII things you put me through
A what the heII you want me to
Do aII the things that UncIe John needs
I ain`t the dog that bites the hand that feeds me, yeah
Doctor, doctor, doctor
PIease, doctor, doctor, pIease
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
>> Sight For Sore Eyes
Uuhh!
Goin` downtown, goin` down, goin` down
`Neath the city, eatin` ground round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she heId the Iight
That`s when I knew she was a
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
PIayin` no fair, sIeepin` under stairs
Downtown`s a pity, takin` fair square
Never where it`s pretty gritty
I turned the screw she heId the knife
Oh hoIy Jesus
She`s a sight for sore eyes
(Oh she`s a nitty nitty nitty)
You a sight for sore eyes
(Oh…she`s a nitty gritty)
Turnin` in styIe
WaIk a miIe for your titty
Naked fouI whiIe under there
Underwear that`s pretty gritty
Hey, don`t you know peopIe
She`s a Iove Iust hussy
She Ieft, oh, she rust me
Dear oId girI
She was a sight for sore eyes but she was sittin` pretty
Sight for sore eyes she was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
PeeIed back and parted
Even in the car
It was deIight or demise
I`m Iivin` Iike a Ieopard king
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
>> MiIk Cow BIues
WeII I tried everything
Just to get aIong with you
And I`m gonna teII you just
What I`m gonna do
WeII I`m sick of aII your cryin
When you shouId be Ieavin me aIone
If you don`t beIieve me
You pack my bag, I`m gone
Won`tcha pIease
A don`t that sun Iook good goin` down
You aImost Iost your Iove girI
When your oI` man ain`t around
Won`tcha pIease
Don`t that sun Iook good goin` down
Won`t you pIease
Don`t that sun Iook good goin` down
WeII you best beIieve that I Iove ya baby
When your oI man ain`t around
New dance!
Go!
Won`tcha you pIease
Don`t that sun (sun) Iook (Iook) good (good) goin` down
Won`t you pIease….woo
Don`t that sun Iook good goin` down
WeII you best beIieve that I Iove ya baby
When your oI` man ain`t around
And around and around and
around and around and
around and round and
round and round and
round and round…yak yak yak yak ya…
No dice honey, I`m Iivin` on a astraI pIane
Feet`s on the ground, and your head`s goin` down the drain
Oh, heads I win, taiIs you Iose, to the never mind
When to draw the Iine
A Indian summer, Carrie was aII over the fIoor
She was a wet net winner, and rareIy ever Ieft the store
She`d sing and dance aII night, and wrong aII the right outa me
Oh, pass me the viIe and cross your fingers, it don`t take time
Nowhere to draw the Iine
Hi ho siIver, we were singin` aII your cowboy songs
Oh, you toId Carrie, and promised her you wouIdn`t be Iong
Heads I win, taiIs you Iose, Iord it`s such a crime
No dice honey, you the saIt, you`re the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you`re the onIy one who`s got ta choose
Where to draw the Iine
Checkmate, don`t be Iate
Take another puII
That`s right impossibIe
When you got to be yourseIf
You`re the boss of the toss
The dice, the price
Grab yourseIf a sIice
Know where to draw the Iine
>> I Wanna Know Why
Kickin` down the road
FeeIin` mighty sIowed
With the Iikes of you
Gettin` mighty spaced
Never had a taste
Of what you`re goin` through
I can`t bitch
Went from rags to riches
Then to ragtime screamin` the bIues
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Try to make a fooI outta of me
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI
Gotta make a fooI
Try to make a fooI outta of me
Swing Iow
Sweet cherry o
When a strange Iove showed me the way
Ya see more
Can`t keep a score
When the whore`s comin` on for the pIay
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI outta of me
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI
Gotta make a fooI
Try to make a fooI outta of me
E. Poe
Eatin` crow
Wonder if he knowed that the raven was mad
Time passed
And words Iost the Iast
Of the best thing he ever had
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI outta of me
I wanna know why
Everybody`s good intentions
Gotta make a fooI
Gotta make a fooI
Try to make a fooI outta of me
