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Few comebacks in rock and roll history have been as amazing as that of Aerosmith. Their triumphant return to the charts in the ’80s not only rekindled the band’s earlier success, but also significantly surpassed it. With their top 20 hits “Dude (Looks Like a Lady),” “Ragdoll,” and the top 10 power ballad, “Angel,” the group proved they had even more fire left in their fight than anyone could have imagined. Leaving behind its reckless lifestyle, the band sacrificed none of their rowdy rock and roll. “Ragdoll” and “Love in an Elevator” built upon Aerosmith’s raunchy blues approach to hard rock, complete with singer Steven Tyler’s howl in the best form of his career. Big Ones includes these rockers along with the spooky Grammy-winner “Jamie’s Got a Gun,” and the slower but still hard-edged “Crazy.” Other high points of the new and improved band are reflected in “The Other Side” and the anthem “Eat the Rich.” –Steve Gdula

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20 of their best for the beginning player, including: Amazing (It’s Amazing) * Angel * Back In The Saddle * Blind Man * Crazy * Cryin’ * Draw The Line * Dream On * Dude (Looks Like A Lady) * Janie’s Got A Gun * Kings & Queens * Last Child * Livin’ On The Edge * Love In An Elevator * Rag Doll * Same Old Song And Dance * Sweet Emotion * Walk On Water * Walk This Way * What It Takes

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Honkin’ On Bobo

1 Road Runner

2 Shame, Shame, Shame

3 Eyesight to the Blind

4 Baby, Please Don’t Go

5 Never Loved a Girl

6 Back Back Train

7 You Gotta Move

8 Grind

9 I’m Ready

10 Temperature

11 Stop Messin’ Around

12 Jesus Is on the Main Line
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Road Runner

(Bo Diddley)

Money… who needs it

Let me live my life free and easy

Put my toothbrush in my hand

And let me be a travelin’ man

Cause I’m a road runner… baby

I’m a road runner… baby

Can’t stay in one place too long

I’m a road runner baby

You might look at me and I’ll be gone

You can love me if you wanna

But I do declare

When I get restless

I got to move somewhere

I’m a road runner baby

Anywhere’s my home

And love the life I live

And I’m gonna live the life I love

Road runner… baby

Don’t want no woman to tie me down

Got to be free, baby

To roam around

All my life I’ve been like this

If you love me it’s your own risk

When the dust hit my shoe

I got the urge to move

Says I’m a road runner baby

Got to keep on keepin on

And I live the life I love

And I’m gonna love the life I live

Road runner… baby
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2.  Shame, Shame, Shame

(Brian Holland / Lamont Dozier / Edward Holland)

Well I tried to tell you baby

Running makes no sense

Now you got me baby

Up against this fence

And Ain’t that a shame… shame shame

Shame… shame the way you do

Well it’s a shame… shame shame

Oh it’s a shame on you

Well now you walk out in the evening

Don’t even say you’re gone

6 o’clock in the morning

You come walking home

And ain’t that a shame… shame, shame

Shame, shame the way you do

Oh it’s a shame… shame… shame

Hey it’s a shame on you

Well I be sittin’ there waitin’

Listen everybody

Cryin’ for you to come home

Especially you girls

When I wake up baby

Is it right to be left alone

I’m sittin’ here all alone

While the one you love is never home

And ain’t that a shame… shame… shame

I love too hard… my friends sometimes say

Shame… shame the way you do

But I believe… I believe that a woman should be loved that way

Well it’s a shame… shame… shame

But it hurts me so inside to see her treat me so unkind

Oh it’s shame on you

Somebody… somewhere tell her it’s unfair
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3.  Eyesight To the Blind

(Sonny Boy Williamson)

