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New York Dolls
New York Dolls


Background information
Origin New York, United States
Genre(s) Glam Rock
Rock'n'Roll
Years active 1971—present
Label(s) Roadrunner Records
Mercury Records
Atco Records
429 Records
Members
Frank Infante
David Johansen
Sylvain Sylvain
Brian Delaney
Jason Hill
Former members
Gary Powell
Johnny Thunders
Jerry Nolan
Arthur Kane
Billy Murcia
Peter Jordan
Chris Robison
Bobby Blaine
Tony Machine
Rick Rivets
Blackie Lawless
Brian Koonin
Steve Conte
Sami Yaffa



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New York Dolls Album


Cause I Sez So (2009)
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Go point your camera some other way
Ain't gonna be in your movie today
You got surveillance for reality
Then you best not even look at me
I said
Why, why, why, 'cause I sez so
Why, why, why, 'cause I sez so

Take your pretty pictures every place I go
Orwell in the bathroom watchin' me go
I give the finger to the eye in the sky
I ain't no model, I'm a regular guy
I said
Why, why, why, 'cause I sez so
Why, why, why, 'cause I sez so

Even the bodega makin' movies, yo
Everything I do is on the video
Flew into JFK was lousy with oink
I hear they lock you up for smokin' a joint
Why, why, why, 'cause I sez so
I said
Why, why, why, 'cause I sez so

Yeah
Sez so
I sez so
Yeah, I sez so
Yeah
Yeah
I said yeah
'Cause I sez so

. . .


Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Around the world
it's a bloody mess
It's a permanent apocalypse
Come on, dig me baby,
I can't go on like this

This world is fulla muddy bones
hear 'em talkin' on their telephones
Everybody's startin'
to figure out what's goin' on

In a bubble all their life
A bubble full up of grief and strife
Heirs of the flagellants
spreadin' that joy around

This world is fulla muddy bones
hear 'em talkin' on their telephones
Everybody's startin'
to figure out what's goin' on

Waitin' for little elves
If we don't try to help ourselves
Never gonna know,
just how helpless we are

Yeah, muddy bones

This world is fulla muddy bones
hear 'em talkin' on their telephones
Everybody's startin'
to figure out what's goin' on

We all so friggin' naive
All the concepts we believe
While all a them grifters
was sellin' us salvation,
creation has been fleeced

Yeah, it's a bloody mess
Yeah, a permanent apocalypse
Yeah, the bloody bones
Yeah, yeah, yeah, muddy bones
The muddy bones
The muddy bones
A yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

. . .


My baby, don't talk nasty about her
You ain't even got no class
I'm gonna kick your ass

My baby, treats me like a maharajah
Deceiving nothingness
My baby brings me happiness

Rushing on each sensation
In all the gods' creations
With the hysteria of the condemned

My baby, don't you even talk about her
My baby's a brazillion times better than you
Ah, better than you

My baby, got mystical frenzy
Tempered by an irony
Verging on blasphemy

I'm goin' to see my baby,
find how she gettin' along
In the twilight of destiny's last days

My baby, she says my music's better
It's much better than it sounds,
it's better than you
It's better than

My baby, don't you even talk about her
My baby brings me happiness
Deceiving nothingness, better than you
Ah, better than you
She's better than you
Ah, better than you

Don't talk nasty 'bout my baby
Ah, 'cause she's better than you
Ah, quit talking nasty
Ah, 'cause she's better than you

. . .


Don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long
Don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long

I feel like a fragment, out here in the street
Like I've been sleeping on the concrete
I miss your soft skin and your kisses so sweet
Laying in feather bed - safe and warm
I can't get it outta my head - I'm out here instead

Don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long
Don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long

The back of a taxi, thought I saw you go by
I called out your name girl and started to smile
This is too deep even for tears - don't wanna cry out here
I love you for 7 years - I wanna come on home

Tried to bum a cigarette - nobody smokes no more
Down on Bleeker and Lafayette - girl I'm so upset

Don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long
Don't you leave me lonely
Don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long

You know girl it ain't even funny, out on the street
Like, everything living, everything living, out here is deceased

So don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long
Don't you leave me lonely
Don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long
Don't get lonely baby
Don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long
Don't you leave me lonely
Don't leave me lonely
Lonely so long

. . .


