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Messages : 378
Date d'inscription : 24/06/2011
Age : 32
Localisation : Dragontown

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MessageSujet: Billion Dollar Babies   Billion Dollar Babies I_icon_minitimeMar 12 Juil - 13:31

Hello Horray

Hello! Hooray!
Let the show begin, I've been ready.
Hello! Hooray!
Let the lights grow dim, I've been ready.

Ready as this audience that's coming here to dream.
Loving every second, every moment, every scream,
I've been waiting so long to sing my song
And I've been waiting so long for this thing to come.
Yeah. I've been thinking so long I was the only one.

Roll out, Roll out
Wwith your American dream and its recruits, I've been ready.
Roll out, Roll out
With your circus freaks and hula hoops, I've been ready.

Ready as this audience that's coming here to dream.
Loving every second, every moment, every scream,
I've been waiting so long to sing my song
And I've been waiting so long for this thing to come.
Yeah - I've been thinking so long I was the only one.

I can stand here strong and thin.
I can laugh when this thing begins.

God, I feel so strong.
I feel so strong.
I'm so strong.
I feel so strong.
So strong.
God, I feel so strong,
I am so strong.
(repeat adlib to fade)



Raped and Freezin'

Finally got a ride, this old broad down from Santa Fe.
She was a real go-getter.
She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get better."
We pulled off the highway, night black as a widow.
"Yeah, I read the Bible," she said, "I wanna know of you."

Hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, I think I found a live one
Hey, Hey, I think I got a live one
Yeah, Yeah, I think I got a live one.

Oh,
Ok boys,

Felt like I was hit by a diesel or a greyhound bus.
She was no baby-sitter.
"Eee, now sugar, never thought you'd be a quitter."
I opened the back door, she was greedy.
I ran through the desert, she was chasin'.
No time to get dressed so I was naked, stranded in Chihuahua.

Hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, yeah I got a live one
Hey, hey, hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, oh, I got a live one

Hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, yeah I got a live one
Hey, hey, hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, oh, I got a live one

Alone, raped and freezin'
Alone cold and sneezin'
Alone down in Mexico
Alone




Elected

I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice
I wanna be elected
I'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce
I wanna be elected
Kids want a savior, don't need a fake
I wanna be elected
We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make
I wanna be elected,

Elected
Elected
Respected
Elected

(Good evening Mr & Mrs America and all ships at sea,
The candidate is taking the country by storm.)

I never lied to you, I've always been cool
I wanna be elected
I helped you get the vote, and I told you 'bout school
I wanna be elected

Elected
Elected
Hallelujah
I wanna be selected
By the people of the United States of America

(.. Kennedy the President is worth billions of dollars...)

We're gonna win this one, take the country by storm
We're gonna be elected
You and me together, young and strong
We're gonna be elected

Elected
Elected
Respected, selected, call collected
I wanna be elected

"And if I am elected
I promise the formation of a new party
A third party, the Wild Party!
I know we have problems
We got problems right here in Central City
We have problems on the North, South, East and West
New York City, Saint Louis, Philadelphia, Los Angeles, Detroit, Chicago
Everybody has problems
And personally, I don't care"




Billion Dollar Babies

Billion dollar baby
Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel
Grimy as an alley
Loves me like no other lover

Billion dollar baby
Rotten little monster, baby, I adore you.
Man or woman living couldn't love me like you, baby.

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Yeah, Billion Dollar Baby
I got you in the dimestore
No other little girl could ever hold you
Any tighter, any tighter than me, baby
Billion dollar baby
Reckless like a gambler, million dollar maybe
Fightin' like dog that's been infected by the rabies

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Million dollar baby
Billion dollar baby
Trillion dollar baby
Zillion dollar baby




Unfinished Sweet

Oh
Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair
Aching to get me
Sticky sweet suckers in the Halloween air
Aching to get me
Saint Vitus dance on my molars tonight
Aching to get me
Aching to get me, get me. oh ...

I take it to the doc, guess he ought to know
La, da, da, da, da
Which ones can stay an` which ones gotta go
La, da, da, da, da
He looks in my mouth and then he starts to gloat
He says my teeth are O.K.
But my gums got to go

Oh...
Oh ...
Oh...
Oh...

I come off the gas but I'm still seeing spies
Aching to get me
And I can see them all through a glassy pair of eyes
Aching to get me
De Sade's gonna live in my mouth tonight
La, da, da, da, da
If the rotten tooth fairy is satisfied,
La, da, da, da, da,
Aching to get me, get me oh ...




No More Mister Nice Guy

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they got a hold of me
I opened doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me
Aand I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm feeling mean

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me
And I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm, I'm getling mean

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene

My dog bit me on the leg today
My cat clawed my eyes
Ma's been thrown out of the social circle
And dad has to hide
I went to church incognito
When everybody rose,
The Reverend Smith
He recognized me
And punched me in the nose

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
He said Your sick, You`re obscene

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
He said Your sick, You`re obscene




Generation Landslide

Please clean the plate, dear
The Lord above can see ya
Don't you know people are starving in Korea?
Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles
Kindergarten people - they used 'em, the need 'em
Over-indulging machines were their children
There wasn't a way down on Earth here to cool 'em
'Cause they look just like humans at Kresges and Woolworths
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Brats in battalions were ruling the streets
Sayin' generation landslide closed the gap between 'em

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
La da da dada

Militant mothers hidin' in the basement
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs
While Mothers' Lib burned birth certificate papers
Dad gets his allowance from his sonny, the dealer
Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance
Sister's out 'til five doing banker's son's hours
But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father
Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour
The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
La da da dada




Sick Things

Sick things in cars rotate 'round my stars
Sick things, my things, my pets, my things

I love you things I see
As much as you love me
You things are heavenly
When you come worship me
You things are chilled with fright
For I am out tonight
You fill me with delight
You whet my appetite

I eat my things
What love it brings
Come here, my things
Don't fear my little things

I love you things I see
As much as you love me
You things are heavenly
When you come worship me.
You things are thrilled with fright
For I am out tonight
You things are paradise
You whet my appetite

Sick things in cartridge tapes, my stars
Sick things, pretty things, play things, my things

I love the things I see
As much as they love me
You things are heavenly
When you come worship me
You things are chilled with fright
For I am out tonight
You things are paradise
You whet my appetite




Mary Ann

Mary-Ann, I'm really crazy 'bout you
Do what I can
I just can't live without you
Mary-Ann, Mary-Ann.

Mary-Ann, my life was built around you.
Stars and sand, your eyes were pools of laughter
Mary-Ann, I thought you were my man.




I Love The Dead

I love the dead before they're cold
Their blueing flesh for me to hold
Cadaver eyes upon me see... nothing

I love the dead before they rise
No farewells, no goodbyes
I never even knew your now rotting face
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave
I have other uses for you Darling

La la la la la la la la la la la la la
Da da da da da da da da da da da da dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead so

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
(Da ga dang, dang ga dang ding dong)

I, I love the dead
I, I love the dead
I, I love the dead

I love the dead before they're cold
Their blueing flesh for me to hold
Cadaver eyes upon me see...
Nothing
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