"the scars you see are products of this world"

-all style-

You don't want to be like the other kids
hangin' around downtown
And no matter what they do, your folks
can't keep you tied down
You emptied out their liquor bin
just for thrills
And you live on toast and diet pills
 Oh no!

Cos you're all style, all class
Free and wild and super fast
You get up, not down
And I've never seen you frown

You got kicked out of Sunday School
Cos your hair is green
You spent six weeks in detention
Cos you’re so mean
Your folks are thinking REHAB
Cos they don’t know what to do
But I know you’re supercool
Ain’t no fool!
 Oh No! cos…

-shakespeare-

He got no money and he got no home
He got no place to go
He got no license, no degree, got no PhD
But they’re lining up outside just to hear the man
The folks in Hollywood’ll never understand

They just fear he’s ahead of his time
Bust one for a nickel and dime
Trenchcoat pocket holds a masterpiece
Gonna make a jailbreak—Fuck this!

-get on with my kicks-

Out of constellation, out of modulation
Her frequency I’m talking about
All shook up even more than
Elvis ever allowed
My vision wasn’t clear, I couldn’t
Hear a thing then she started checkin’ me out
Come walking through the bar have another shot
You wanna rocknroll No Doubt

Cos she’s taking a chance
She’s out of Control
She’s running away
….Run away together!

Spending all our money, buzzing down the street
Leaving all the sorrows behind
Got no destination, I just can’t believe
All the trouble she can find
I know we’re going down, I can feel the heat
I think it’s just a matter of time
Forget the copper jitters, get on with my kicks
Let us cut the finest line

-no time-

Do you wanna hear the noise
Do you wanna hear the sound
And you stuck inside the classroom
The teacher always putting you down
The bell never rings and the minutes
go by too slow
I can hear your waiting for something
I know you wanna get up and leave
Got no time for no education
Got no time for detention
The bell never rings and the minutes
go by so slow…but!

Friday night will make it alright
You know the kids are alright
Friday night will make it alright
This noise can’t wait when boys
and girls are rude

-long distance luv-

Yesterday I felt so down
Today I’m feeling very well
I waited for the postman
And I finally got the mail

I’ve only seen her once
She lives a thousand miles away
But every time I get a letter
In this world I wanna stay

Long Distance love makes my loneliness
fade away for a day

She said she might come on a visit
I’m sure we’re gonna go downtown
I’m gonna show her around the city
I hope we get to mess around

I’ve only seen her once
She lives a thousand miles
Every time I get a letter
In this world I wanna stay
(what she needs is a box of pens, one-two-three
mail that never ends…come on girl)

-just the kiss of the hops-
(instrumental….that means no lyrics fool!)

-dead boys too-

There’s no light going down the lane
Drenched in booze fading through the rain
Bar is closed, whiskey almost gone
Tonight I’m out there all alone

Cos I’ve seen tis face before
The scars you see are products of this world
And I don’t know where we’re going
The scars you see are products of this world
DEAD BOYS TOO

I see some kids, they’re barely just fifteen
Swinging guns who knows where they’ve been
Running wild….
Don’t know where they’ll end up at the end

-everything I did is coming around-

1971, for me the trouble’s just begun
I threw away my career, I did it all fun
Never ever stopping what I wanted to do
Drinking, smoking, and fucking too

But it’s coming stray to me
Is gonna end up knocking me down
Cos everything I did is coming around

I got your lawyers on my back
Your daddy’s gonna counterattack
I guess that’s just the way it is
I guess that’s just my fate
Never ever stopping what I wanted to do
Cheating and stealing and swinging too
Ruining your afternoon, in fact ruining all your plans

-ain’t no stopping-

The beer is gone and someone said
“It’s time to go”
But don’t you close that door, I really want
Some more, let’s go!
I got the radio and what it takes to rockandroll
I know it’s getting late but time don’t really matter
Gotta let the good times roll

And you, should stay, baby
We can have a party of our own

You gotta go to school tomorrow, gotta wake up
And catch the bus ride
And tomorrow when I see you
and we don’t say a word It’s alright
Still got my radio and the tapes of rockandroll
So if it’s not tomorrow if it’s not today
I’m gonna hitch a ride anyway

I don’t wanna go, I’m having too much fun
I don’t wanna leave cos I feel alright!

-gotta go destructo-

We got the sand and we got the sun
And Dan Destructo he got all the fun
I’m wishing on a star, thinking about a dream
Gotta go Destructo if you know what I mean

When he’s up, he’s up
And he can’t be reached
That’s how it is being the king of the beach
(That’s how it is being king of Venice Beach)

I’m driving down alley, crusing the state
Thinking of Destructo, I ain’t gonna be late
I’m thinking of a dream, I’m wishing on a star
Gotta go Destructo, gonna drive his car

-the deal down there-

I got your number let’s go out tonight
Deliver me from misery
“Brun me with the fire that I’m looking for
or else I’m history

We go for a ride, there’s something to sell
You won’t need the lights, we’re going to hell

-come home-

Won’t you come home
Please come home
Won’t you come home
Cos I’m all alone
Remember those time, that we had together
I want them back, but now they’re all gone
But I’m trying and I’m trying
But I’m still alone

Everyday I look out the window, thinking of you
I get fooled by shadows

-it’s gotta take all the time I got-

I feel so god I feel alright
I wanna drink all night
Spending all my money on a Rebel yell
I’ll be hearing stories of the way I fell

What about tomorrow?
Tomorrow is a different day
What about myself?
Always ending up this way

Here comes a girl from another land
She said she saw me playing in a rockandroll band
Turns out she’s the daughter of this dingy place
Drinking without paying till I fell on my face

What about the daughter?
She’s right here on my bed!
The whiskey that I got for free?
It went straight to my head

It’s gonna take all the time I got
It’s gonna take all night
That’s right.



Oh Babty, Come HOME