You’ve talking about your woman

I wish to God… man… that you could see mine

You’re talking about your woman

I wish to God that you could see mine

Every time the little girl start to loving… she bring eyesight to the blind

Lord… her daddy must been a millionaire… ’cause I can tell by the way she walk

Her daddy must been a millionaire… because I can tell by the way she walk

Every time she start to loving… the deaf and dumb begin to talk

I remember one Friday morning

We was lying down across the bed

Man in the next room a-dying… stopped dying and lift up his head

And said… Lord… ain’t she pretty… and the whole state know she fin

Every time she start to loving… she bring eyesight to the blind

All right and all right… now

Lay it on me… lay it on me… lay it on me

Oh lordy… what a woman… what a woman

Yes… I declare she’s pretty and the whole state knows she’s fine

Man… I declare she’s pretty… God knows I declare she’s fine

Every time she starts to loving… whoo… she brings eyesight to the blind

I’ve got to get out of here… now… let’s go… let’s go… let’s go now
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4.  Baby, Please Don’t Go

(Big Joe Williams)

Baby please don’t go

Baby please don’t go

Baby please don’t go down to New Orleans

You know I love you so

Before I be your dog

Before I be your dog

Before I be your dog

I get you way’d out here and let you walk alone

Turn your lamp down low

Turn your lamp down low

Turn your lamp down low

I beg you all night long baby please don’t go

You brought me way down here

You brought me way down here

You brought me way down here

‘Bout to Rolling Forks you treat me like a dog

Baby please don’t go

Baby please don’t go

Baby please don’t go back the New Orleans

I beg you all night long

Before I be your dog

Before I be your dog

Before I be your dog

I get you way’d out here and let you walk alone

You know your man down gone

You know your man down gone

You know your man down gone

To the country farm with all the shackles on
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5.  Never Loved a Girl

[Originally "I Never Loved A Man (The Way I Loved You)" by Aretha Franklin]

You’re a no good heart breaker

You’re a liar and you’re a cheat

I don’t know why I let you do these thing to me

My friends keep telling me that you ain’t no good

They don’t know that I would leave you if I could

I guess I’m on tight

And I’m stuck like glue

Cause I ain’t never

I ain’t never

I ain’t never… no… no…

Loved a girl the way that I

I love you

Sometimes I know I thought

You would run out of fools

But I was so wrong

You got one that you’ll never lose

The way you treat me is shame

How could you hurt me so bad

Baby you know that I’m the best thing that you ever had

Kiss me once again

Don’t you never never say that we’re through

Cause I ain’t never

Never

Never no no

Loved a girl the way that I

I love you

I can’t sleep at night I can’t eat a bite

I guess I’ll never be free

Since you got your hooks in me

I ain’t never loved a girl

I ain’t never loved a girl

Ain’t never loved a girl that hurt me so bad

What am I gonna do about it

I tell you I’m gonna hold on to her

I’m gonna hold on to her
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6.  Back Back Train

(Mississippi Fred McDowell)

Well I look way down that lonesome road

Well I look way down that lonesome road

Way way down

Way way down

Way way down that lonesome road

I know that back back train will get’cha home

Back back train will get’cha home

Back back train

Back back train

Back back train will get’cha home… yeah

Well I thought I heard that church bell toll

I thought I heard that church bell toll

Told your lie

Told your lie

Told your lie somebody told me so… yeah

Huh hu hu…

Ho oh oh oh…

Well I’m goin’ home on mornin’ train… yeah

I’m goin’ home on mornin’ train

I’m goin’ home… that’s right

Goin’ home… woooo

I’m goin’ home on mornin’ train… woooo

Huh hu hu…

Ho oh oh oh…

Well that back back train will take ya home

Back back train will take ya home

Take me home

Take me home

(Take me home… take me home)

Take me… take… awww… take me take me…

Huh hu hu… Ho oh oh oh…

Take me home

Arrr… take me home…

Take me
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7.  You Gotta Move

(Mississippi Fred McDowell)

You gotta move

You gotta move

You gotta move… ch-ch-ch-child

You gotta move

Oh… when the Lord gets ready

You gotta move

You may be high

You may be low

You may be rich… child

You may be poor

But when the Lord gets ready

You gotta move

You see that woman… who walks the street

You see that police… upon his beat

But then the Lord gets ready

You gotta move

You gotta move
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8.  The Grind

