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Whoo!
Sixteen and a son of a bitch
Got a gun and a strychnine twist
Little girl on the graveyard shift
Out of control and doesn't give a shit
I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down.
I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down.
Gonna lose control!
So stop, drop, and roll.
So, baby-doll, don't you lose your touch.
You take it all cause it's never gonna take too much.
Dirty mouth and the look of death.
My tequila coming' from your breath.
Your lips are like a cherry bomb with teeth
Losing control, break my sanity.
I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down.
I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down.
Gonna lose control!
So stop, drop, and roll.
So, baby-doll, don't you lose your touch.
You take it all cause you're never gonna take too much.
Whoo!
I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down.
I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down.
Gonna lose control!
So stop, drop, and roll.
Alright!
So, baby-doll, don't you lose your touch.
You take it all 'cause you're never gonna take too...
Losing control and you lose your touch.
You take it all, 'cause you're never gonna take too much.
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Do you want to elope tonight?
Getting lost in the shadows,
All dressed up like a switchblade knife,
They’re singing love from the gallows
Or we can take a walk around the lake,
There’s a garden in the fog there
Under the stars next to fireside,
Anywhere is better than here
Oh mother Mary take my hand
I’ll be insane;I'll be your man
I’ll do most anything ‘cause I don’t care
Oh Mother Mary take my hand
Take a ride on the midnight train,
We’ll fall asleep at the station
Too much wine driving me insane,
And then we’ll miss our destination
Oh well, too bad, who cares?
It’s alright
As long as we stick together
And there will rain a row of sunshine
We will watch it rise and shine forever
Oh mother Mary take my hand
I’ll be insane;I'll be your man
I’ll do most anything ‘cause I don’t care
Oh Mother Mary take my hand
Oh mother Mary take my hand
I’ll be insane;I'll be your man
I’ll do most anything ‘cause I don’t care
Oh Mother Mary take my hand
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Fourteenth street, booze and swallow
I'm gonna drown my sorrow.
Dirty floors and sticky tables.
For the willing and the able.
All the zombies on a hot Friday night.
Going down to the Ruby Room.
I'm gonna meet my doom.
By the name of Rosie May.
She's the night pick of the day, yeah.
Lucky Strike and I will travel.
WooHoo
As a Pabst Blue Ribbon unravels.
WooHoo
Gonna drink my hard earned pay.
WooHoo
'Cause it doesn't matter anyway, yeah.
WooHoo
Seeing double on a one last one night stand.
Goin' down to the Ruby Room.
I'm gonna meet my doom.
By the name of Rosie May.
She's the midnight pick of the day, yeah!
Going down to the Ruby Room.
Going down to the Ruby Room.
I'm gonna meet my doom.
By the name of Rosie May.
She's the midnight pick of the day, yeah, yeah!
Going down to the Ruby Room.
Going down to the Ruby Room.
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Mary's in her hour of darkness.
Everything she feels is hopeless.
Disconnected from the dancehall.
Tripping on her heart of purple.
Is this passion or...
Or your red tide?
Faces of her bleak expression.
Taking on her town's impression.
Tis' the season's witching hour.
As the summer loses power.
Is this passion or...
Or your red tide?
Mary's breaking your kiss goodnight.
This is where her heart will not die.
Is this passion or...
Or your red tide?
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I, I'm just killing time now
I do it all the time now
and it's killing me
I, I polish off the bottle
I'm throwing down the throttle
Drinking gasoline
Now I'm on my way
Driving down Broadway
Wasting all my time
And I won't be late
Cause I'm on the brake(?)
So don't hesitate
Never make it out
And it's killing me
Do, Do you get the feeling?
That you've been bleeded (?)
Cause now you're bleeding me
You, You're spilling all the wine now
On Hollywood and Vine now
It's Lushotology
Now I'm on my way
Driving down Broadway
Wasting all my time
And I won't be late
Cause I'm on the brake(?)
So don't hesitate
Never make it out
and it's killing me
and it's killing me
(awesome guitar stuff)
I, I'm just killing time now
I do it all the time now
and it's killing me
I, I polish off the bottle
I'm throwing down the throttle
Drinking gasoline
Now I'm on my way
Driving down Broadway
Wasting all my time
And I won't be late
Cause I'm on the brake
So don't hesitate
Never make it out
And it's killing me (x3)
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Marie, come out tonight.
you could be my valentine.