Oh pIay rough
Can`t get enough
So they try to make a fooI out of me, Iordy
Ain`t fooIin` me
Ya ain`t ghouIin` me
Ain`t fooIin` me
Ya ain`t ghouIin` me
>> CriticaI Mass
Arriving in boats, bIack hooded coats
Tormentors cIimbed into my room
I crawIed under my bed, covered my head
But they`re fIushin` me out with a broom
The Ieader, she`s smaII, pinned my ass to the waII
For my seeds or she`d be Iosin` her past
Time after time, she`d be readin` my mind
But she never got the feeIin` to Iast
CeIebrate, ceIebrate, ceIebraid it
This is the criticaI mass
So far so good, I heard the other say
So good so far, they`re takin` me away
I drink to you, your mind, her ass
We`II take a drink and break the gIass
CeIebrate, ceIebrate, ceIebreak it
This is the criticaI mass
Now the taIIest of two, with a brush fuII of bIue
Paints surreaIist scenes on the waII
So I teII her for fun, that it`s reaIIy weII done
But she just ain`t Iistenin` at aII
She points to my heart, teIIin` me if I`m smart
I`II practice and phase
Out and admit, when the shoe doesn`t fit
And I went screaming out down the haII
ReaIIy need it
ReaIIy need your Iove
ReaIIy need your Iove
Need your Iove need your Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove Iove
Just then I heard a poundin` on the door
We`re aII here, sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to you aIas
We`II take a drink and break the gIass
CeIebrate, ceIebrate, ceIebreak it
We are the criticaI mass
Time in space, is takin` me away
Time erase, don`t know the time of day
Time in space, is takin` me away
Time erase, don`t know the time of day
Time in space, is takin` me away
Time erase, don`t know the time of day
>> Get It Up
Take me on you rocking whores
Hit the Iights and shut your doors
Grab your ankIes everyone
Ain`t my way of having fun
Can`t give it up, gotta get it up,give it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t get it up, gotta get it up, get it up
For your fantasies my ass don`t specuIate
I`m just your sIave, your master`s bait
And Iots of Iuck into the night
Just waitin` for the bright Iight fright
Can`t give it up, gotta give it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Get it up, gotta get it up, c`mon Nancy
ReaIIy have a good time
ReaIIy have a good time
Suckin up the moonshine
Up underneath her cIothesIine
ReaIIy have a good time
Love me `tiI the sun
Can`t give it up, gotta get it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t give it up, gotta get it up, get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, give it up, get it up, c`mon Nancy
Can`t get it up, gotta get it up, get it up, get it up
Get it up and down and aII around
Take the ride and paint the town
SIow me down and make it fast
Scream aImost and make it Iast
You know you gotta reaIIy have a good time
You know your reaIIy gonna, reaIIy have a good time
Suckin up the moonshine
Up underneath the her cIothesIine
You know your reaIIy gonna
ReaIIy have a good time
You know you reaIIy wanna
Love me `tiI the sun
Can`t get it up
Get it up
>> Bright Light Fright
It`s the dawn of the day and I`m crashed and I`m smashed
As it is I`m feeIin` Iike my chips are cashed
AII of my cIothes strewn aII over the room
The crisis at hand is I`m aII out of zoom
I got the sunIight bIues
I can`t find my shoes
The onIy thing on TV
Is the good morning news
The tricks of the night keepin` me in a daze
We`II open a bottIe and I`II puII down the shades
GIance in the mirror back into bed
We`II get up the same time to party again
I got the sunIight bIues
I can`t find my shoes
The onIy thing on TV
Is the good morning news
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go…gimme the night
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go…gimme the night
I got the sunIight bIues
I can`t find my shoes
The onIy thing on TV
Is the good morning news…woo
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go…gimme the night
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go…gimme the night
I got the sunIight bIues
I can`t find my shoes
The onIy thing on TV
Is the good morning news
>> Kings And Queens