I never thought a first time love would ever last

How could a kiss like that knock me flat on my ass

Heh hea…

The burning bed

The roses dead

And now I’m dancing with myself

Yeah… I’m missing you

Just like you want me to

You made me trip into the grind

Now I can’t get’choo off of my mind

Yeah… your sweet talking hip shaking wobble gonna blow a man away

Kiss butt… and guess what

Even double crossin’ dogs have their day… ha

So forget about… regret about… you’re right I ain’t afraid to say

Yeah… I’m missing you

Just like you want me to

You made me trip into the grind

Now I can’t get’choo off…

And the more I try

Leads to the same old why

You made me slip into the grind

Now I can’t get’choo off of the cloud we was on

And now it’s all gone

Tell me why… why… why… why…

Why ain’t I getting through

Ain’t no lie there out of love… love… love

Tell me was it good… for you

Tell me what’choo want

Yeah… cause I’m missing you

Just like you knew I’d do

You made me trip into the grind

Now I can’t get’choo off…

And I know I tried

Leads to the same old why

You made me trip into the grind

Now I can’t… can’t… can’t get you…

Get you…

Get you…

Get you…

Get you…

Get’choo…

Get’choo…

Get’choo…

Off of my mind…
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9.  I’m Ready

(Muddy Waters / Willie Dixon)

I’m ready… ready as anybody can be

I’m ready… ready as anybody can be

Now I’m ready for you

I hope you’re ready for me

I got an axe handle pistol on a graveyard frame

That shoot tombstone bullets… wearin’ balls and chain

I’m drinkin’ TNT… I’m smokin’ dynamite

I hope some screwball start a fight

‘Cause I’m ready… ready as anybody can be

I’m ready for you… I hope you’re ready for me

All you pretty little chicks with your pretty little hair

I know you feels like I ain’t nowhere

But stop what your doin’ baby come over here

I’ll prove to you baby… that I ain’t no square

Because I’m ready… ready as anybody can be

Now I’m ready for you… I hope you’re ready for me

I been drinkin’ gin like never before

I feel so good… I want you to know

One more drink… I wish you would

I takes a whole lotta lovin’ to make me feel good

‘Cause I’m ready… ready as anybody can be

Now I’m ready for you… I hope you’re ready for me
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10.  Temperature

(Little Walter Jacobs)

My baby give me a high temperature

My baby give me a high temperature

One hundred and one when we… kiss and dance

One hundred and two for a… night romance

One hundred and three… four and five… it gets to warm to stay alive

My baby give me a high temperature

My baby give me a high temperature

When I see my baby comin’… down the street

I feel a fever get to… high to beat

One hundred and three… four and five… and it gets to warm to stay alive

My baby give me a high temperature

My baby give me a high temperature

Ninety seven… ninety eight is just a… false alarm

My temperature’s a hundred and five.. when I hold her in my arms

One hundred and three… four and five… and it gets to warm to stay alive
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11.  (Stop Messin’ Around – Various Bootlegs)

Baby, please stop messin’ ’round

You’ll be messin’ around all the time

Baby, please stop messin’ around

You’ll be messin’ around all the time

If you don’t stop messin’ ’round

You’ll be somebody’s friend

Instead of mine, yes sir

You’re rockin’ the temprature

My baby’s cherry red

You’re rockin’ so hard

I fall right out of bed

I said,

Baby, please stop messin’ ’round

You’ll be messin’ around all the time

If you don’t stop messin’ ’round

You’ll be somebody’s friend

Instead of mine

You’re rockin’ the temprature

My baby’s cherry red

You’re rockin’ so hard

I fall right out of bed

I said,

Baby, please stop messin’ ’round

You’ll be messin’ around all the time

If you don’t stop messin’ ’round

You’ll be somebody’s friend

Instead of mine
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12.  Jesus Is On the Main Line

(Mississippi Fred McDowell)

