Eat The Rich
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Jim Vallance)
Well I woke up this morning
On the wrong side of the bad
And how I got to thinkin'
About all those things you said
About ordinary people
And how they make you sick
And if callin' names kicks back on you
Then I hope this does the trick
'Cause I'm sick of your complainin'
About how many bills
And I'm sick of all your bitchin'
'Bout your poodles and your pills
And I just can't see no humor
About your way of life
And I think I can do more for you
With this here fork and knife
CHORUS:
Eat the Rich:
there's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the Rich:
take one bite now-come back for more
Eat the Rich:
I gotta get this off my chest
Eat the Rich:
take one bite now, spit out the rest
So I called up my head shrinker
And I told him what I'd done
He said you'd best go on a diet
Yeah I hope you have some fun
And a don't go burst a bubble
On rich folks who get rude
'Cause you wan't get in no trouble
When you eats that kinda food
How they're smokin' up their jung bonds
And then they go get stiff
And they're dancin' at the yacht club
With Muff and Uncle Biff
But there's one good thing that happens
When you toss your pearls to swine
Their attitudes may taste like shit
But go real good with wine
CHORUS
Believe in all the good things
That money just can't bye
Then you won't get no bellyache
From eatin' humble pie
I believe in rags to riches
Your inheritance won't last
So take your Gray Poupon my friend
And shove it up your ass!
CHORUS:
Eat the Rich:
there's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the Rich:
take one bite now-come back for more
Eat the Rich:
don't stop me now I'm goin' crazy
Eat the Rich:
that's my idea of a good time baby
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ Almo Music Corp./ Testatume Music ASCAP
Get A Grip
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Jim Vallance)
CHORUS:
Got to get a grip
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
You gotta live large, gotta let it rip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip rip
Once upon a crime I thougt I was cool
but I don't want to brag
Once I crossed the line I think I musta
zigged when I shoulda zagged
CHORUS
Same old same old every day if things
don't change you're just gonna rot
'Cause if you do what you've always done
you'll always get what you always got
CHORUS
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt
What goes on when the lights go out
Or who pulls in when I pull out
And what is a one-eyed trouser trout?
I was so shortsighted
Now the wrong been righted
I feel so delighted
I get so excited
CHORUS
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip rip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
You wanna get high in a New York minute
Choke that smoke, honey crack the whip
Your head gets dead
As long as you're in it
You wanna hang loose, gotta get a grip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ Almo Music Corp./ Testatume Music ASCAP
Fever
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry)
I got a rip in my pants and a hole in my
brand new shoes
I got a Margarita nose and a breath full
of Mad Dog Booze
CHORUS:
I got the fever, fever, fever, fever
Yeah, they threw me outta jail I tell ya
it ain't fair
I tried to kiss the judge from
the electrica' chair
Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not
all there tonight...
The guitar's cranked and the bass man's
blown a fuse
And when the whole gang bands tell me
then what's your excuse?
CHORUS
Fever gives ya lust with an appetite
It hits ya like the fangs from a
rattesnake bite
We're all here 'cause we're not
all there tonight
We can't run away from trouble
There ain't no place that far
But if we do it right at the speed of light
There's the back seat of my car, cavear
I was feelin' so high I forgot what day
Now I'm feelin' low down even slow
Seems way too fast
And now the booze don't work
'Cause the drugs ran out of gas
CHORUS
The buzz that you be gettin' from the
Crack don't last
I'd rather be O.D.in' on the
Crack of her ass
Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not
All there tonight
My first time ever lover
We fell asleep out on the lawn
And when I woke up I was all alone
Makin' love to the Crack of Dawn
So yo, I beg yo pardon sir,
The gangster of love rides again
You know I gotta chill
It gimme such a thrill
Like a burnin' plague
Yeah get outta my way
Fever may be Hell and a cross to bear
As long as I'm in heaven honey I don't care
You look so good baby look so fine
I tell you you're the image of the perfect crime
You get so tired holdin' on so tight
If you think you're goin' crazy
Well you may be right
CHORUS
Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not
All there that's right
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc. ASCAP
Livin' On The Edge
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Mark Hudson)
There's somethin' wrong with the world today
I don't know what it is
Something's wrong with our eyes
We're seeing things in a different way
And God knows it ain't His
It sure ain't no surprise
CHORUS:
We're livin' on the edge
There's somethin' wrong with the world today
The light bulb's gettin' dim
There's meltdown in the sky
If you can judge a wise man
By the color of his skin
Then mister you're a better man than I
CHORUS:
We're livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself at all
Livin' on the edge
You can't stop yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
Tell me what you think about your
sit-u-a-tion
Complication-aggravation
Is getting to you
If chicken little talls you that the sky is fallin'
Even if it wasn't would you still come crawlin'
Back again?
