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(1973)
1. Hello HoorayHello! Hooray! Let the show beginI've been readyHello! Hooray! Let the lights grow dimI've been readyReady as this audience that's coming here to dreamLoving every second, every moment, every screamI've been waiting so long to sing my songI've been waiting so long for this thing to comeYeah - I've been thinking so long I was the only oneRoll out! Roll out your American dream and its rescuitsI've been readyRoll out! Roll out your circus freaks and hula hoopsI've been readyReady as this audience that's coming here to dreamLoving every second, every movement, every screamI've been waiting so long to sing my songI've been waiting so long for this thing to comeYeah - I've been thinking so long I was the only oneI can stand here strong and thinI can laugh when this thing beginsGod, I feel so strongI feel so strongI'm so strongI feel so strongSo strongGod, I feel so strongI'm so strong2. Raped And FreezingFinally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa FeShe was a real go-getterShe drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get better""Yes, I read the Bible", she said, "I wannaknow of you"We pulled off the highway, night black as a windowHey, I think I've got a live oneHey, I think I've got a live one, Yeah, YeahI think I've got a live oneFelt like I was hit by a dieselor a greyhound busShe was no baby-sitter"Get up, sugar, never thought you'd be a quitter"I opened the back door, she was greedyI ran through the desert, she was chasinNo time to get dressed, so I was naked, stranded in ChihuahuaAlone raped and freezingAlone cold and sneezingAlone down in MexicoAlone3. ElectedI'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choiceI wanna be electedI'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls RoyceI wanna be electedKids want a savior, don't need a fakeI wanna be electedWe're gonna rock to the rules that I makeI wanna be elected, elected, electedI never lied to you, I've always been coolI wanna be electedI gotta get the vote, and I told you about schoolI wanna be elected, elected, electedHallelujah, I wanna be electedEveryone in the United States of AmericaWe're gonna win this one, take the country by stormWe're gonna be electedYou and me together, young and strongWe're gonna be elected, elected, electedRespected, selected, call collectedI wanna be elected, elected4. Billion Dollar BabiesBillion dollar babyRubber little lady, slicker than a weaselGrimy as an alleyLoves me like no other loverBillion dollar babyRubber little monster, baby, I adore youMan or woman living couldn't love me like you, babyWe go dancing nighty in the atticWhile the moon is rising in the skyIf I'm too rough, tell meI'm so scared your little head will come off in my handsI got you in the dimestoreNo other little girl could everhold youAny tighter, any tighter than me, bayBillion dollar babyReckless like a gambler, million dollar maybeFoaming like a dog that's been infected by the rabiesWe go dancing nighty in the atticWhile the moon is rising the skyIf I'm too rough, tell meI'm so scared your little head will come off in my handsMillion dollar babyBillion dollar bayTrillion dollar babyZillion dollar baby5. Unfinished SweetCandy everywhere, got chocolate in my hairAching to get meStickly sweet suckers in the Halloween airAching to get meSaint Vitus dance on my morals tonightAching to get meAching to get me, get me oh...Take it to the doc, I guess he ought to knowLa, la, la, daWhich ones can stay, which one gotta goHe looks in my mouth and then he starts to gloatHe says me teeth are O.K.But my gums got to goOh oh...I come off the gas but I'm still seeing spiesAching to get meI can see them all through a glassy pair of eyesAching to get meDe Sade's gonna live in my mouth tonightLa, da, da, da, daAnd the rotten tooth fairy is satisfiedLa, da, da, da, daAching to get me, get me oh...6. No More Mister Nice GuyI used to be such a sweet, sweet thingUntil they got a hold of meI opened doors for little old ladiesI helped the blind to seeI got no friends 'cause they read the papersThey can't be seen with me and I'm getting shot downAnd I'm feeling meanNo more Mister Nice GuyNo more Mister CleanNo more Mister Nice GuyThey say he's sick, he's obsceneI got no friends 'cause they read the papersThey can't be seen with me and I'm getting shot downAnd I'm feeling meanMy dog bit me on leg todayMy cat clawled my eyeMy mom's been thrown out of society circleMy dad's had to hideI went to church incognitoWhen everybody rose, the Reserved SmithHe recognized mePunched me in the nose7. Generation LandslidePlease clean your plate, dear, The lord above can see yaDon't you know people are starving in Korea?Alcohol and razorblades and poison and needlesKindergarten people, they used 'em they need 'emThe over- indulgent machines were their childrenThere wasn't a way down on earth here to cool 'em'Cuz they looked just like humans at Kresges and WoolworthBut decadent brains were at work to destroyBrats in battallions were ruling the streets saying"Generation Landslide close the gap between 'em"And i laugh to myself every man and the ladiesWho never could see those billions dollar babiesMilitant mothers, hiding in the basementUsing pots and pans as their shields and their helmetsMolotov milkbottles heaved from pink high-chairsWhile mothers limp burned, with certificate papersDad gets allowance from his sonny the dealerWho's pubic to the world, but involved in high financeSister's out 'til five doing banker's son's hoursBut she owns a Maserati, that's a gift from his fatherStop at full speed at one hundred miles per hourThe cocaine invisible shield finally got 'emAnd I laugh to myself every man and the ladiesWho never could see those billion dollar babies8. Sick ThingsSick things in cars rotate around my starsSick things, my things, my pets, my thingsI love youThings, I see as much as you love me, you things are heavently when you come worship meYou things are chilled with fright for I am out tonightYou tell me where to bite, you whet my appetiteI eat my thingsWhat love it bringsCome here, my thingsDon't fear my little thingsSick things in cartridge tapes my starsSick things, play things, pretty things, pretty things, my things9. Mary-AnnMary-Ann, I'm really crazy about you, deed I amI just can't live without you, Mary-AnnMary-AnnMary-AnnMy life was built around youStars and sand, your eyes were pools of laughter, Mary-AnnI thought you were my man10. I Love The DeadI love the dead before they're coldThey're bluing flesh for me to holdCadaver eyes upon me see nothingI love the dead before they riseNo farewells, no goodbyesI never knew your rotting faceWhile friends and lovers mourn your silly graveI have other uses for you, DarlingWe love the deadWe love the dead, Yeah
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