Jesus is on that mainline… tell him what you want

Jesus is on that mainline… tell him what you want

Jesus is on that mainline… tell him what you want

You gotta call him up and tell him what you want

Oh… the line ain’t never busy… tell him what you want

Oh… the line ain’t never busy… tell him what you want

The line ain’t never busy… tell him what you want

Call him up… and tell him what you want

Now… if you’re feeling down and out… tell him what you want

If you’re feeling down and out… tell him what you want

If you’re feeling down and out… tell him what you want

Call him up and tell him what you want

If you’re sick and you want to get well… tell him what you want

If you’re sick and you want to get well… tell him what you want

If you’re sick and you want to get well… tell him what you want

You gotta call him up and tell him what you want

If your soul’s in danger… tell him what you want

If your soul’s in danger… tell him what you want

If your soul’s in danger… tell him what you want

Call him up and tell him what you want

Jesus is on that mainline… tell him what you want

Jesus is on that mainline… tell him what you want

Jesus is on that mainline… tell him what you want

You gotta call him up and tell him what you want

1. Draw the Line

2. I Wanna Know Why

3. Critical Mass

4. Get It Up

5. Bright Light Fright

6. Kings and Queens

7. Hand That Feeds

8. Sight For Sore Eyes

9. Milk Cow Blues
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Draw The Line

Checkmate honey

Beat you at your own damn game

No dice honey

I’m livin’ on the astral plane

Feet’s on the ground

Your head’s going down the drain

Heads I win, tails you lose

To the never mind

That’s where I Draw The Line

An indian summer

Carrie was all over the floor

She was a wet net winner

And rarely ever left the store

She’d sing and dance all night

And wrong all the right out of me

Pass me the vile and cross your fingers

It don’t take time

Know where to Draw The Line

You told Carrie

And promised her you wouldn’t be long

Heads I win, tails you lose

Lord it’s such a crime

No dice honey

You’re salt, you’re the queen of the brine

Checkmate honey

You’re the only one who’s got to choose

Where to Draw The Line

Checkmate, don’t be late

Take another pull

That’s right

Impossible

When you got to be yourself

You’re the boss, the toss

The price, the dice

Grab yourself a slice

Know where to Draw The Line

(Repeat)
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2.  I Wanna Know Why

Kickin’ down the road

Feelin’ mighty slowed

With the likes 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 blues

(Chorus)

I Wanna Know Why

Everybody’s good intention

Try to make a fool outta me

I Wanna Know Why

Everybody’s good intention

Gotta make a fool

Gotta make a fool

Try to make a fool outta me

Swing low

Sweet cherry-o

When a strange love showed me the way

You see more

Can’t keep a score

When the whore’s comin’ on for the play

(Chorus)

E. Poe

Eatin’ crow

Wonder if he knowed that

Raven was mad

Time passed

And words lost the last

Of the thing he ever had

(Chorus)

Oh, play rough

Can’t get enough

So the try to make a fool out of me

Lordy

Ain’t foolin’ me

Ya ain’t ghoulin’ me

Ain’t foolin’ me

You ain’t foolin’ me
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3.  Critical Mass

Arriving in boats

Black hooded coats

Tormentors climbed into my room

I crawled under my bed

Covered my head

But they’re flushin’ me out with a broom

The leades, she’s small

Pinned my ass to the wall

For my seeds or she’d be losin’ her past

Time after time

She’d be readin’ my mind

Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it

This is Critcal 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’ll take a drink and break the glass

Celebrate, celebrate, celebrake it

This is Critical Mass

Now the tallest of two

With a brush full of blue

Paints surrealist scenes on the wall

So I tell her for fun

That it’s really well done

But she just ain’t listenin’ at all

She points to my heart

Tellin’ me if I’m smart

I’ll practise and phase

Out and admit, when the doesn’t fit

And I went screamin’ out down the hall

Need it

Need your love

Just then I heard a poundin’ on the wall

We’re all there, sang the voice of twenty more

I drink to your alas

We’ll take a drink and break the glass

Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it

We are the Critical Mass

Time and space is takin’ me away

Time erase, don’t know the time of day
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4.  Get It Up

