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Van Halen
Van Halen


Background information
Origin Pasadena, California, United States
Genre(s) Hard Rock
Heavy Metal
Years active 1972—present
Associated acts Chickenfoot
Michael Anthony
Montrose
The Other Half
Extreme
Website Website
Members
David Lee Roth
Eddie Van Halen
Wolfgang Van Halen
Alex Van Halen
Former members
Sammy Hagar
Michael Anthony
Gary Cherone
Mark Stone



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Van Halen Album


Fair Warning (1981)
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At night I walk this stinkin' street past the crazies on my block
And I see the same old faces and I hear that same old talk
And I'm searching for the latest thing, a break in this routine
I'm talkin' some new kicks, ones like you ain't never seen

This is home, this is Mean Street
(This is) Yes-ah home, the only one I know

An' we don't worry 'bout tomorrow 'cause we're sick of these four walls
Now what you think is nothin' might be somethin' after all
Now you know this ain't no through street, the end is dead ahead
The poor folks play for keeps down here, they're the living dead

Come on down, (Huh! Ow!) down (This is) to Mean Street
They're dancin' now, look! Out on Mean Street
Dance baby!

(Guitar Solo)

It's always here and now my friend, it ain't once upon a time
It's all over but the shouting, I come to take what's mine
We're searchin' for the latest thing, a break in this routine
Talkin' some new kicks, ones like you ain't never seen

This is home, (Ooh) this is Mean Street
(This is) Yes-ah home, only one I know

(This is home) See, a gun is real easy
(This is Mean Street) in this desperate part of town
(This is home) Turns you from hunted into hunter (Yeah)
(This is Mean Street) You go an' hunt somebody down
Wait a minute, ah (This is home) Somebody said "Fair warning", Lord

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Ow, yeah
Oh, oh. Oh!
La!

Now, who's that babe with the fabulous shadow-ah?
Oh oh! A "so what?" scene, but to me it don't matter

Ow! Her movies get down like you won't find in my hometown
(Oh, no!) They won't believe it when they
(Oh, no!) See what they're seein'
Go see baby now!

Pictures on the silver screen
Greatest thing you've ever seen
Now her name is up in lights
Everything turns out all right

Daddy's little sweety after some damn rainbow
Oh, oh! Got the big deal in the back of a limo, uh hey

Now show biz is so thrilling
The camera rolls, she's willing
(Oh, no!) They won't believe it when they
(Oh, no!) See what they're seein'
Go see baby now-ah!

Hey, you remember when that girl was prom queen? (Oh, wow)
Take it off! Take it all off!
Whooo! Ow! Woo! Aw, yeah!
Woo! Woo! Ow! Yeah!

Pictures on the silver screen
Greatest thing you've ever seen
Now her name is up in lights (Woo!)
Everything turns out all right

Now they believe it
Now that they've seen it
Go see baby now! Ah, ha-ha!

Pictures on the silver screen
Greatest thing you've ever seen
Now her name is up in lights
Everything turns out all right


. . .



Woo!

Alright, you sinners, swing!

Danger in the rearview mirror, there's trouble in the wind
Badness bringing up the rear, the menace is loose again
She looks so fucking good, so sexy and so frail
Something got the bite on me, I'm goin' straight to hell

(And now we're wasting time) Now we're wasting time
(Same ol' pickup lines) Same ol' pickup lines
And you keep tryin', (Wow!) don't waste time

Ow, come back to your senses baby, we can come to terms
I can almost t-taste it, it burns
You'd be sittin' pretty but you try to take the fifth
Wearin' out my welcome, guess I better save my breath. Wow!

(And now we're wastin' time) Now we're wastin' time
(Same ol' pickup lines) Same ol' pickup lines
(And you keep tryin') Buddy you keep tryin'
Don't waste time

Get-get-get-get-get out and push
Get-get-get-get-get out and push
Get-get-get-get-get out and push
Get-get-get-get-get out and push

(Guitar Solo)

Get-get-get-get-get out and push
Get-get-get-get-get out and push
Get-get-get-get-get out and push
Get-get-get-get-get out and push

Soon you'll see my silhouette a-darkening your door
I can almost t-taste it, I want more
No one's above suspicion, no one's got it wired
I may burn my fingers, want my iron in that fire

(And now we're wastin' time) Ow! Now we're wastin' time
(Same ol' pickup lines) Same ol' pick up lines
(And you keep tryin') Buddy you keep tryin'
Don't waste time

(Wow!) Get-get-get-get-get out and push (Hey, buddy better...get out and push)
Get-get-get-get-get out and push (Get get get get out and push)
Get-get-get-get-get out and push (Buddy, better. Get out and push)
Get-get-get-get-get out and push (Woo! Oh!)
Get-get-get-get-get out and push (Oh-whee)

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Oh-ow!

Ain't got no money, got no house on the hill
Tell me honey, will your lovin' pay my bills, yeah? Pay my bills
Neighbors gettin' crazy 'bout the noise next door
It's a major violation, carried away for sure, yeah. I know!