I bet you would my friend
Again 8 again 8 again 8 again
Tell me what you think about your
sit-u-a-tion
Complication-aggravation
Is getting to you
If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin'
Even if it wasn't would you still came crawlin'
Back again?
I bet you would my friend
Again 8 again 8 again 8 again
Something right with the world today
And everybody knows it's wrong
But we can tell 'em no or we could let it go
But I would rather be a hanging on
CHORUS:
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
CHORUS:
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
You can't help yourself at all
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself
You can't help yourself
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself at all
You can't help yourself
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ MCA Music Publishing, a division of
MCA Inc./ Beef Puppet Music ASCAP
Flesh
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Desmond Child)
The day rolls in, the night roll out
Desire rules without a doubt
The heart beats fast, you salivate
And when you come it won't be late
I guess by now you got the score
A little taste you want it more
From San Antone to Marrakesh
Yeah when the night comes
Everybody gotta have FLESH
You got me all soakin' wet
FLESH-the only thing that's worth the sweat
From the day that Eve did Adam
Down to Romeo and Juliet
Everybody gotta have...
The prince of lust has met his match
The witch has brewed her baddest batch
His sword is sharp and hard as stone
Her cauldron begs for one more bone
And so my love, this story's told
From modern times to day of old
From Boston, Mass to Bangladesh
Yeah, when the night comes
Everybody gotta have FLESH
It's got me all soakin' wet
FLESH-the only thing that's worth
the sweat, yeah
From the Mississippi River
To the highest mountain in Tibet
Everybody gotta have...
FLESH-you got me all soakin' wet
FLESH-the only thing that's worth
the sweat
FLESH-you got me all soakin' wet
FLESH-the only thing, the only thing,
the only thing
From a Sufi in a rickshaw to a bimbo
in a pink Corvette
Everybody gotta have...
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ EMI April Music Inc./
Desmobile Music Co. Inc. ASCAP
Walk On Down
(Joe perry)
You wonder why you got holes in your shoes
You wonder why they got more money
than you
You wonder why you got nothin' to lose
It makes no sense, don't try to figure it out
You gotta... walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Yeah, hum
Well she says that she loves ya
In your mind there's no doubt, but
You feel like a stranger
When the lights go out
As you lie there awake
You think this ain't no gift
Don't try to figure that weight's
too heavy to lift
You gotta... walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
'Cause I got no time to lose
It's my life if I choose
Put on my walkin' shoes
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ ASCAP
Shut Up And Dance
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Jack Blades, Tommy Shaw)
CHORUS:
Talk is cheap shut up and dance
Don't get deep, shut up and dance
Love has got me down
A tear just hit the ground
So I started writing you this song
But the words I wrote came out all wrong
Yeah, but it's alright
When you can't define the crime
Then life ain't worth a dime
When they take away everything you got
And they rup your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight
When you work you fingers to the bone
Now what does that get you-NOTHING
In a crowd of people
You're still alone
You hope that tells you something
The road to heaven is paved in hell
And it makes you wonder
Why we're here at all
Check out the shape of your circumstance
He wears the dress and she wears
the pants
Here comes Jill and she needs romance
But you can't do jack so shut up
and dance!
