Draw The Line

(Tyler/Perry)

checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game

no dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane

feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain

oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind

where to draw the line

an Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor

she was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store

she'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me

oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time

nowhere to draw the line

hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs

oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long

heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime

no dice honey, you're the salt, you're the queen of the brine

checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose

where to draw the line

checkmate, don't be late

take another pull

that's right

impossible

when you got to be yourself

you're the boss, the toss

the price, the dice

grab yourself a slice

nowhere to draw the line

I Wanna Know Why

(Tyler/Perry)

kickin' down the road

feelin' mighty slowed

with the likes of you

gettin' mighty spaced

never had a taste

of what you're goin' through

I can't bitch

went from rags to riches

then to ragtime screamin' the blues

I wanna know why

everybody's good intention

try to make a fool out of me

I wanna know why

everybody's good intention

gotta make a fool

gotta make a fool

try to make a fool out of me

swing low

sweet cherry o

when a strange love showed me the way

ya see more

can't keep a score

when the whore's comin' on for the play

E. Poe

eatin' crow

wonder if he knowed that the raven was mad

time passed

and words lost the last

of the best thing he ever had

oh play rough

can't get enough

so they try to make a fool out of me

lordy, ain't foolin' me

ya ain't ghoulin' me

ain't foolin' me

ya ain't ghoulin' me

Critical Mass

(Tyler/Hamilton/Douglas)

arriving in boats, black hooded coats

tormentors climbed into my room

I crawled under my bed, covered my head

but they're flushin' me out with a broom

the leader, she's small, pinned my ass to the wall

for my seeds or she'd be losin' her past

time after time, she'd be readin' my mind

but she never got the feelin' to last

celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it

this is the critical mass

so far so good, I heard the other say

so good so far, they're takin' me away

I drink to you, your mind, her ass

we'll take a drink and break the glass

celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it

this is the critical mass

now the tallest of two, with a brush full of blue

paints surrealist scenes on the wall

so I tell her for fun, that it's really well done

but she just ain't listenin' at all

she points to my heart, tellin' me if I'm smart

I'll practice and phase

out and admit, when the shoe doesn't fit

and I went screaming out down the hall

need it

need your love

just then I heard a poundin' on the door

we're all here, sang the voice of twenty more

I drink to you alas, we'll take a drink and break the glass

celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it

we are the critical mass

time and space, is takin' me away

time erase, don't know the time of day

Get It Up

(Tyler/Perry)

Take me on your rocking whores.

Hit the lights and shut your doors.

Grab your ankles , ev'ryone.

Ain't my way of having fun.

Can't give it up, gotta give it up,give it up, c'mon Nancy.

Can't give it up, get it up, for your fancy.

Gotta get it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy.

Can't get it up, gotta get it up, get it up,

For your fantasies

My ass don't speculate.

I'm just your slave, your master's bait.

And lots of luck into the night.

Just waitin' for the bright light fright.

Can't give it up, gotta give it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy.

Really have a good time

Really have a good time

Suckin up the moonshine.

Up underneath her clothesline.

Really have a good time.

Love me til the sun...

can't get it up, gotta get it up,

gotta get it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy.

Can't give it up, gotta get it up, get it up, get it up,

for your fancy.

Gotta get it up, get it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy.

Can't get it up, gotta get it up, get it up,

get it up and down and all around.

Take a ride and paint the town.

Slow me down and make it fast.

Scream almost and make it last.

You know you gotta really have a good time.

You know your really gonna, really have a good time.

Suckin up the moonshine.

Up underneath the her clothesline.

You know your really gonna, really have a good time.

You know you really wanna love me till the sun can't get it up. Get it up.

Bright Light Fright

(Perry)

It's the dawn of the day and I'm crashed and I'm smashed

As it is I'm feelin' like my chips are cashed

All of my clothes strewn all over the room

The crisis at hand is I'm all out of zoom

I got the sunlight blues

I can't find my shoes

The only thing on TV

Is the Good Morning News

The tricks of the night

Keepin' me in a daze

Open a bottle and I'll pull down the shades

Glance in the mirror

Back into bed

Forget that it's day, time to party again

chorus

Bright Light Fright, Bright Light Fright, Bright Light Fright, gimme the knife

Bright Light Fright, Bright Light Fright, Bright Light Fright, gimme the knife

chorus (repeat and fade)

Kings And Queens

(Hamilton/Kramer/Tyler/Whitford/Douglas)

long ago in days untold

were ruled by lords of greed

maidens fared with gold they dared

to bare their wombs that bleed

kings and queens and guillotines

taking lives denied

starch and parchment laid the laws

when bishops took the ride

only to deceive

oh I know I

lived this life afore

somehow I know now

truths I must be sure

tossin', turnin', nightmares burnin'

dreams of swords in hand

sailing ships, the Viking spits

the blood of father's land

only to deceive

living times of knights and mares

raising swords for maidens fair

sneer at death, fear only loss of pride

living other centuries

deja vu or what you please

follows true to all who do or die

screams of no reply

they died

screams of no reply

and died

died

lordy, lordy, they died

The Hand That Feeds

(Hamilton/Kramer/Tyler/Whitford/Douglas)

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Please, doctor, doctor, please

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Feel like a old disease

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Get your sweet ass off the floor

Doctor, doctor, doctor

I can't refuse any loose hearted lady anymore

I scream your name into the crowd

You feel the flame but you ain't proud

Maybe your attitude ain't right

So all that's left for me to do is bite

The hand that feeds me

Feeds me

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, please

All things you put me through

What the hell you want me to

Do all the things that uncle John needs

I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me

In the middle of, with a spittle of

Et tu like birds of a feather

When another day, love another way

Push, shove, make love, play

Never never, never ever

Never ever, never ever

Na na na na na

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Please do a-what you can

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Would you please give my life a hand

All things you put me through

What the hell you want me to

Do all the things that uncle John needs

I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me, yeah

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Please, doctor, doctor, please

Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor...

Sight For Sore Eyes

(Tyler/Perry/Douglas/Johansen)

goin' downtown, goin' down, goin' down

'neath the city, eatin' ground round

underground is pretty gritty

I turned the screw she held the light

that's when I knew she was a

sight for sore eyes

she was a sight for sore eyes

playin' no fair, sleepin' under stairs

downtown's a pity, takin' fair square

under where it's pretty gritty

I turned the screw she held the knife

oh holy Jesus, she's a sight for sore eyes

sight for sore eyes (she's a nitty gritty)

turnin' in style, walk a mile for your titty

naked foul while under there

under where it's pretty gritty

hey, don't you know people

she's a love lust hussy

she left, oh, she rust me

dear old girl

she was a sight for sore eyes

but she was sittin' pretty

a sight for sore eyes

she was a nitty gritty

sight for sore eyes

peeled back and parted

even at the start it was delight or demise

I feel like a leopard king

sight for sore eyes

she was a sight for sore eyes

Milk Cow Blues

(Arnold)

Well I tried everything

Just to get along with you

And I'm gonna tell you just

What I'm gonna do

Well I'm sick of all your cryin

When you should be leavin me alone

If you don't believe me

You pack me bags, I'm gone

Wontcha please

Don't that sun look good goin' down

You almost lost your love girl

When your ol man ain't around

Won't you please

Don't that sun look good goin' down

When your old man ain't around

Won't you please

Don't that sun look good goin' down

And you best believe I love ya baby

When your old man ain't around

round and round