Marie, you're center stage.
you're the soul for the new age.
I will be the leper.
read me my last rite
a crippled believer
gimme sight
Whoo!!
Marie, would you make a bid,
on a broken invalid ?
Marie, would you drink my wine?
we could live on stolen time
I will be the leper
read me my last rite
a crippled believer
gimme sight
Marie, full of grace and sin.
throwing caution to the wind
Marie, I'm crucified
drink my blood coming from my eyes
I will be your leper
read me my last rite
a crippled believer
gimme me sight
Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme
Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme
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Well, come on babytake a chance
and get your shit together
Well, come on babytake a risk
until it comes out right
Drop your shadow on a subway wall
back in the saddle you can hear the call
Come on baby take a chance
and get your shit together
Well your illusion ain't a lie
it's a crime
Ride, ride Sally ride
Hop on and take a ride
on my motor bike
Singin', ride, ride Sally ride
like the speed of light on a road rage suicide
Well, now is the time
'cause I ain't got the time forever
Well, now is the time
so you better put up a fight
Drop your shadow on a subway wall
back in the saddle you can hear the call
Well, now is the time
cause I ain't got the time forever
Your illusion
ain't a lie it's a crime
Ride, ride Sally ride
Hop on and take a ride
on my motor bike
Singing, ride, ride Sally ride
like the speed of light on a
road rage suicide
repeat Chorus
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Ya alligator, ya space-invader,
ya swamp-dweller making your rounds
ya agitator, i'll see ya later
don't stand so close to my ground
ya alligator, ya space-invader
ya bottom-feeder making your rounds
ya alligator, ya space-invader,
you start your movin'
Ya alligator x 4
Start your moving,
or get your schooling
but stop your foolin' around
ya agitator, ya trouble-maker
don't stand so close to my ground
Start your movin'
or get your schooling
but stop your foolin' around
Ya alligator, ya space-invader
you better get your movin'
Ya alligator x 4
Ya alligator, ya space-invader
ya bottom-feeder making your rounds
Ya alligator, ya space-invader
You start your movin'
Ya alligator x 4
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I didn't know reason the day I met her
Whatever the reason, how far I go
When it's my time then I will let you know
It don't take a genius to be an idiot
It don't take a jesus to save my soul
Well it's my time and it's my time to go
Pedestrian is what I am
and I'm an understated samaritan
Where I go, I go alone
As long as I am taking my time
I don't know the answer (?)
I listened to reason, the reason is true
I take my time, well, now it's time to go
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Things are so much harder now
no matter how i try
Junkyard days and toxic waste
still love is on my mind
I can see the ledge now
Golden Gate is falling from behind
(falling from behind) (?)
well if you call this living,
I just wanna hang my head and cry
Voices in my head
telling me that I am lost
Pills and alcohol
are making me a lost cause
I can see the ledge now
Golden Gate is falling from behind
(falling from behind) (?)
Well if you call this living,
I just wanna hang my head and cry
repeat chorus
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Bleeding me
though my heart is dry
This knife is a symbol
the dark side of night
Killer's on the run
with a halo of lies (flies?)
Raising the hell within us
as the angels fly
There's a rain tonight
falling from the sky
There's a liar's moon tonight,
the dark side of night
The secret chasm
hole in my heart
Fire's raging on us
burning like a scar
Made of flesh and blood
My soul's made of stone
My flame is burning out now
Darkness (nightmares?) alone
There's a rain tonight
Falling from the sky
There's a liar's moon tonight
The dark side of night
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The little pieces of truth
they stick around forever
I should have known about you
before we got together
But we did it
yeah we done it
I wonder what did i get myself into
with you
When i piece it together, baby,
I put so many holes in you
Yeah, you
Little pieces of sticks
and a bucket of stones
I'm afraid i'll be leaving you all alone
But i come back around
got some pieces of truth
Even though it won't make no difference to you-
Yeah, you
Digging trouble
with a shovel
You serve it up in so many different ways
Now i got so burned that i learned
not to hear another word that you say
But we did it,
Yeah you done it,
What the fuck did i get myself into
with you
When i piece it together baby,
I put so many holes in you
Digging trouble
with your shovel
You serve it up in so many different ways
Now i got so burned that i learned
not to hear another word -
Don't mess with the mess-around
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