Sex is like a gun
You aim, you shoot, you run
When you're splittin' hairs with Mr.Clean
It's like gettin' heat from guillotine
And the night has just begun
CHORUS
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ Tranquity Base Gongs adm. by WB Music Corp.
ASCAP / Ranch Rock Music adm. by Warner-Tamerline Publishing Corp. BMI
Cryin'
(Stiven Tyler, Joe Perry, Taylor Rhodes)
There was a time
When I was so brokenhearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned, yeah
'Cause me and them ways have parted
That kind of love was the killin' kind
All I want is someone I can't resist
I know all I need to know by the way
that I got kissed
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do-down on me
Now there's not even breathin' room
Between pleasure and pain
Yeah you cry when we're makin' love
Must be one and the same
It's down on me
Yeah I got to tell you one thing
It's been on my mind
Girl I gotta say
We're partners in crime
You got that certain something
What you give to me
Takes my breath away
Now the word out on the street
Is the devil's in your kiss
If our love goes up in flames
It's a fire I can't resist
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do to me
'Cause what you got inside
Ain't where your love should stay
Yeah, our love, sweet love, ain't love
'Til you give your heart away
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' just to let you
Do what you do what you do down to me,
baby, baby, baby
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down, down to,
down to, down to
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet
I was cryin' when I met you
(fade)
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./MCR Music Publishing, a division of MCR
Inc./ Taylor Rhodes Songs ASCAP
Gotta Love It
(Steven Tylor, Joe Perry, Mark Hudson)
Psychedelic sandwich
Any way you can feel it
You shouldn't try to it conceal baby
You got tomake up your mind
Any way I can steal it
Any way you can deal it to me
You know the pleasure's all mine
You gotta love it
You better own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gotta shu uh shove it
I'm gonna make things happen
Goin' 'round'n, 'round'n, 'round
I wanna say you're a fireckracker
I wanna say you're a switchblade knife
You make your sex a career
Comin' down from an all night tripper
Pull your foot from the ruby slipper
'Cause you can't get there from here
You gotta love it
You better own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gotta shu uh shove it
I'm gonna make things happen
Goin' 'round'n, 'round'n, 'round
I got this feeling deep inside my gut
Overwhelming feeling of I know not what
One thing's for sure I ain't got time for
those who can't relate
You gotta learn to love the midnight madness
You gotta revel in the good and badness
If yin 'n yang is your thing
What I gotta do to try and reach ya
Is it for real or just a double feature
So let's go throw the I Ching
You gotta love it
You wanna own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gotta shu uh shove it
You gotta make things happen
Goin' 'round'n, 'round'n, 'round
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./MCR Music Publishing, a division of MCR
Inc./ Beef Puppet Music ASCAP
Crazy
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Desmond Child)
Come 'ere baby
You know you drive me up a wall the way
you make good on all the nasty tricks
you pull
Seems like we're makin' up more
then we're makin' love
And it always seems you got somn' on
your mind other than me
Girl, you got to change your crazy ways
You here me
Say you're leavin' on a seven thirty train
and that you're headin' out to Hollywood
Girl you been givin' me that line so many
times it kinda gets like feelin' bad
looks good
That kinda lovin'
Turns a man to a slave
That kinda lovin'
Sends a man right to his grave...
CHORUS:
I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on
Then you're gone
Yeah you drive me
Crazy, crazy, crazy, for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue...
