1.Rats in the Cellar
Lyrics：Tyler／Perry
Music：Tyler／Perry
goin' under - rats are in the cellar
goin' under - skin is turnin' yella
nose is runny - losin' my connection
losin' money - gettin' no affection
New York City blues
east side, west side blues
throw me in the slam
catch me if you can
believe
that you're wearin', tearin' me apart ＊
safe complainin' - 'cause everything's rotten
go insanin' - and ain't a thing forgotten ＊
feelin' cozy - rats are in the cellar
cheeks're rosy - skin's turnin' yella
＊＊＊ - lookin' rather lazy
see my body - pushin up a-daisies
2.Lick and a Promise
Lyrics：Tyler／Perry
Music：Tyler／Perry
Johnny come lately on a Saturday night
singin' how-de-do ＊
backstreet boogie in the house of delight
where they steal the show
the money come sour but the ladies are sweet
and it's a love affair
whole place rockin', people stompin' their feet
when the gang's all there
he gets his lovin' every night for free
he's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe
I sing na na na na na
na na na na na
Johnny liked to gamble with his lady Louise
she was a blackjack deuces are wild
he got to thinkin' 'bout his nose in the breeze
＊＊＊ Johnny looked and he smiled
he started thinkin' bout the fortune and fame
and the young girls down at his knees
he dug the money but forgot all the names
so he knew just how to appease
lick and a promise
lick and a promise
lick and a promise
he gave the ladies a lick and a promise
loose change clover in his early early years
had his poor mama pacin' the floors
he grabbed a guitar and a couple of beers
now the crowd keeps screamin' for more
3.Chip Away the Stone
Lyrics：Supa
Music：Supa
you act like a prima donna
playing so hard to get
sittin' so cool and nonchalant
draggin' on a cigarette
you keep a wall all around ya
'n I'll get through some day
'n I want your love babe, if push comes to shove
gonna chip that wall away
chip away
chip away at the stone
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own
chip away
that's what I'm gonna do
sweet little mama I wanna get next to you
you stand like a marble statue
trying to look so hard
all decked out in your antique dress
while the boys all promenade
even a rock will crumble
if you strike it night and day
if hammer I must, I'm gonna get through your crust
gonna chip that stone away
chip it, I'm gonna nip it, all night long
4.No Surprize
1971, we all heard the starter gun
New York is such a pity
But at Max's Kansas City we won
We all shot shit in the bar
With Johnny O' Toole and his scar
And then old Clive Davis said
He's surely gonna make us a star
Just the way
But with all his style
I could see in his eyes
Thet we is goin' on trial
It was no surprise
The boys kept kickin' ass
As usual time would tell
But some bitch in the choir
Threw water on the fires of hell
She loved to shove and tell
Lord, she loved to tell
But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we is still on trial
And it was no surprise
No surprise
No surprise
No surprise
Midnight lady
Situation fetal
vaccinate yo ass with yo phonograph needle
I say look it here
A friend of mine
Scratch like you need calomine
Flamingo boots, soles a creakin'
Still in love and Puerto Rican too
Ridin' on the wheels of hell
Smokin' in our axle grease
The backstage is rockin'
And we're copping from the local polica
That's right, the local police
Or the juctice of peace
But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we is still on trial
Baby, it's no surprise
No surprise
No surprise
No surprise
Rock n' roll, junkie whore
Got my foot inside the door
Knock knock, knock kncok, knock
Nobody's keepin' score
Bad time go away
Come again some other day
Topaz and sazzafraz
Will keep the blues away
Candy store, rock n' roll
Corporation jelly roll
Play the singles, it ain't me
It's programmed insanity
You Ascap, if BMI
Could ever make a mountain fly
If Japanese can boil teas
The where the fuck's my royalties
5.Mama Kin
Lyrics：Tyler
Music：Tyler
It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy.
Tell ya, honey, how I feel.
I've been dreaming,
Floatin' down stream and
Losin' touch with all that is real.
Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover
Never knowin' where ya been.
You've been fadin', always out paradin.
Keepin' touch with Mama Kin.
Well you've always got your tail on the wag.
Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon.
You act like a perpertual drag.
You better check it out,
Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon.
It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna,
And it's so hard to find piece of mind. Yes it is.
The way I see it, you've got to say shit.
But don't forget to drop me a line.
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen.
And workin' for you dad is just a drag.
He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams.
You better check it out,
Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon.
Keepin' touch with Mama Kin.
Tell her where you've gone and been.
Livin' out your fantasy,
Sleeping late and smoking tea.
It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna,
And it's so hard to find piece of mind. Yes it is.
The way I see it, you've got to say shit.
But don't forget to drop me a line.
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen.
And workin' for you dad is just a drag.
He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams.
You better check it out,
Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon.
Keepin' touch with Mama Kin.
Tell her where you've gone and been.
Livin' out your fantasy,
Sleeping late and smoking tea.
