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The power chord rings out like a hymn,
Even if we find a way in,
We’re still outsiders in this land
The mountain is high and stony,
The top can pretty lonely
When you finally make it, my friend
You say, “Forgive me, if I don’t understand,”
“Tell me, what is it, again, that you wanted?”
“What do you want?”
“What do you want?”
“What do you want?”
I want electric guitars that don’t know when to stop,
I want a singer I’m not sure whether he’ll lose it or not,
I want the drummer combustin’ from playing rhythm too hot,
Like 765 exploding Charlie Watts
I’ve been longing for the taste of sweet Virginia,
Her siren song can get in ya,
And I wonder if you hear it too?
Keep your light on, and I’ll keep the engine runnin’
If spontaneous human combustion
Is how this ends, what can we do?
You say, “Forgive me, if I don’t understand,”
“Tell me, what is it, again, that you wanted?”
“What do you want?”
“What do you want?”
“What do you want?”
I want electric guitars that don’t know when to stop,
I want a singer I’m not sure whether he’ll lose it or not,
I want the drummer combustin’ from playing rhythm too hot,
Like 765 exploding Charlie Watts
7-6-5-4-3-2,
Look out for number one ‘cause here’s looking at you, kid,
10-9-8-7-6-5,
Put the kick pedal to the floor, and let the rhythm drive
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2. |
Crowdpleaser
03:20
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I don't wear a fancy watch
I don't shave every day
Your father, he wouldn't like me
But your sister may
I just figure, you can't please everyone all of the time
Some things, you either get it or you don't
Tell me, what do you want from me?
If you don't say it, then I won't be able to help you
'Cause there's just too many people to please
I don't take requests
I rarely comb my hair
If you think anything about that
That's your own affair
I just figure, you can't please everyone all of the time
Some things, you either get it or you don't
Tell me, what do you want from me?
If you don't say it, then I won't be able to help you
'Cause there's just too many people to please
I just figure, you can't please everyone all of the time
Some things, you either get it or you don't
Tell me, what do you want from me?
If you don't say it, then I won't be able to help you
'Cause there's just too many people to please
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3. |
Outlaws
02:44
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Well, they trapped us in an attic,
But we escaped before light
Got some gold in our pockets,
And we’re all outlaws tonight
We’re all outlaws tonight
There’s an angel doing chin-ups
On the telephone wire,
Poets are getting drunk
And setting the night on fire
They’re setting the night on fire
The conspiracy dancers
Are up on the roof
Jitterbuggin’ in the moonlight,
And searching the skies for proof—
Extraterrestrial proof
Tonight we’re gonna shoot our guns
And ring our bells ,
And anyone who don’t like it,
Can just go to hell,
Yeah, we’ll see you in hell
[Yeah, we’ll see you in hell]
We’re gonna break all the rules,
And let the consequences
Lie where they lie;
Someday they’ll overtake us,
But they ain’t gonna take us alive
The shifty-eyed broker
Is getting his fix
On a little bit of sugar
Before he gives the law the slip
He’s gonna give the law the slip
Echoes in the fog
From a voice from the past
Says, “Get ‘em while they’re hot
Because the good times never last”
No, the good times never last
See a lone wolf a-hustlin’
Ahead of the pack
Jumping freight cars after midnight,
And leaving pennies on the tracks
To throw the sheriff off his tracks
Tonight we’re gonna shoot our guns
And ring our bells
And anyone who don’t like it
Can just go to hell
Yeah, we’ll see you in hell
[Yeah, we’ll see you in hell]
We’re gonna break all the rules,
And let the consequences
Lie where they lie;
Someday they’ll overtake us,
But they ain’t gonna take us alive
We walked in the saloon
And started a fight,
Got the odds stacked against us,
And we’re all outlaws tonight
We’re all outlaws tonight
We’re all outlaws...
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4. |
Stutter
02:04
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Why ain't you back in Bombay?
Go on and spit out your words
I don't care what the natives say
It ain't as safe as you heard
It's the jungle
Where'd the sun go?
