Since I Dont Have You 
I don't have plans and schemes, 
And I don't have hopes and dreams. 
I don't have anything, 
Since I don't have you. 
And I don't have fond desires, 
and I don't have happy hours. 
I don't have anything, 
Since I don't have you. 
Happiness, and I guess, 
I never will again. 
When you walked out on me, 
In walked ol' misery, 
And he's been here since then. 
Yeah, we're fucked! 
I don't have love to share, 
And I don't have one who cares. 
I don't have anything, 
Since I don't have you. 
 
New Rose
Is she really going out with him? 
I got a feeling inside of me, 
It's kinda strange, like a stormy sea 
I don't know why, I don't know why 
I guess these things've gotta be 
I got a new rose, 
I got it good 
Yes, I knew that I always would 
I can't stop to mess around 
I got a brand new rose in town 
See the sun, see the sunny skies 
Don't get too close, it'll burn your eyes 
Don't you run away that way 
Come back another day 
I never thought this could happen to me 
I'm a strange washing machine 
I never served somebody this sane 
I'll never, never, never be too late 
 
Down On The Farm
All I need is some inspiration 
Before I do somebody some harm 
I feel just like a vegetable 
Down here on the farm 
Nobody comes to see me 
Nobody here to turn me on 
I ain't even got a lover 
Down here on the farm 
They told me to get healthy 
They told me to get some sun 
But boredom eats me like cancer 
Down here on the farm 
Drinking lemonade shanty 
Ain't no body gonna do me harm 
But I'm like a fish out of water 
Down here on the farm 
I write a thousand letters 
'til my fingers all gone numb 
But I never see no postman 
Down here on the farm 
I call my baby on the telephone 
I say come down and have some fun 
But she knows what the score is 
Down here on the farm 
I can't fall in love with a wheat field 
I can't fall in love with a barn 
When everything smells like horse shit 
Down here on the farm 
Blue skies and swimming pools 
Add so much charm 
But I'd rather be back in Soho 
Than down here on the farm 
On the fucking farm! 
Are you born in a fucking barn or what? 
Baaaaaa! 
Hold still! 
 
Human Being
Well if you don't like it, go ahead, 
Find yourself a saint, go ahead now 
Try to find a boy who's gonna be what I ain't 
And what you need is a plastic doll 
with a fresh coat of paint
Who's gonna sit through all the madness 
always, act so quaint, 
I said - Oh yeah, well 
It's your new friend, you're really 
Making a scene, and I've seen you 
Bouncing around, from machine to machine 
But you know that
They're never really 
Never really what they seem, 
and you can count on 
Generate some warmth, then you'll 
See just what I mean, 
oh baby, baby, baby yeah. 
Then if I'm acting like a king, 
don't you know it's 'cause 
I'm a human being, and if I 
Want too many things, 
don't you know it's 'cause 
I'm a human being 
And if I've got to dream, 
don't you know it's 'cause 
I'm a human being, 
and well if It's a bit obscene, 
don't you know it's 'cause 
I'm a human being 
I don't gotta walk around with my head on down
Just like a human, oh no a human being 
I can hold my head so high 
Just like a human, a real proud human being.
Won't you give me a little sip 
why won't you give me a 
Drag of that cigarette, why don't you 
Try to give me something, that I'll 
Never ever forget, but now
Could you blow it all, on a 
Million dollar bet, because you're 
Liable to lose it on a 
Best lovin' you've had yet, 
oh baby baby, oh yeah. 
It's like I'm talkin' 'bout the human race 
You're tryin' to cover up a big disgrace 
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah 
Come on, come on, come on 
Well I may think that this whole scene 
is just a too appalling for me 
Well, I may be the type who's just mad about 
Funny little thing that I see, but I can
Colour that with history, and make it 
Just what I want it to be, well I'm 
Blowin' my change on the fan magazines, 
with all the Hollywood refugees, 
oh baby baby oh yeah. 
 
Raw Power
Dance to the beat of the living dead 
You'll see baby, stay away from there. 
Raw power is sure come a runnin' to you 
If you're alone and you got the feel 
So am I baby let's roll on out ta' here 
Raw power is sure to come a- runnin' to you. 
Raw power's got a magic touch 
Raw power is much too much 
Happiness is a guaranteed 
It was made for you and me. 
Raw power, honey, just won't quit 
Raw power, I can feel it. 
Raw power, hear it, can't be spared, 
Popin' eyes and a fashion feed 
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do 
I was tryin', I was tryin' a tell ya what to do 
"And you know that ain't right." 
I look in the eyes of the seventh girl 
Fall deep in love in the underworld 
Raw power is sure to come a-runnin' to you. 
If you're alone and you got the shakes 
So am I baby and I got what it takes 
Raw power is sure to come a-runnin' to you. 
Raw power's go a healing hand, 
Raw power can destroy a man 
Raw power is so more than soul 
Got a son called rock and roll. 
Raw power, honey, just won't quit 
Raw power, I can feel it 
Raw power honey, give me a spin 
Get up baby and kiss my feet. 
Ev'rybody always tryin' a tell me what to do, 
Don't you try, don't you try o tell me what to do 
Ev'rybody always tryin' a tell me what to do, 
Don't you try, don't you try o tell me what to do 
Raw power it's got no place to go. 
Raw power honey, you don't wanna know 
Raw power is a guaranteed. O.D. 
Raw power is a laughin' at you and me 
"I wanna know." 
Can you feel it? Can you feel it? 
Can you feel it? Can you feel it? 
Raw power, raw power 
Can you feel it? Can you feel it? 
 