You're packin' up your stuff and talkin'
like it's tough and tryin' to tell me that
it's time to go
But i know you ain't wearin' nothin'
underneath that overcoat
And it's all a show
That kinda lovin'
Makes me wanna pull
Down to shade, yeah
That kinda lovin'
Yeah now I'm, never gonna be the same
CHORUS
I'm losin' my mind, girl
'Cause I'm goin' crazy
I need your love, honey
I need your love
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
I'm losin' my mind, girl
'Cause I'm goin' crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
You turn it on, then you're gone
Yeah you drive me
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./EMI April Music Inc./
Dismobile Music Co. Inc. ASCAP
Line Up
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Lenny Kravitz)
If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight well come on
And line up
When the going gets tough
And you talk ain't enough
Line up
We gotta get up, get out before
they get us down
'Cause livin' up against the wall, yeah
Has got us locked up
Come on and line up
So don't be surprised when they pull
the wool over yo eyes
Yeah don't get funked up
If you got all the stuff
And you can't get enough
Then line up
If you're out on a limb
And you wanna come in
Then line up
Your head's down, sittin' 'round
Pick yo face up off the ground
And get yo self together baby
And learn to stand tough
Come on and line up
We better get to it instead of
Just standing around
It's time to get down
If you're playing to win
And your only way in
Is line up
If we all wanna live
Then we all gotta give
Line up
We gotta get up, get out
Before they get us down
'Cause livin' up against the wall
Yeah, has got us locked up
Come on and line up
You better got to it
Instead of just standin' around
Yeah, it's time to get down
If you got all the stuff
And you can't get enough
Line up
Line up
If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight then come on
Line up
Line up
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ Miss Bessie Music ASCAP
Amazing
(Steven Tyler, Richie Supa)
I kept the right ones out
And let the wrong ones it
Had an angel of mercy to see me
through all my sins
There was times in my life
When I was goin' insane
Tryin' to walk through
The pain
When I lost my grip
And I hit the floor
Yeah, I thought I could leave but
couldn't get out the door
I was so sick and tired
Of livin' a lie
I was wishin' that I
Would die
CHORUS:
It's Amazing
With the blink of an eye you finally
see the light
It's Amazing
When the moment arrives that you know
you'll be alright
It's Amazing
And I'm sayin' a prayer for the desperate
hearts tonight
That one last shot's a Permanent Vacation
And how high can you fly with
broken wings?
Life's a journey not a destination
And I just can't tell just what
tomorrow brings
You have to learn to crawl
Before you learn to walk
But I just couldn't listen to all that
righteous talk
I was out on the street,
Just tryin' to survive
Scratchin' to stay
Alive
CHORUS
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Jim Vallance)
Well I woke up this morning
On the wrong side of the bad
And how I got to thinkin'
About all those things you said
About ordinary people
And how they make you sick
And if callin' names kicks back on you
Then I hope this does the trick
'Cause I'm sick of your complainin'
About how many bills
And I'm sick of all your bitchin'
'Bout your poodles and your pills
And I just can't see no humor
About your way of life
And I think I can do more for you
With this here fork and knife
CHORUS:
Eat the Rich:
there's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the Rich:
take one bite now-come back for more
Eat the Rich:
I gotta get this off my chest
Eat the Rich:
take one bite now, spit out the rest
So I called up my head shrinker
And I told him what I'd done
He said you'd best go on a diet
Yeah I hope you have some fun
And a don't go burst a bubble
On rich folks who get rude
'Cause you wan't get in no trouble
When you eats that kinda food
How they're smokin' up their jung bonds
And then they go get stiff
And they're dancin' at the yacht club
With Muff and Uncle Biff
But there's one good thing that happens
When you toss your pearls to swine
Their attitudes may taste like shit
But go real good with wine
CHORUS
Believe in all the good things
That money just can't bye
Then you won't get no bellyache
From eatin' humble pie
I believe in rags to riches
Your inheritance won't last
So take your Gray Poupon my friend
And shove it up your ass!
CHORUS:
Eat the Rich:
there's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the Rich:
take one bite now-come back for more
Eat the Rich:
don't stop me now I'm goin' crazy
Eat the Rich:
that's my idea of a good time baby
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ Almo Music Corp./ Testatume Music ASCAP
Get A Grip
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Jim Vallance)
CHORUS:
Got to get a grip
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
You gotta live large, gotta let it rip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip rip
Once upon a crime I thougt I was cool
but I don't want to brag
Once I crossed the line I think I musta
zigged when I shoulda zagged
CHORUS
Same old same old every day if things
don't change you're just gonna rot
'Cause if you do what you've always done
you'll always get what you always got
CHORUS
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt
What goes on when the lights go out
Or who pulls in when I pull out
And what is a one-eyed trouser trout?