I was pretty vanquished, when you came along
I was only singin', lonesome funeral songs
Tryin' to find out was there life after death
And if there really was, is this really it

Got to be my world
You're beautiful
So beautiful
It's gotta be my world

Yeah I was complete, a long long time ago
It all got wasted, buried in the snow
You are my reflection,, one of the divine
Half a what you give me, the other half is mine

Got to be my world
You're beautiful
So beautiful
It's gotta be my world

Your eternal nature, lead me to the self
If I don't check that dude out, I won't know nothin' else
Ya brung me to the domain, of feeling and delight
Of all my mind possesses, of what I know is right

Cosmic energies of love, don't leave my ass behind
Wisdom of the body, ravaged by the mind
Live by urgent knowledge, far more than belief
You may never steal, but you are a thief

Got to be my world
You're beautiful
So beautiful
It's gotta be my world

So beautiful
It's gotta be my world
It's gotta be my world
So beautiful

. . .


I ain't got no money
Drive a busted dinosaur of a car
If I didn't love my honey
I woulda never ever woulda got this far
I woulda stayed in bed
Pulled covers over my head
and slept until there's no more war
How did it come to this
This is ridiculous

This is getting too funky
A man of my stature can't live like this
When I talk about some money
All I ever do is reminisce
This is too austere
I just wanna disappear
and come back when the
joint starts to swing
How did it come to this
This is ridiculous

Won't pay a nickel on morphine
Really I don't need that much help
If I wanna jump out a window
I can do it perfect all by myself
Or I can stay in bed
Pull covers over my head
and sleep until they find a cure
How did it come to this
This is ridiculous

Ridiculous
Can't make a dime with these mumba jumbas
Ridiculous

. . .


Temptation to exist
Give me another kiss
Tell me how you love me
A mesmerizing kiss
That I can't resist
Say I'm the way you want me
So I can breathe your perfume
Dancing with you 'round the room
Long after a masquerade
Stripped of facade and costume

The drag with being born
It's really not a thorn
Baby it's a dagger
Most people would deny
Say it's a piece of pie
To you it doesn't matter
I hear about the sad affair
Up on the heights of despair
Someone's always perishing
By the self they've assumed

Temptation to exist
Obsession to persist
Death-defying romance
Give me another kiss
Show me what I miss
Baby since our last dance
So I can get back in tune
Dancing with you 'round the room
Long after a masquerade
No facade no costume

. . .


Hate how the myth of separation
Really cast a spell on me
Never missing one occasion
Of the infinite varieties of agony
Pass it down our borrowed anguish
Blasted joys and jubilant despair
Leave us crying out here to languish
Poor outcast, it's too much to bear

Creating rain,
Making rain
It's always raining here

Sometime, I need a little shove, yeah
Remind me of my providence
Learn to bear the beams of love, yeah
Mending my conflict with circumstance

Making rain, making rain,
its always raining here
Heart's in pain, crying in the rain,
here comes that rain again
Exacerbations, excruciations
That's the tears of things

Exacerbations, excruciations
Well, that's the tears of things

Waiting in a railway station
In some godforsaken neighborhood
It's as if my blood was dreaming
And resolved itself into melody

Making rain, here comes the rain,
hearts in pain, it's always raining here
Creating rain, here comes the train,
making rain it's always raining here

Yeah, making rain, making rain, it's always raining here
Making rain, yeah the rain, it's always raining here
Yeah, the rain
Yeah, the rain
Yeah, the rain
Yeah, the rain
Yeah, the rain
Here comes that rain again

. . .


I swam out too far from the shore
I'm afraid you won't see me anymore
Out in the middle of the rolling sea
With the waves and the water washing over me

Yeah mama! Don't let me down
I love you more than I did before
So don't let me drown

I'm drowning in this sea of love
Can't see land or the sky above
Hurry up baby get a hold on me
'Fore the devil in this water set my soul free

Mama! Don't let me drown
If I still mean anything to you
Don't let me down
Mama!