Take me on your rockin’ horse

Hit the lights and shut your doors

Grab your ankles, everyone

Ain’t my way of havin’ fun

(Chorus)

Can’t give it up

Gotta give it up, give it up

C’mon Nancy

Can’t give it up

Gotta Get It Up, Get it Up

For your fancy

Can’t Get It Up,

Gotta Get It Up, Get it Up

C’mon Nancy

Can’t Get It Up

Gotta Get It Up, Get It Up

Really have a good time

Really have a good time

Suckin’ up the moonshine

Up underneath her clothesline

Really have a good time

Love me ’til the sun

(Chorus)

Get It Up and down and all around

Take a ride and paint the town

Slow me down and make it fast

Scream almost and make it last

You know you gotta

Really have a good time

You know you’re really gonna

Really have a good time

Suckin’ up the moonshine

Up underneath her clothesline

You know you really gonna

Really have a good time

You know you really wanna love me

‘Til the sun can’t Get It Up
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5.  Bright Light Fright

It’s the dawn of the day

And I’m crashed and I’m smashed

And it is I’m feelin’

Like my chips are cashed

All of my clothes

Strewn all over the room

The crisis at hand is

I’m all out of zoom

(Chorus)

I got the sunlight blues

I can’t find my shoes

The only thing on TV

Is the Good Morning News

The tricks of the night

Keepin’ me in a daze

Open a bottle

And I’ll pull down the shades

Glance in the mirror

Back into bed

Forget that it’s day

Time to party again

(Chrous)

Bright Light Fright

Bright Light Fright

Bright Light Fright

Give me the night

(Repeat)

(Repeat Chorus)
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6.  Kings And Queens

Long ago in days untold

Were ruled by lords of greed

Maidens fair, with gold they dared

To bare their wombs that bleed

Kings And Queens and guillotines

Taking lives denied

Starch and parchments laid the laws

When bishops took the ride

Only to deceive

Oh I know I

Lived this life before

Somehow I know now

Truths I must be sure

Tossin’ turnin’, nightmares burnin’

Dreams of swords in hand

Sailing ships, the Viking spits

The blood of father’s land

Only to deceive

Living times of knights and mares

Raising swords for maidens fair

Sneer at death, fear only loss of pride

Living other centuries

Deja vú or what you please

Follows true to all who do or die

Screams of no reply

They died

Screams of no reply

And died

Lordy, Lordy, they died
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7.   Hand That Feeds

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Please, doctor, doctor, please

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Feel like an old disease

Get your sweet ass off the floor

Doctor, doctor, doctor

I can’t refuse any loose hearted lady anymore

I scream your name into the crowd

You feel the flame, but yo ain’t proud

Maybe your attitude ain’t right

So all that’s left for me to do is bite

The Hand That Feeds me

Feeds me

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, please

All things you put me through

What the hell you want me to

Do all the things that uncle John needs

I ain’t the dog that bites the Hand That Feeds me

In the middle of, with a spittle of

Et tu like birds of a feather

When another day, love another way

Push, shove, make love, play

Never never, never ever

Never ever, never ever

Na, na…

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Please do a-what you can

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Would you please give my life a hand

All the things you put me trough

What the hell you want me to

Do all the things that uncle John needs

I ain’t the dog that bites The Hand That Feeds me, yeah

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, please

(Repeat)
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8.  Sight For Sore Eyes

Goin’ downtown, goin’ down, goin’ down

‘Neath the city, eatin’ ground round

Underground is pretty gritty

I turned the screw she held the light

That’s when I knew she was a

Sight For Sore Eyes

She was a Sight For Sore Eyes

Playin’ no fair, sleepin’ under stairs

Downtown’s a pity, takin’ fair square

Under where it’s pretty gritty

I turned the screw, she held the knife

Oh, holy Jesus, she’s a Sight For Sore Eyes

Sight For Sore Eyes

She’s a nitty gritty

Turnin’ in style, walk a mile for your titty

Naked foul while under there

Under where it’s pretty gritty

Hey, don’t you know people

She’s a love lust hussy

She left, oh she rust me

Dear old girl

She was a Sight For Sore Eyes

But she was sittin’ pretty

A Sight For Sore Eyes

She was a nitty gritty

Sight For Sore Eyes

Peeled back and parted

Even at the start it was delight or demise

I feel like a leopard king

Sight For Sore Eyes

She was a Sight For Sore Eyes
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9.  Milk Cow Blues