I was so shortsighted
Now the wrong been righted
I feel so delighted
I get so excited
CHORUS
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip rip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
You wanna get high in a New York minute
Choke that smoke, honey crack the whip
Your head gets dead
As long as you're in it
You wanna hang loose, gotta get a grip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living
in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ Almo Music Corp./ Testatume Music ASCAP
Fever
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry)
I got a rip in my pants and a hole in my
brand new shoes
I got a Margarita nose and a breath full
of Mad Dog Booze
CHORUS:
I got the fever, fever, fever, fever
Yeah, they threw me outta jail I tell ya
it ain't fair
I tried to kiss the judge from
the electrica' chair
Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not
all there tonight...
The guitar's cranked and the bass man's
blown a fuse
And when the whole gang bands tell me
then what's your excuse?
CHORUS
Fever gives ya lust with an appetite
It hits ya like the fangs from a
rattesnake bite
We're all here 'cause we're not
all there tonight
We can't run away from trouble
There ain't no place that far
But if we do it right at the speed of light
There's the back seat of my car, cavear
I was feelin' so high I forgot what day
Now I'm feelin' low down even slow
Seems way too fast
And now the booze don't work
'Cause the drugs ran out of gas
CHORUS
The buzz that you be gettin' from the
Crack don't last
I'd rather be O.D.in' on the
Crack of her ass
Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not
All there tonight
My first time ever lover
We fell asleep out on the lawn
And when I woke up I was all alone
Makin' love to the Crack of Dawn
So yo, I beg yo pardon sir,
The gangster of love rides again
You know I gotta chill
It gimme such a thrill
Like a burnin' plague
Yeah get outta my way
Fever may be Hell and a cross to bear
As long as I'm in heaven honey I don't care
You look so good baby look so fine
I tell you you're the image of the perfect crime
You get so tired holdin' on so tight
If you think you're goin' crazy
Well you may be right
CHORUS
Yeah we're all here 'cause we're not
All there that's right
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc. ASCAP
Livin' On The Edge
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Mark Hudson)
There's somethin' wrong with the world today
I don't know what it is
Something's wrong with our eyes
We're seeing things in a different way
And God knows it ain't His
It sure ain't no surprise
CHORUS:
We're livin' on the edge
There's somethin' wrong with the world today
The light bulb's gettin' dim
There's meltdown in the sky
If you can judge a wise man
By the color of his skin
Then mister you're a better man than I
CHORUS:
We're livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself at all
Livin' on the edge
You can't stop yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
Tell me what you think about your
sit-u-a-tion
Complication-aggravation
Is getting to you
If chicken little talls you that the sky is fallin'
Even if it wasn't would you still come crawlin'
Back again?
I bet you would my friend
Again 8 again 8 again 8 again
Tell me what you think about your
sit-u-a-tion
Complication-aggravation
Is getting to you
If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin'
Even if it wasn't would you still came crawlin'
Back again?
I bet you would my friend
Again 8 again 8 again 8 again
Something right with the world today
And everybody knows it's wrong
But we can tell 'em no or we could let it go
But I would rather be a hanging on
CHORUS:
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
CHORUS:
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
You can't help yourself at all
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself
You can't help yourself
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself at all
You can't help yourself
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ MCA Music Publishing, a division of
MCA Inc./ Beef Puppet Music ASCAP
Flesh
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Desmond Child)
The day rolls in, the night roll out
Desire rules without a doubt
The heart beats fast, you salivate
And when you come it won't be late
I guess by now you got the score
A little taste you want it more
From San Antone to Marrakesh
Yeah when the night comes
Everybody gotta have FLESH
You got me all soakin' wet
FLESH-the only thing that's worth the sweat
From the day that Eve did Adam
Down to Romeo and Juliet
Everybody gotta have...