I'm drowning
I'm not waving hello
I ain't clowning around wit'cha baby
Don't let me go

If you see me lost and drifting around
Reach out for me don't let me pull you down
It's over my head mama don't let me drown
It's gettin' so quiet I can't hear a ...

Mama! Don't let me drown
You swim so much better than me
Don't let me drown

Well yeah, mama! Don't let me drown
Yeah mama! mama! Don't let me drown

. . .


Hi everybody I'm David Jo and the Dolls
We're from New York City
And we like our Philly soul Chicago-style
Check it out

Invested with virtues
No other bands possess
Retreating here advancing there
Encircling this earthly mess

Nobody got no bizness
Bizness like we do
Come on baby won't you watch our style
It's kickin' like a mule
Who's got the noise
when you gotta move
Gotta be a rock and roll band
that's really in the groove

Bizness, bizness, nobody got no bizness

Replacing defunct religions
and the earthly caress
Offering the modern crowd an absolute
Worthy of its nothingness
We like a shing a ling
And Latin boogaloo
Everybody's swaggerjackin' us
'Cause you can't learn this at school

Nobody got no bizness
Bizness like we do
It don't matter what
you're putting down
You could do it too
Whose love is radical
when you gotta move
Gotta be a rock and roll band
that's really in the groove

Bizness, bizness, (that's right) nobody got no bizness
Bizness, (give me some bizness) bizness, nobody got no bizness
A yeah, yeah, yeah

LET'S GET RADIANT!
Uh huh
You in with the in part
of the out crowd now

Ain't nobody got no bizness
Bizness like we do
Come on, baby, just watch our style
It's kickin' like a mule
Who got chaos when you gotta move
Gotta be a rock and roll band
that's really in the groove

Bizness, (yeah, yeah, yeah) bizness, nobody got no bizness
Bizness, (uh huh) bizness, (yeah, yeah) nobody got no bizness
Bizness, (that's right) bizness, nobody got no bizness
Bizness, bizness, nobody got no bizness

If we don't come back
just call us on the Ouija board

. . .


Trash, go pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, go pick it up, don't take your life away
Trash, go pick it up, the doctor take my knife away
And please don't you ask me if I love you
If you don't know what I'm doing
What you know is,

Trash, go pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, go pick it up, don't throw your love away
Trash, go pick it up, the doctor take my knife away
And please don't you ask me if I love you
Cause I don't know what I do
What I know is,

Trash, pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, go pick it up, don't take my knife away
Trash, go pick it up, the doctor take them all away
And please don't you ask me if I love you
Cause I don't know if I do
I want to wipe it out here with you
And take a lover's sleep with you
I'm gonna talk alone with you
I'm gonna talk and be with you
But I just don't know if I do
I just don't know if I do

Ah how do you call your loverboy?

Trash, pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, go pick it up, go put that knife away
Trash, go pick it up, don't give your life away
Trash, pick it up, don't throw your love away
Trash, pick it up, don't take my knife away
Trash, pick it up, the doctor take them all away
Trash, pick it up, don't take my knife away
Oh trash, wow, wow, my sweet baby, wow, wow
Oh, oh, trash, wow, wow, you're the one
Tttttttttrash, ...
Tttttttttrash, ...
....

. . .


This is an exorcism of despair yeah
Yeah oh yeah ah ha
Sung about the lyricism of suffering
Yeah oh yeah, my blood flesh and nerves all singin' along

Hangin' over the abyss of existential nausea
Yeah oh yeah ah ha
With a blood and tear-stained face I'm singin' to all a ya
Yeah o yeah, it's not easy to be nowhere

Universe as a tale told by an idiot
Yeah oh yeah ah ha
Full of sound and fury signifying zero zip
Yeah oh yeah, come on everybody let's dance, dance, dance

From a world of abstracts to a whirlwind of feelings
Yeah oh yeah ah ha
Those balmy dizzy doubts that make me die of felicity
Yeah oh yeah, infatuates me with eternity

Gonna love my baby like it's the end of time
Yeah oh yeah ah ha

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