See, I been tried and convicted, it's winner take all
I wanna run for my money, that's all
I don't wanna

(I don't wanna hear about it later) Ah hear about it later
(I don't wanna, baby I don't wanna) I ain't gonna
(I don't wanna hear about it later) Take it then baby
(I don't wanna, baby I don't wanna)

Yeah! I'm walkin', don't need no ride No explanation, just wastin' time, yeah.
All my time

I been tried and convicted, it's winner take all
I wanna run for my money, that's all!
An' I don't wanna

(I don't wanna hear about it later) I do what I want to
(I don't wanna, baby I don't wanna) I ain't gonna
(I don't wanna hear about it later) Do what I want to you
(I don't wanna, baby I don't wanna)

But you can try me at home, if it feels all right
But I ain't home, at night! Wow!

(Guitar Solo)

You can try me at home, if it feels all right
But I ain't home, at night! Ha-ha-ha!

Uh I don't wanna, I'll do what I please
Oh, I don't! Wanna. I made my due, look at me
Yeah, don't look at me baby
Yes, mmm better take my chances
I been dreamin' 'bout tomorrow
I don't, I don't, I don't. Whaa-ha!
I don't wanna hear about that, no-ay!

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Alright!
Haaa-ha-ha-ha!

You say, I cannot get there from here, baby
Then I don't care where I'm goin'
Here's to your thin red line
Mmm, I'm stepping over

Thought you'd never miss me till I got a fat city address
Non-stop talker, what a rocker
Blue-eyed murder in a size five dress

Change, nothin' stays the same
Unchained, and ya hit the ground runnin'
Change, ain't nothin' stays the same
Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground runnin'

I know, I don't ask for permission
This is my chance to fly
Maybe enough ain't enough for you
But it's my turn at a try

Thought you'd never miss me till I got a fat city address
Non-stop talker, what a rocker
Blue-eyed murder in a size five dress

Change, nothin' stays the same
Unchained, and ya hit the ground running
Change, ain't nothin' stays the same
Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground runnin'

(Guitar Solo)

Change, nothin' stays the same
Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground runnin'
Change, ain't nothin' stays the same
Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground runnin'

Woo-hoo! Take a look at this!
Hey man, that suit is you!
Whoo-whee! You'll get some leg tonight for sure!
Tell us how you do! Hoo hoo hoo!
(Come on Dave, gimme a break)
Hey hey hey hey! One break, comin' up!

Change, ain't nothin' stays the same
Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground runnin'
Changed, ain't nothin' stays the same
Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground runnin'

Change, ain't nothin' stays the same
Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground runnin'
Change, ain't nothin' stays the same

. . .



Does it seem cold in here to you? Ah man
What's there to do tonight? Anything?
Gimme another cigarette over here
Is there anything left in that bottle?
(Yeah) Give it here man. Over here

Ah. Ah-oh-ah. Yeah

Some people live apart
They break your heart so damn easy
An' then one night in stunning victory
She decides and you agree: she's leavin'

Will you ever be the same?
Will you ever be the same?

That's when push come to shove
I believe it was inevitable
That's when push come to shove
Could this be the one that got away?

I get the message, guess I knew it all along
Says you're a stranger here in paradise, you fool
It seems like forty days and forty nights
Since someone used my first name, including you

Will it never be the same?
Is this the one that got away?

(Guitar Solo)

Push, shove
Push, shove
Push, shove
Push, shove
Push, shove
Push, shove

Now I'm ahead of the game
Drivin' me insane
Ah! It's a small change
Ooh, I'm just a pushover

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Ow, yeah
Now check me out on the good side here

Well my baby's on the corner and she's lookin' so fine
Put one and one together and it blowed my mind
A man needs love to live, I'm the livin' proof
Catch that smile and I hit the roof

Big double take, but ya keep on walkin', uh!
I'm in love
Once over, I'm over done

So this is love?
Ooh I need your lovin', come on baby, take me home
So this is love?
Ooh I need your lovin', I'm just skin an' bone

Goin' outta my way, know my way around
The grass is never greener an' there plenty around
All the other girls, they be put to shame
Over the edge and here I stay

Got me on pins and needles, and she knows
She's mine and, ain't lettin' go

So this is love?
Ooh I need your love, baby take me home
So this is love?
Ooh I need your lovin', I know

(Guitar Solo)

Ow! Got me on pins and needles, yes she knows
She's mine and, ain't lettin' go

So this is love?
Ooh I need your love. Whaa, yeah!
So this is love?
Ooh I need your love!
Ahh yeah! Baby, got ta have your love
Ooh I, Ooh I need, got to have that love
Baby, baby, wha-ha-ha! Still love
So this is love?
So this is love?

. . .



I grabbed that telephone
I thought we were alone
Tellin' me there's company, your husband's comin' home

I been thinkin' 'bout this Saturday night with you
I been thinkin' 'bout it all week long
And now I'm gonna lose it 'cause that son of a bitch
Got me singin', that same old song

Got one foot out the door
Time to hit the road
Ain't no match for your mean ol' man
I think it's time to roll

Got one foot out the door
Got one foot out the door

Keep the motor runnin'
Don't ya let it cool down
Foot flat to the floor
Put the pedal to the metal
And beat it out of town
Come-comin' back, back for more


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