We're too late to make the village
We'll have to rough it tonight
There's a tiger on the prowl
And he's setting the birds all aflutter
Don't let that cat get your tongue,
He'll make you t-t-t-t-t-t stutter
T-t-t-t-t-t-tuh, t-t-t-t-t
If you're nervous, greenhorn
You might be out of your league
To catch a star being born
You've got to move at lightspeed
If that spotlight
Is too bright for you
The medic can give you the Heimlich
And a pat on the back
Yeah, the ones that are remembered do
What's never been done by another
So don't just bring them to their feet
Make 'em t-t-t-t-t-t stutter
T-t-t-t-t-t-tuh, t-t-t-t-t-t-tuh
To catch lightning in a bottle
When it's coming
You can't be running for cover
You've got to shout out at the storm
Hit me
T-t-t-t-t-t stutter
T-t-t-t-t-t-tuh
T-t-t-t-t-t-tuh
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t
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5. |
Dirty Money
02:45
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There’s a vixen in the corner
Fixin’ all her sights on him
He ain’t no dummy—
He knows it’s the dirty money
Call the doctor,
Tell him wussup
Tell him how it hurts your tummy
Wanting dirty money
Say, gimme some,
Gimme some,
Some of that
And I will, you can
Bank on that
Bustin’ chops at the bus stop
Girl, you want a free ride?
I got plenty,
If you’re into dirty money
She acts precocious,
Skates around the point
Come on honey,
Just say you want my dirty money
Gimme some,
Gimme some,
Some of that
And I will, you can
Bank on that
Say, gimme some,
Gimme some,
Some of that,
I will, and you can bank on
And you can bank on
And you can bank on that
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6. |
Rosalyn
04:16
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Rosalyn
I see you burned yourself again
Ain't you ever gonna learn
That the coal burn hot
Where that fire's been?
Yeah, I say, Rosalyn
I never thought I'd see your face again
Just goes to show how much I know
About the workings of the wind
And I say, Lord, why must I walk this line?
Yes, you were my baby
But that was another place and time
I say, Lord, I've given all I can give
Ain't no one gonna love you more than I once did
Rosalyn
I see that tattoo on your skin
Well, I know maybe, baby
You've got some regrets
Have you repented for your sins?
Rosalyn
This time, I can't let you in
And I know that's cold
But that's the way I roll
Since you left me way back when
And I say, Lord, why must I walk this line?
Yes, you were my baby
But that was another place and time
I say, Lord, I've given all I can give
Ain't no one gonna love you more than I once did
And I say, Lord, why must I walk this line?
Yes, you were my baby
But that was another place and time
I say, Lord, I've given all I can give
Ain't no one gonna love you more than I once did
Ain't no one gonna love you more than I once did
Ain't no one gonna love you more than I once did
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7. |
The Fever
02:47
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I've gone and got the chills
And I'm burning up like a light
I've gone and taken some pills
But I still don't feel alright
Is there a doctor in the house?
Something's gone awry
My head is getting dizzy
My mouth is getting dry
I say, tell me operator
What should I do?
She's takin' my breath
She's makin' me sweat
And she's giving everyone
Who gets near her
The fever
The fever
The fever
The fever
I'm feeling the heat
And I can't get out of bed
It started at my feet
And it's all gone to my head
Is there a doctor in the house?
Something's gone awry
My head is getting dizzy
My mouth is getting dry
I say, tell me operator
What should I do?
She's takin' my breath
She's makin' me sweat
And she's giving everyone
Who gets near her
The fever
The fever
The fever
The fever
Is there a doctor in the house?
Something's gone awry
My head is getting dizzy
My mouth is getting dry
I say, tell me operator
What should I do?
She's takin' my breath
She's makin' me sweat
And she's giving everyone
Who gets near her
The fever
The fever
The fever
The fever
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8. |
High Road
02:10
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Don't try to reason with diamonds
It ain't any use
This woman will pile up debt
Until it reaches the roof
She wants money for dresses
She wants money for shoes
She'd shop a rich man blind
Until he's singing the blues
And if it weren't for her lowdown ways
I could take the high road
Is there a stench in the air?
What's with the turned up nose?
I wonder at these black tie affairs
If my blue collar shows?
She wants to eat fancy dinners
Hang out with kings and queens
She wants to buy furniture
To store her expensive things
And if it weren't for her lowdown ways
I could take the high road
I call up the repair man
He laughs like I told a joke
He said ain't nothing can be done
For a man that's so broke
I try to get up to leave
But I'm buried under stuff
You can give her what she wants
But you can't give her enough
And if it weren't for her lowdown ways
I could take the high road
If it weren't for her lowdown ways
I could take the high road
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9. |
Storm Is Coming
02:53
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Time is almost up, the writing's on the wall
We got volcanoes that erupt and mountains 'bout to fall
You say, we can build up the dams if the icebergs melt
It's freedom for every man, and every man for himself
So like it or not, things keep building up
And who knows how much higher they can go?
You stand your ground too long, yeah, you're bound to get stuck
You can't tell wind which way it should blow
It's like a hurricane swept down the lane
Sunk a whole bunch of cities, man, can't stop the rain
It's like shake-shake, I think it's an earthquake
Throwing money at these problems can't fix these mistakes
And it looks good 'til the clouds appear
Then when the rain's near, you think, should we have done something?