The prince of lust has met his match
The witch has brewed her baddest batch
His sword is sharp and hard as stone
Her cauldron begs for one more bone
And so my love, this story's told
From modern times to day of old
From Boston, Mass to Bangladesh
Yeah, when the night comes
Everybody gotta have FLESH
It's got me all soakin' wet
FLESH-the only thing that's worth
the sweat, yeah
From the Mississippi River
To the highest mountain in Tibet
Everybody gotta have...
FLESH-you got me all soakin' wet
FLESH-the only thing that's worth
the sweat
FLESH-you got me all soakin' wet
FLESH-the only thing, the only thing,
the only thing
From a Sufi in a rickshaw to a bimbo
in a pink Corvette
Everybody gotta have...
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ EMI April Music Inc./
Desmobile Music Co. Inc. ASCAP
Walk On Down
(Joe perry)
You wonder why you got holes in your shoes
You wonder why they got more money
than you
You wonder why you got nothin' to lose
It makes no sense, don't try to figure it out
You gotta... walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Yeah, hum
Well she says that she loves ya
In your mind there's no doubt, but
You feel like a stranger
When the lights go out
As you lie there awake
You think this ain't no gift
Don't try to figure that weight's
too heavy to lift
You gotta... walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
'Cause I got no time to lose
It's my life if I choose
Put on my walkin' shoes
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ ASCAP
Shut Up And Dance
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Jack Blades, Tommy Shaw)
CHORUS:
Talk is cheap shut up and dance
Don't get deep, shut up and dance
Love has got me down
A tear just hit the ground
So I started writing you this song
But the words I wrote came out all wrong
Yeah, but it's alright
When you can't define the crime
Then life ain't worth a dime
When they take away everything you got
And they rup your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight
When you work you fingers to the bone
Now what does that get you-NOTHING
In a crowd of people
You're still alone
You hope that tells you something
The road to heaven is paved in hell
And it makes you wonder
Why we're here at all
Check out the shape of your circumstance
He wears the dress and she wears
the pants
Here comes Jill and she needs romance
But you can't do jack so shut up
and dance!
Sex is like a gun
You aim, you shoot, you run
When you're splittin' hairs with Mr.Clean
It's like gettin' heat from guillotine
And the night has just begun
CHORUS
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ Tranquity Base Gongs adm. by WB Music Corp.
ASCAP / Ranch Rock Music adm. by Warner-Tamerline Publishing Corp. BMI
Cryin'
(Stiven Tyler, Joe Perry, Taylor Rhodes)
There was a time
When I was so brokenhearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned, yeah
'Cause me and them ways have parted
That kind of love was the killin' kind
All I want is someone I can't resist
I know all I need to know by the way
that I got kissed
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do-down on me
Now there's not even breathin' room
Between pleasure and pain
Yeah you cry when we're makin' love
Must be one and the same
It's down on me
Yeah I got to tell you one thing
It's been on my mind
Girl I gotta say
We're partners in crime
You got that certain something
What you give to me
Takes my breath away
Now the word out on the street
Is the devil's in your kiss
If our love goes up in flames
It's a fire I can't resist
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do to me
'Cause what you got inside
Ain't where your love should stay
Yeah, our love, sweet love, ain't love
'Til you give your heart away
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' just to let you
Do what you do what you do down to me,
baby, baby, baby
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down, down to,
down to, down to
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet
I was cryin' when I met you
(fade)
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./MCR Music Publishing, a division of MCR
Inc./ Taylor Rhodes Songs ASCAP
Gotta Love It
(Steven Tylor, Joe Perry, Mark Hudson)
Psychedelic sandwich
Any way you can feel it
You shouldn't try to it conceal baby
You got tomake up your mind
Any way I can steal it
Any way you can deal it to me
You know the pleasure's all mine
You gotta love it
You better own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gotta shu uh shove it
I'm gonna make things happen
Goin' 'round'n, 'round'n, 'round
I wanna say you're a fireckracker
I wanna say you're a switchblade knife
You make your sex a career
Comin' down from an all night tripper
Pull your foot from the ruby slipper
'Cause you can't get there from here
You gotta love it
You better own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gotta shu uh shove it
I'm gonna make things happen
Goin' 'round'n, 'round'n, 'round
I got this feeling deep inside my gut
Overwhelming feeling of I know not what
One thing's for sure I ain't got time for
those who can't relate
You gotta learn to love the midnight madness
You gotta revel in the good and badness
If yin 'n yang is your thing
What I gotta do to try and reach ya
Is it for real or just a double feature
So let's go throw the I Ching
You gotta love it
You wanna own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gotta shu uh shove it
You gotta make things happen
Goin' 'round'n, 'round'n, 'round
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./MCR Music Publishing, a division of MCR
Inc./ Beef Puppet Music ASCAP
Crazy
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Desmond Child)
Come 'ere baby
You know you drive me up a wall the way
you make good on all the nasty tricks
you pull
Seems like we're makin' up more
then we're makin' love
And it always seems you got somn' on
your mind other than me
Girl, you got to change your crazy ways
You here me
Say you're leavin' on a seven thirty train
and that you're headin' out to Hollywood
Girl you been givin' me that line so many
times it kinda gets like feelin' bad
looks good
That kinda lovin'
Turns a man to a slave
That kinda lovin'
Sends a man right to his grave...
