-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