LYRICS & ALBUMS


Sleazy Hollywood metal band (whose name was lifted from a Russ Meyer flick) Faster Pussycat released its first album in 1987 in the explosion of the LA hard rock bands (playing with bands like Poison and Guns N'Roses) and peaked commercially two years later with the gold album, Wake Me When It's Over,hitting on MTV and the Top Forty single, "House of Pain."Although their next album, 1992's Whipped, hit #90 on the charts, and gave us the classic tune "Non Stop To Nowhere" it fell off the charts quickly; with the alternative rock explosion, the hard rock audience had changed and had no patience for Faster Pussycat's trashy glam metal. Too bad it happened altough the band still have thousands of fans around teh world.

1987 Faster Pussycat (Elektra Still Available)

1989 Wake Me When It's Over (Elektra Still Available)

1992 Whipped (Elektra)



"Nonstop to Nowhere" as recorded by
Faster Pussycat

CHORUS 1:
I'm on the lame train
I got a first-class ticket on the nonstop to nowhere
Where it takes me I don't know
I guess the tracks you make are your own

Well it's 5 o'clock in the morning And I can't fall asleep again
Times are changing and moving fast Way too fast for me
Seems like only yesterday I was skipping school and stealing gasoline

I've been talking I guess you call it Talking a white lie
One minute I'm on top of the world And the next thing you know

CHORUS 1:

Sometimes I just sit and daydream And I just slip away from here
If only I had a crystal ball Or could invent a time machine
I'd go into the future Take a good look around
And see what life has in store for me

I've been walking I guess you call it Walking a thin line
One minute I'm on top of the world And the next thing you know

CHORUS 2:
I'm on the lame train
I got a first-class ticket on the nonstop to nowhere
Where it takes me I don't know
I guess the tracks you make are your own
It's like achain gang going I know the exit
But my problems seem to follow me
Wherever I go Nonstop to nowhere

I don't believe the preachers They're just sticking out their hands
I don't believe the government And who the hell's this Uncle Sam?
Mr. Conductor Will you help me off this train?
Well I believe I'm on the wrong one and it's taking me down the drain

CHORUS 2:

"House Of Pain" As recorded by Faster Pussycat


It's a little past supper time
I'm still out on the porch step sittin' on my behind,
Waiting for you.
Wondrin' if everything's alright,
Moma said,"Come in boy, don't waste your time,"
I said,"I've got time. Well he'll be here soon."
Five years old and talkin' to myself.
Where were you? Where'd ya go? Daddy can't you tell?

Chorus.
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I'm not tryin' to fake it, and I ain't the one to blame.
No, there's no one home in my house of pain.
I didn't write these pages and my script's been re-arranged.
No, there's no one home in my house of pain.

Wasn't I worth the time?
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime and all the time,
Ilooked up to you.
I paced my room a million times.
And all I ever got was one big line, the same old lie.
How could you?
Well I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself.
Where were you? Where'd ya go? Daddy can't ya tell?