CHORUS:
I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on
Then you're gone
Yeah you drive me
Crazy, crazy, crazy, for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue...
You're packin' up your stuff and talkin'
like it's tough and tryin' to tell me that
it's time to go
But i know you ain't wearin' nothin'
underneath that overcoat
And it's all a show
That kinda lovin'
Makes me wanna pull
Down to shade, yeah
That kinda lovin'
Yeah now I'm, never gonna be the same
CHORUS
I'm losin' my mind, girl
'Cause I'm goin' crazy
I need your love, honey
I need your love
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
I'm losin' my mind, girl
'Cause I'm goin' crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
You turn it on, then you're gone
Yeah you drive me
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./EMI April Music Inc./
Dismobile Music Co. Inc. ASCAP
Line Up
(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Lenny Kravitz)
If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight well come on
And line up
When the going gets tough
And you talk ain't enough
Line up
We gotta get up, get out before
they get us down
'Cause livin' up against the wall, yeah
Has got us locked up
Come on and line up
So don't be surprised when they pull
the wool over yo eyes
Yeah don't get funked up
If you got all the stuff
And you can't get enough
Then line up
If you're out on a limb
And you wanna come in
Then line up
Your head's down, sittin' 'round
Pick yo face up off the ground
And get yo self together baby
And learn to stand tough
Come on and line up
We better get to it instead of
Just standing around
It's time to get down
If you're playing to win
And your only way in
Is line up
If we all wanna live
Then we all gotta give
Line up
We gotta get up, get out
Before they get us down
'Cause livin' up against the wall
Yeah, has got us locked up
Come on and line up
You better got to it
Instead of just standin' around
Yeah, it's time to get down
If you got all the stuff
And you can't get enough
Line up
Line up
If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight then come on
Line up
Line up
(C) 1992 Swag Song Music, Inc./ Miss Bessie Music ASCAP
Amazing
(Steven Tyler, Richie Supa)
I kept the right ones out
And let the wrong ones it
Had an angel of mercy to see me
through all my sins
There was times in my life
When I was goin' insane
Tryin' to walk through
The pain
When I lost my grip
And I hit the floor
Yeah, I thought I could leave but
couldn't get out the door
I was so sick and tired
Of livin' a lie
I was wishin' that I
Would die
CHORUS:
It's Amazing
With the blink of an eye you finally
see the light
It's Amazing
When the moment arrives that you know
you'll be alright
It's Amazing
And I'm sayin' a prayer for the desperate
hearts tonight
That one last shot's a Permanent Vacation
And how high can you fly with
broken wings?
Life's a journey not a destination
And I just can't tell just what
tomorrow brings
You have to learn to crawl
Before you learn to walk
But I just couldn't listen to all that
righteous talk
I was out on the street,
Just tryin' to survive
Scratchin' to stay
Alive
CHORUS