What happens next ain't exactly clear
And though it, it ain't here, the storm is coming
You say you like what you got, and you ain't gonna budge
But what good is what you got when you're down in the flood
You say, I don't wanna hear it, I'll buy myself a boat
If mother nature has a problem, she should get out and vote
So like it or not, things are starting to shift
The future's headed in a different direction
The storm is on its way, it's not a matter of 'if'
It's a matter of fact when the earth doesn't get affection
It's like a hurricane swept down the lane
Sunk a whole bunch of cities, man, can't stop the rain
It's like shake-shake, I think it's an earthquake
Just denying that it's real doesn't mean that it's fake
The feeling in the air is an unstable atmosphere
And who knows how long this ride can keep on running
You see it all in your rearview mirror
How it, it ain't here, but the storm is coming
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10. |
Into the Fire
02:39
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There are still sixteen heartbeats
In a dead man's chest
Should we give him mouth to mouth
Or save our breath?
No, I didn't know him well
But I knew him some
He used to come around here
Shooting his mouth off about guns
He'd say, if a war is on
I just ain't gonna lie here
Throw me into the fire
Something's broken in my loveseat
And it feels like spring
You've got a mind reader's face
I bet you know what I mean
Looking past these eyes
Like you're out of sight
I got a hundred different ways
To make you see the light
I feel you heating up
But it ain't enough to admire
Throw me into the fire
Stand too close to the flame
And you're bound to get burned
The candle thought he had it handled
'Til he met his match
There ain't nothing you can give me
I can't give you right back
There's a magic to this town
Maybe you feel it too?
The orangutans cannot be tamed
Dance party in the zoo
My soul will be released
Like a solar flare in the sun
You've got to look toward the stars
To know where I'm coming from
Into the building, I run
As the smoke billows out
My home, you cannot see
I eat and sleep in a house
But I live in the place
Where patience meets with desire
Throw me into the fire
Throw me into the fire
Throw me into the fire
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11. |
Sunshine Sister
02:51
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I've got a broken memory
Of a dream when I wake
She needs a coffee fix
When the dawn breaks
When the dawn breaks
Who would fix it anyway?
To see her face light up
Is all it takes to make my day
That look in the sky
Can be deceiving
It could be early morning
It could be evening
It could be evening
When she looks my way
To see her face light up
Is all it takes to make my day
I am halfway to her
She is halfway gone
I try to catch the ray of light
That she's shining on
She's shining on
She's my sunshine sister
I'm a man in disguise
I put my cards on the table
She puts the stars in my eyes
She puts the stars in my eyes
And I'm sure they give me away
To see her face light up
Is all it takes to make my day
I am halfway to her
She is halfway gone
I try to catch the ray of light
That she's shining on
I am halfway to her
She is halfway gone
I try to catch the ray of light
That she's shining on
She's shining on
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12. |
Sewer Rats
04:08
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Hey
Hey, yo
Yeah, you
Can I ask you what's on your mind?
And if your time
Is worth more than mine
Then maybe it's time for me to go
Outside
And take a little ride
On the bus
That's driving me
A little mad
'Cause I'm really glad
That I've already had
A long nap
So my feet don't drag
Hey
Hey, you
Come here
And give me something to do
I'm just like you
Need something new
Because it feels like I'm barely getting by
When I fly
With Johnny Johnny High
Kickin' holes in the sky
Through clouds that roll by
I'm a sponge with a head
Repeat all that I read
But I don't know
What I just said
We're holding up this town
With the pieces that we found
We are the dissonance in sound
We're part of the underground
Yeah, we drink our water brown
We're swarming all around
There's a movement going down
We're part of the underground
Tear apart the underground
Tear apart the underground
We've got a stronghold on daylight apathy
I'll jump off first if you come right after me
We've got a stronghold on daylight apathy
I'll jump off first if you come right after me
We're holding up this town
With the pieces that we found
We are the dissonance in sound
We're part of the underground
Yeah, we drink our water brown
We're swarming all around
There's a movement going down
We're part of the underground
Tear apart the underground
Tear apart the underground
We're holding up this town
With the pieces that we found
We are the dissonance in sound
We're part of the underground
Yeah, we drink our water brown
We're swarming all around
There's a movement going down
We're part of the underground
Tear apart the underground
Tear apart the underground
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The Missing Generation Kalamazoo, Michigan
Chris Schleuder - Vocals, Guitar
Abe Savas - Vocals, Bass, Guitar
Tim Sparling - Vocals, Bass, Guitar
Gerren Young - Drums
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