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ALADDIN SANE |
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Jean Genie |
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Cracked Actor |
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Aladdin sane (1913-1938-197?) |
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Lady Grinning Soul |
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Prettiest Star |
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Drive-In Saturday |
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Let's Spend The Night Together |
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Panic In Detroit |
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Unlike other sites I AM writing ALL these lyrics myself instead of copying them from someone else's site. Give me three weeks and the lyrics to all the CD's I have will be up. One more week for the rest of the CD's. |
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Aladdin sane (1913-1938-197?) |
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Drive-In Saturday |
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Shakey threw a party that lasted all night Everybody drank a lot of something nice There was an old-fashioned band of married men Looking up to me for encouragement-it was so-so
The ladies looked bad but the music was sad No one took their eyes off Lorraine She shimmies and she strolled like a Chicago moll Her feathers looked so better-it was so-so
Yeah! it was time to unfreese When the revereand alabaster danced on his knees Slam! so it wasn't a game Cracking all the mirrors in shame
Watch that man! Oh honey watch that man! Well he talks like a jerk But he could eat you with a fork and spoon Watch that man! Oh honey watch that man! He walks like a jerk But he's only taking care of the room Must be in tune
A benny Goodman fan painted holes in his hands So Shakey hung him up to dry The pundits were joking the manholes were smoking And every bottle battled with the reason why
The gilr on the phone wouldn't leave me alone A throw back from someone's L.P. A lemon in a bag played the Tiger Rag And the bodies on the screen stopped bleeding
Yeah! i was shaking like a leaf For I coudln't understand the conversation Yeah! I ran to the street looking for information
Watch that man! Oh honey watch that man! Well he talks like a jerk But he could eat you with a fork and spoon Watch that man! Oh honey watch that man! he walks like a jerk but he's only taking care of the room Must be in tune
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Watching him dash away Swinging an old bouquest of dead roses Sake and strage divine You'll make it Passionate bright your things Takes him away to war don't fake it Saddening glissando strings You'll make it
Who will love Aladdin Sane? Battle-cries and champagn Just in time for sunrise Who will love Aladdin Sane?
Motor sensational Paris of maybe Hell I'm waiting Clutches of sad remains Waits for Aladdin sane You'll make it
Who will love Aladdin Sane? Millions weep a fountain Just in case of sunrise Who will love Aladdin Sane? Will love Aladdin Sane? Will love Aladdin Sane?
Who will love Aladdin Sane? Millions wepp a fountain Just in case of sunrise Who will love Aladdin Sane? Will love Aladdin Sane? Will love Aladdin Sane? |
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Let me put my arms around your head Gee it's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright Pour me out another phone I'll ring and see if your friends are home Perhaps the strange ones in teh dome Can lend us a book we can read up alone And try to get it on like once bfore When people stared in Jagger's eyes And scored like the video films we saw
His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like Twig The Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a drive-in Saturday
Jung the foreman prayed at work That neither hands nor limbs would burst It's hard enough to keep formation Amid this fall-out saturation Cursing at the Astronette Theat stands in stell by his cabinet He is crashing out with sylvian The Bureau Supply for ageing men With snorting head he gazes to the shore Where once had raged a sea that raged no more Like the video films we saw
His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay She's sigh like Twig The Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers it's a drive-in Saturday |
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Panic In Detroit |
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I've come on a few years From my Hollywood Highs the best of the last The cleanest star they ever had I'm stiff on my legend the films that I made Forget that I'm fifty 'Cause you just got paid
Crack baby crack Show me you're real Smack baby smack Is all that you feel Suck baby suck Give me your head Before you start professing That you're knocking me dead You caught yourself a trick Down on Sunset and Vine But since he pinned you Baby you're a porcupine You sold me illusions for a bag of cheques You've made a bad connection 'Cause I just want your sex
Crack baby crack Show me you're real Smack baby smack Is all that you feel suck baby suck Give me your head Before you start professing That you're knocking me dead |
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He looked at lot like Che Guevara Drove a diesel van Kept his gun in quiet seclusion Such a humble man The only survivor of the National People's Gang
Panic in Detroit I asked for an autograph He wanted to stay home I wish someone would phone Panic in Detroit
He laughed at accidental sirens That broke the evening gloom The police had warned of repercussions They followed none too soon A trickle of strangers Were all that were left alive