Well I’ve tried everything

Just to get along with you

And now I’m gonna tell you

Just what I’m gonna do

Well I’m sick of all your cryin’

When you should be leavin’ me alone

If you believe in me

You pack me bags, I’m gone

Won’t you please

Don’t that sun look good goin’ down

You almost lost your love girl

When your old man ain’t around

(Chorus)

Won’t you please

Don’t that sun look good goin’ down

And you best believe I love you baby

When your old man ain’t around

(Repeat Chorus)

Round and round…

1. Back In the Saddle

2. Last Child

3. Rats In the Cellar

4. Combination

5. Sick As a Dog

6. Nobody’s Fault

7. Get the Lead Out

8. Lick and a Promise

9. Home Tonight

Back In The Saddle

I’m back

I’m back in the saddle again

I’m back

I’m back in the saddle again

Ridin’ into town alone

By the light of the moon

I’m looking for ol Sukie Jones

She crazy horse saloon

Barkeep gimme a drink

That’s when she caught my eye

She turned to give me a wink

That make a grown man cry

(Chorus)

Come easy, go easy

All right until the rising sun

I’m calling all the shots tonight

I’m like a loaded gun

Peelin’ off my boots and chaps

I’m saddle sore

Four bits gets you time in the racks

I scream for more

Fools’ gold out of their mines

The girls are soaking wet

Not tounge’s drier than mine

I’ll come when I get back

I’m back in the saddle again

I’m back

I’m back in the saddle again

I’m riding, I’m loading up my pistol

I’m riding, I really got a fistful

I’m riding, I’m shining up my saddle

I’m riding, this snake is gonna rattle

(Chorus)

Ridin’ high

Ridin’ high

Ridin’ high already
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2.  Last Child

(I’m dreaming tonight, I’m leaving back home)

Right!

Take me back to a south Tallahassee

Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy

Can’t stand up on my feet in the city

Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty

Yes sir, no sir

Don’t come close to my

Home sweet home

Can’t catch no dose

Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart

Sweathog ready to make a silk purse

From a J Paul Getty and his ear

With her face in the beer
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3.  Rats In The Cellar

Goin’ under, Rats In The Cellar

Goin’ under, skin’s turnin’ yellow

Nose is runny, losin’ my connection

Losin’ money, getting no affection

New York City blues

East side, West side lose

Throw me in the slam

Catch me if you can

Believe

That you’re wearing

Tearing me apart

Safe complaining, ’cause everything’s rotten

Go insanin’, and ain’t a thing forgotten

Feelin’ cozy, Rats In The Cellar

Cheeks are rosy, skin’s turning yellow

Lose it’s party, lookin’ rather lazy

See my body, pushin up a-daisies

New York City blues

East side, west side lose

Throw me in the slam

Catch me if you can

Believe

That you’re wearing

Tearing me apart
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4.  Combination

The street is cold, the dawn is grey

My heart says no but my head says stay

My work is finished, or so I’ve been told

Can’t part the three of us, once we got a hold

I forgot the name

I took a shot on the chin

I’m rearranging my game

Tell by the shape I’m in

In the line of fire, you know what to say

They gave us no choices, just one shade of grey

My legs keep moving, I don’t seem to stray

But I know each step we take, they’re one step away

I found the secret, the key to the vault

We walked in darkness, kept hittin’ the walls

I took the time, to feel for the door

I found the secret, the key to it all

I got the Nouveauree

And dragged it home to bed

I traded you for me

I took it all and said

I find my own fun, sometimes for free

I got to pay it to come looking for me

Walking on Gucci, wearin’ Yves Saint Laurent

Barley stay on, ’cause I’m so damn gaunt
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5.  Sick As A Dog

