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Y&T Album


Down For The Count (1985)
1985
1.
2.
All American Boy
3.
Anytime At All
4.
Anything for Money
5.
Face Like an Angel
6.
7.
Looks Like Trouble
8.
Your Mama Don't Dance
9.
10.
Hands of Time
. . .


He was a tough fifteen
He heard a guitar scream
and he knew he'd never be the same
It was magic
Like fire running through his veins

Got him a six string
Make your head ring
They said the boy must be insane
No one could understand
how good that guitar felt in his hands

He played it loud
To shut the whole world out
He thought he heard the crowd scream
Calling out his name
And he showed them all

In the name of rock and roll
He stood tall
In the name of rock and roll
He did it all
In the name of rock and roll
And he never stopped
This city kid was born to rock

Played that scene cool and clean
Rocked them down on a skin tight jeans
On the streets
They said the kid was gonna be king, yeah

Felt the beat, felt the heat
The road was hotter than he thought it could be
Closed his eyes…
and never stopped chasing the dream, that's right

Could he make it play
Does he got what it takes
To go all the way
Well, there's a price to pay… yeah
But he showed them all

In the name of rock and roll
He stood tall
In the name of rock and roll
He heard the call
In the name of rock and roll
Well he did it all
And you know he'd do it all again
In the name of rock and roll
He stood tall

In the name of rock and roll
He stood tall
In the name of rock and roll
Yeah, he did it all…
In the name of rock and roll
No he never stopped… that skinny kid was born to rock

On a hot summer night… under the white spotlight,
You should have heard that boy play…
He could've called out his name…
He heard the crowd scream…

Solo: Dave Meniketti

In the name of rock and roll
In the name of rock and roll
This kid is hot
In the name of rock and roll
You'd better watch out, he's gonna blow you away…
In the name of rock and roll
Like an old gunslinger…
In the name of rock and roll
with a quick itchy finger
In the name of rock and roll
that's squeezin' the trigger for fame
In the name of rock and roll
When he took the stage,
In the name of rock and roll
He knew they'd remember his name…

He showed 'em all!
In the name of rock and roll
He stood tall!
In the name of rock and roll
And he heard the call!
In the name of rock and roll
Yeah he did it all, and you know he'd do it all again!
In the name of rock and roll

He stood tall!
In the name of rock and roll
He showed 'em all!
In the name of rock and roll
Oooo… he never stopped, that skinny kid was born to rock
In the name of rock and roll
Born to rock
In the name of rock and roll
He's so bad…
In the name of rock and roll
And he never stopped, that skinny kid was born to rock
In the name of rock and roll
Allright
In the name of rock and roll
He showed 'em all
In the name of rock and roll
And he never stopped, that skinny kid was born to rock

. . .

All American Boy

[No lyrics]

. . .

Anytime At All

[No lyrics]

. . .

Anything for Money

[No lyrics]

. . .

Face Like an Angel

[No lyrics]

. . .


Ooh yeah, I
Just wanna watch the girls, goin' by...
It's like poetry in motion
Against a hot summer sky.
I'm in love, yeah yeah...
At least every minute or two...
Until the next time a girl walks by
I think I love her too

oh I, I can't help myself
But I just loose my head
Everytime you see 'em walkin' by...

Summertime girls
You make my whole world go around
Summertime girls
When you lift me up
I never come down, no, no...

She's hot!
I dig her wiggle and all that shake
I can read that body language, yeah
a million miles away
Sometimes I, yeah come on just a bit, a bit too strong
But I just like to pretend, yes.
That I can have 'em all.

No time, time to catch my breath
So easily impressed
It doesn't matter if it's day or night

Summertime girls
You make my whole world go around
Summertime girls
But when you lift me up
I never come down, no, no...

(gutiar solo)

Come here girls...

Summertime girls
You make my whole world go around
Summertime girls
When you lift me up
I never come down, no, no...

Summertime girls
Oh baby, you make my whole world go around
Summertime girls
The way you lift me up
I never come down, no, no...

Summertime girls
Summertime girls
Summertime girls
You make my whole world go around
Summertime Girls!

. . .

Looks Like Trouble

[No lyrics]

. . .

Your Mama Don't Dance

[No lyrics]

. . .


I went to school today, the teacher threw me out
Said what I was wearing was bound to make him shout
I said get outta my face, don't tell me how to look
Go back to your algebra and you're basic algebra book
Listen man
CHORUS:
Don't tell me, don't tell me, don't tell me what to wear
Don't tell me, don't tell me, don't tell me to cut my hair
Don't tell me, don't tell me, don't tell me what to wear, you square
I went to my cousin's wedding with my black leather jacket on
Well, the groom tried to tell me how I was dressed wrong
I say don't tell me how to look, think, or act
I won't even listen to you, I think you're a drag, such a drag
CHORUS
I went to a chic French restaurant, I wasn't wearin' no tie
The maitre'd had the audacity to say: Boy, you must be high
I say: You're drinks look funny, costs too much money
And there's snails in your food
You don't like the looks of me; I don't like the looks of you
CHORUS

. . .

Hands of Time

[No lyrics]

. . .


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