Panic in Detroit I asked for an autograph He wanted to stay home I wish someone would phone Panic in Detroit
Putting on some clothes I made my way to school And found my teacher Crouching in his overalls I screamed and ran To smash my favorite fax machine And jumped the silent cars That slept at traffic lights
Having scored a trillion dollars Made a run back home Round him slumped across the table A gun and me alone I ran to the window Looked for a plane of two
Panic in Detroit He'd left me an autograph 'Let me collect dust' I wish someone would phone Panic in Detroit |
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Time-He's waiting in the wings He speaks of sensless things His script is you and me boy Time-He flexes like a Whore Falls wanking to the floor His trick is you and me boy Time-In Quaaludes and red wine Demanding Billy Dolls And other friends of mine Take your time The sniper in the brain regurgitating drain Incestous and vain And many other last names Oh well I look at my watch It says 9:25 and I think 'Oh God, I'm still alive'
We should be on by now We should be on by now
You-Are not a victim You-Just scream with boredom You-Are not evicting time
Chimes-Goddamn you're looking old You'll freeze and catch a cold 'Cause you've left your coat behind Take your time Breaking up is hard But staying dark is hateful I had so many dreams I had so many breakthroughs But you my love were kind But love has left you dreamless the door to dreams was closed Your park was real greenless Perhaps you're smiling now Smiling through this darkness But all I have to give Is guit for dreaming
We should be on by now We should be on by now |
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Jean Genie |
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Prettiest Star |
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Cold fire You've got everything but cold fire You will be my rest and peave child I moved up to take a plave near you
so tired It's the sky that makes you feel tried It's a trick to make you see wide It can all but break your hear in pieces
Staying bakc in your memory are the movie in the past How you moved is all it takes To sing a song of when I loved The Prettiest Star One day Though is might as well be someday You and I will rise up al the way All because of what you are The Prettiest Star
Staying back in your memory Are the movies in the past How you moved it all it takes To sing a song of when I loved The Prettiest Star
One day Though is might as well be someday You and I will rise up all the way All because of what you are The Prettiest Star |
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A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out lasers and slash-back blazers And ate all your razors while pulling the waiters Talking 'bout Monroe and walking on Snow White New York's a go-go and everything tastes nice Poor little greenie
Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls Jean Genie, let yourself go!
Sits like a man but he smiles like a repite She loves him, she loves him But just for a short while She'll scratch in the sand Won't let go his hand He says he's a beautician and sell s you nutrition And keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear Poor little greenie
Jean Genie lives on hi back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls Jean Genie, let yourself go!
He' s so simple minded He can't drive his module He bites on the neon And sleeps in a capsule Loves to be loved Loves to be loved
Jean Genie lives on his back The jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls Jean Genie, let yourself go! |
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Well don't you worry 'Bout what't been on my mind I'm in no hurry I can take my time I'm going red and my tounge's getting dry I'm off my head and my mouth's getting dry I'm high
Let's spend the night together Now I need you more then ever Let's spend the night together now
I feel so strong That I can't disguise, oh my But I just can't apologise, no don't hang me up but don't let me down We could have fun just a-fooling around and around
Let's spend the night together Now I need you more than ever Let's spend the night together now
You know I'm smiling baby You need some guiding baby I'm just deciding baby
Let's spend the night together Now I need you more than ever Let's spend the night together now
This doesn't happen to me everyday No excuses I've got anyway I'll satisfy your every need And now I know you'll satisfy me
Let's spend the night together Now I need you more than ever Let's spend the night together now
They said we were too young Our kind of love was no fun But our love comes from above Do It! Let's make love!
Let's spend the night together Now I need you more than ever Let's spend the night together now |
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Lady Grinning Soul |
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She'll come, she'll go She'll lay belief on you Skin sweet with musky oit The lady from another grinning soul
Cologne she'll wear Silver and Americard She'll drive a beetle car And beat you down at cool Canasta
And when the clothes are strewn Don't be afraid of the room Touch the fullness of her breast Feel the love in her caress She will be your living end
She'll come, She'll go She'll lay belief on you But she won't stake her life on you How can life become her point of view?
And when the clothes are strewn Don't be afraid of the room Touch the fullness of her breast Feel the love in her caress She will be your living end |
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