Please, I just got to talk to you

Please, well keep your head out of the loo

Please, we’re a long, long way from home

Please, you’d turn a young man’s face to stone

(Chorus)

Sick As A Dog, what’s your story

Sick As A Dog, a cat got your tongue

Sick As A Dog, you’ll be sorry

Sick As A Dog, ’cause you’re really ain’t that young

Please, you were much to my surprise

Please, you’re a lady in disguise

Please, you’re the only friend I got

Please, you’re the last to see me rot

Please, it’s a shame you’re so refined

Please, she was the last thing on my mind

Please, don’t be late to take it light

Please, you’re gonna bay into the night

Say goodnight
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6.  Nobody’s Fault

Lord I must be dreaming

What else could this be

Everybody’s screaming

Running’ for the sea

Holy lands are sinking

Birds take to the sky

The prophets are all stinking drunk

I know the reason why

Eyes are full of desire

Mind is so ill at ease

Everything is on fire

Shit piled up to the knees

Out of rhyme or reason

Everyone’s to blame

Children of the season

Don’t be lame

Sorry, you’re so sorry

Don’t be sorry

Man has known it

Now he’s blown it

Up-side down and hell’s the only way

We did an awful job

And now they say it’s Nobody’s Fault

Old St. Andres

Seven years ago

Shove it up their richters

Red light stop and go

Noble men of courage

Listen with their ears

Spoke but how discouraging

When no one really hears

One of these day’s you’ll be sorry

Too many houses on stilt

Three million years or just a story

Four on the floor up to the hilt

(Chorus)

Man has known it

Now he’s blown it

Up-side down and hell’s the only way

We did an awful job

And now we’re just a little too late

Eyes are full of desire

Mind is so ill at ease

Everything is on fire

Shit piled up in debris

California showtime

Five o’clock’s the news

Everybody’s concubine

Was prone to take a snooze

(Chorus)
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7.  Get The Lead Out

Do you like good boogie

Like the real boogie woogie

Hear the juke box singin’

Get the dance hall swingin’

Won’t you grab my shaker

Got to meet your maker

Get out the lead

Get out of bed

Get The Lead Out

(Get ready), I’ll show you my fist

(Get ready), take hold of my wrist

(Get ready), we really can’t miss

(Get ready)

Hey good lookin’

What cha got there cookin’

You a young spring chicken

Make your feet start kickin’

no no, no no, no no, no no

Oh, hey good lookin’

What cha got there cookin’

You a young spring chicken

Make your feet start kickin’

Boot it out, dance without me
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8.  Lick And A Promise

Johnny come late on a Saturday night

Singin’ how de do

Backstreet boogie in the house of delight

Where they steal the show

The money come sour but the ladies are sweet

Ad it’s a love affair

Whole place rockin’, people stompin’ their feet

When the gang’s all there

He gets his lovin’ every night for free

He’s out there rockin’ like you wouldn’t believe

Singin’ na, na, na…

Johnny like to gamble with his lady Louise

She was a black jack deuces are wild

He got to thinking ’bout his nose in the breeze

And Johnny looked and he smiled

He started thinking ’bout the fortune and fame

And the young girls down at his knees

He dug the money but forgot all the names

So he knew just how to appease

(Chorus)

Lick And A Promise

Lick And A Promise

Lick And A Promise

(He gave the ladies a) Lick And A Promise

Loose change clover in his early, early years

Had his poor mama pacin’ the floors

He grabbed a guitar and a couple of beers

Now the crowd keeps screamin’ for more

(Repeat Chorus)
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9.   Home Tonight

Now it’s time

To say good night to you

And now it’s time

To bid you sweet adieu

And baby, drink a cheers to yesterday

And mabye, you’ll drink those tears away

So baby, don’t let go

Hold on real tight

‘Cause I’ll be Home Tonight

Tonight