Ain't it Fun
Ain't it fun when you're always on the run 
Ain't it fun when your friends 
despise what you've become 
Ain't it fun when you get so high 
Well...that you just can't come 
Ain't it fun when you know 
that you're gonna die young 
It's such fun 
Ain't it fun when you taking care of number one 
Ain't it fun when you feel like 
you just gotta get a gun 
Ain't it fun when you just 
can't seem to find your tounge 
Cause you stuck it too deep 
into something that really stung 
Well, so you come up to me 
and spit right in my face 
I didn't even feel it 
It was such a disgrace 
I punched my fist right through the glass 
I didn't even feel it 
It happened so fast 
Ain't it fun when you tell her 
she's just a cunt 
Ain't it fun when you 
she splits you and leaves you on the run 
Well, Ain't it fun when you broken up 
every band that you ever begun 
Ain't it fun when you know 
that you're gonna die young 
 
Buick Makane
Buick Buick 
Buick Mackane will you 
Buick Mackane will you be my girl 
Oh, be my girl 
Rainy lady, Queen of the rock will ya 
Queen of the rock will ya 
Help me roll 
Help me roll 
To my soul 
Slider, slider 
You're just a sexual glider 
You're just a sexual glider 
Be my plane 
In the rain 
I said I know what to do 
I'm gonna fuck fuck fuck fuck you 
Fuck You!
 
Hair Of The Dog
Give me a little bit of volume on this 
Heart-breaker, soul-shaker 
I've been told about you 
Steam-roller, the midnight shoulder 
What they been sayin' must be true 
Red hot mama 
Time's come to pay your dues 
Now you're messin' with a a son of a bitch 
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch 
Now you're messin' with a a son of a bitch 
Now you're messin' with a son of a bitch 
Talking jive and poison ivy 
You ain't gonna cling to me 
Minute-taker, fall-faker 
I ain't so blind 
I can't see 
 
Attitude
Yeah! Attitude 
Some fuckin' attitude 
I can't believe what you say to me 
You've got some attitude 
Inside that bitter brain 
There's gotta be a whore 
If you don't shut your mouth 
You're gonna feel the floor, yeah! 
Attitude, what you've got 
Some fuckin' attitude 
Attitude's what you've got 
Some fuckin' attitude 
Yeah, all right 
Inside that bitter brain 
There's gotta be a whore 
If you don't shut your mouth 
You're gonna feel the mutha fuckin' guitar!
 
Black Leather
Well, she's all geared up, 
walkin' down the street. 
And I can feel the slime, 
drippin' down her sleeve. 
Well, you can't refuse and you just 
can't choose what she's gonna do. 
Well, you can't refuse and you just 
can't choose what she's gonna do. 
Well, it's late at night, 
and I'm all alone. 
And I can hear her boots 
as she's near her home. 
Well, you can't refuse 
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. 
Well, you can't refuse 
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do.
Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door. 
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore. 
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore, 
I never should asked for black leather. 
Black leather, black leather, black leather. 
And you can try to hide, 
but you won't get far. 
You can let her in, and you'll start it again 
Well, you can't refuse 
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. 
Well, you can't refuse 
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do. 
 
You Can't Put Your Arms
Around a Memory 
It doesn't pay to try, 
All the smart boys know why, 
It doesn't mean, I didn't try, 
I just never know, why.
It's isn't 'cause I'm all alone 
Oh, baby, you're not home. 
And when I'm home 
Big deal, I'm still alone.
It's so restless, I am, 
Beat my head against a pole 
Try to knock some sense, 
down 'side my bones. 
And even though it don't show, 
Those guys are so old. 
Can't put your arms around a memory, 
Can't put your arms around a memory, 
Can't put your arms around a memory. 
Don't try 
Don't try 
You're just a basket case. 
And you got no name. 
Could you live with me? 
Go on and say. 
And even though it don't show 
Those guys are so old. 
 
I Don't Care About You
I'm from south Philadelphia 
Up on Avenue C. 
I've seen empty hands that was waitin' 
to freeze up from the power at home. 
I Don't Care About You 
Fuck you! 
I Don't Care About You 
Fuck you! 
I seen Hollywood Boulevard Welfare Hotel 
And I spent the night in jail 
At the Wilkins Hotel
I seen an old man have a heart attack 
in Manhattan 
Well, he died while we just stood 
their looking at him 
Ain't he cute? 
I seen men rolling drugs 
I seen bodies in the streets 
I saw a man who was sleeping 
in his own puke 
And a man with no leg 
crawlin' down Fifth Street 
Trying to God to get something to eat 
 
Look At Your Game Girl
There's a time for living 
Time keeps on flying 
Think you're loving baby 
But all your doing is crying 
Can you feel 
Are those feelings real 
Look at your game, girl 
Look at your game, girl 
What a mad delusion 
Living in that confusion 
Frustration and doubt 
Can you ever live without the game 
The sad, sad game 
Mad game 
Just to say loves' not enough 
it can't be true 
Oh, you can tell those lies 
but you're only fooling you 
Can't you feel 
All those feelings ain't real 
Then you better stop trying 
Or you're gonna play crying 
Stop trying 
Thanks, Chas 
Jack 
 
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