6.Adam's Apple
Lyrics：Tyler
Music：Tyler
back when Cain was able
way before the stable
lighting struck right down from the sky
a mother ship with fate said let's give it a try
conscience was related
man he was created
lady luck took him by surprise
a sweet and bitter fruit
it surely opened his eyes
well she ate it
lordy it was love at first bite
well she ate it
never knowin wrong from right
even Eve in Eden
voices tried deceiving
with lies that showed the lady the way
at first she stopped turned and tried to walk away
man he was believer
lady was deceiver
so the story goes but you see
that snake was he
she just climbed right up his tree
chorus
evil came like rainin'
who knows who's to blamin'
something tried to lay her to waste
and all she want and need was just a little taste..
chorus
7.Nobody's Fault
Lyrics：Tyler／Whitford
Music：Tyler／Whitford
lord I must be dreamin'
what else could this be
everybody's screamin'
runnin' for the sea
holy lands are sinkin'
birds take to the sky
the prophets are all stinkin' drunk
I know the reason why
eyes are full of desire
mind is so ill at ease
everything is on fire
shit piled up to the knees
out of rhyme or reason
everyone's to blame
children of the season
don't be lame
sorry
you're so sorry
don't be sorry
man has known and now he's blown it
upside-down and hell's the only sound
we did an awful job and now they say it's nobody's fault
old St. Andres
seven years ago
shove it up their richters
redlines stop and go
noblemen of courage
listen with their ears
spoke but how discouraging
when no one really hears
one of these days you'll be sorry
too many houses on the stilt
three million years or just a story
four on the floor up to the hilt
refrain
man has known and now he's blown it
upside-down and hell's the only sound
we did an awful job and now we're just a little too late
eyes are full of desire
mind is so ill at ease
everything is on fire
shit piled up in debris
california showtime
five o'clock's the news
everybody's concubine
was prone to take a snooze
8.Round And Round
Lyrics：Tyler／Whitford
Music：Tyler／Whitford
if you believe in me
like I believe in you
you wouldn't be tellin' me things
that weren't exactly true
now everythin' changes
ain't nothin' the same
I'm gettin' the strangest feelin' baby
I can't remember my name
cause the life I been livin'
and the love I been givin'
would be sure to set you spinnin'
but you ain't never touchin' ground
and I'm round and round
well it was one for all
and it was all for one
and everything that we did
never bothered no one
can you remember the days
when you were sweet sixteen
and always caught in the blaze
of someone else's dreams
I'm goin' round and round ( x 16 )
I'm goin' round and round ( x 1,000,000 )
9.Critical Mass
Lyrics：Tyler／Hamilton／Douglas
Music：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, celebraid 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
10.Lord Of The Thighs
Lyrics：Tyler
Music：Tyler
Down to who knows who, just to socialize.
I'm waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes.
You got no way to make a man honey,
You got to understand.
I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs.
Well, well, Lordie my God,
What do we got here？
She's flashin' 'cross the floor,
Make it perfectly clear.
You're the bait, and you're the hook,
Someone 'bound to take a look.
I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs.
You must of come here to find it,
You've got the look in your eyes.
Although you really don't mind it -
I am the Lord of your Thighs!
You must of come here to find it baby,
You've got the look in your eyes.
Although you really don't mind it -
I am the Lord of your Thighs!
11.Jailbait
Lyrics：Tyler／Crespo
Music：Tyler／Crespo
Baby, take me, baby, take me, baby I'm drivin' maybe
baby take me . . . .
Take it or leave it on a Saturday night
If what you see is what you get then gimme a bite
Here comes the ladies, they're so insecure
Leave it to the boys and the fool on the hill
Hey baby (？) be no jock, no third degree
Oh, jailbait
Play the foolin', play the pawn
Wake up baby I'm out the door, jailbait
I'm believin', someone talkin
Can't let go, got the hold, oh jailbait
What it is that you believe
What you got, got up your sleeve, oh
Jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait
Take it, leave it, roll the dice
You're hot as hell, I'm cold as ice, oh jailbait
Tell your daddy how you do me
Put the woodshed, do it to me, jailbait
Whatchya see in daddy's eyes
Check the voice, ain't no surprise
Jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait, jailbait
Do me, do you, tell me, would you
See me, me too, do me, do you
I ain't complainin bitch's brew
Girls in love I never knew she jailbait
Steep the chase, cold sweatin
Stick your feet up (grace go bed？？)
jailbait, j-j-jailbait, j-j-jailbait
jailbait, j-j-jailbait, j-j-jailbait
12.Train Kept A Rollin
Lyrics：T.Bradshaw／L.Mann／H.Kay
Music：T.Bradshaw／L.Mann／H.Kay
Well, on a train, I met a dame,
She rather handsome, we kind looked the same
She was pretty, from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
With a 'heave!', and a 'ho!'
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no
Well, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no
Well, on a train, I met a dame,
She rather handsome, we kind looked the same
She was pretty, from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
With a 'heave!', and a 'ho!'
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no
Well, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her
Well, we made a stop in Albequerque
She must'a thought I was a real cool jerk
Got off the train, and put her hands up
Lookin' so good I couldn't let her go
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her
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