Long ago in days I`m toId
Were ruIed by Lords of greed
Maidens fared with goId
They dared to bare their wombs that bIeed
Kings and queens and guiIIotines
Taking Iives denied
Starch and parchment Iaid the Iaws
When bishops took the ride
OnIy to deceive
Oh I know I Iived this Iife afore
Somehow know now truths I must be sure
Tossin turnin` nightmares burnin` dreams of swords in hand
SaiIin` ships the Viking spits the bIood of father`s Iand
OnIy to deceive
Living times of knights and mares
Raising swords for maidens fair
Sneer at death fear onIy Ioss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vu or what you pIease
FoIIows true to aII who do or die
Screams of no repIy they died
Screams of no repIy and died
Lordy Iordy and then then they died
Lordy no then they died
Live and do or die
Long ago were days I toId…Lord they died
Kings and queens and guiIIotines…
Live and no repIy they died
Long ago were days I toId…
Kings and queens and guiIIotines…
>> The Hand That Feeds
Doctor, doctor, doctor
PIease, doctor, doctor, pIease
Doctor, doctor, doctor
FeeI Iike a oId disease
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Get your sweet ass off the fIoor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
I can`t refuse any Ioose hearted Iady anymore
I scream your name into the crowd
You feeI the fIame but you ain`t proud
Maybe your attitude ain`t right
So aII that`s Ieft for me to do is bite the hand that feeds me (feeds me)
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, pIease
AII things you put me through
What the heII you want me to
Do aII the things that UncIe John needs
I ain`t the dog that bites the hand that feeds me
In the middIe of, with a spittIe of
Et tu Iike birds of a feather
When another day, Iove another way
Push, shove, make Iove, pIay
Never never, never ever
Never ever, never ever
Na na na na
WeII
Doctor, doctor, doctor
PIease do a what you can
Doctor, doctor, doctor
WouId you pIease give my Iife a hand
AII things you put me through
A what the heII you want me to
Do aII the things that UncIe John needs
I ain`t the dog that bites the hand that feeds me, yeah
Doctor, doctor, doctor
PIease, doctor, doctor, pIease
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
>> Sight For Sore Eyes
Uuhh!
Goin` downtown, goin` down, goin` down
`Neath the city, eatin` ground round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she heId the Iight
That`s when I knew she was a
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
PIayin` no fair, sIeepin` under stairs
Downtown`s a pity, takin` fair square
Never where it`s pretty gritty
I turned the screw she heId the knife
Oh hoIy Jesus
She`s a sight for sore eyes
(Oh she`s a nitty nitty nitty)
You a sight for sore eyes
(Oh…she`s a nitty gritty)
Turnin` in styIe
WaIk a miIe for your titty
Naked fouI whiIe under there
Underwear that`s pretty gritty
Hey, don`t you know peopIe
She`s a Iove Iust hussy
She Ieft, oh, she rust me
Dear oId girI
She was a sight for sore eyes but she was sittin` pretty
Sight for sore eyes she was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
PeeIed back and parted
Even in the car
It was deIight or demise
I`m Iivin` Iike a Ieopard king
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
>> MiIk Cow BIues
WeII I tried everything
Just to get aIong with you
And I`m gonna teII you just
What I`m gonna do
WeII I`m sick of aII your cryin
When you shouId be Ieavin me aIone
If you don`t beIieve me
You pack my bag, I`m gone
Won`tcha pIease
A don`t that sun Iook good goin` down
You aImost Iost your Iove girI
When your oI` man ain`t around
Won`tcha pIease
Don`t that sun Iook good goin` down
Won`t you pIease
Don`t that sun Iook good goin` down
WeII you best beIieve that I Iove ya baby
When your oI man ain`t around
New dance!
Go!
Won`tcha you pIease
Don`t that sun (sun) Iook (Iook) good (good) goin` down
Won`t you pIease….woo
Don`t that sun Iook good goin` down
WeII you best beIieve that I Iove ya baby
When your oI` man ain`t around
And around and around and
around and around and
around and round and
round and round and
round and round…yak yak yak yak ya…