All songs written by Scott Weiland, SLASH, Duff, Matt Sorum, Dave Kushner.
"Dirty Little Thing" written by Scott Weiland, SLASH, Duff, Matt Sorum,
Dave Kushner, Keith Nelson. "Can't Get It Out of My Head" written by
Jeff Lynne (ELO). "Psycho Killer" written by David Byrne, Chris Frantz, Tina Weymouth
(Talking Heads).
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"Money"
(Written by Roger Waters, Original recording by Pink Floyd)
(Recorded by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for movie The Italian Job)
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.
Money, it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.
Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.
Money, it's a crime.
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away.
"HuHuh! I was in the right!"
"Yes, absolutely in the right!"
"I certainly was in the right!"
"You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a
bruising!"
"Yeah!"
"Why does anyone do anything?"
"I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!"
"I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking
why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and
screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"
"Set Me Free"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for movie The Hulk))
(Also appears on Contraband, VR's debut album)
You operate and motivate on synthetic fuel.
You're mother nature and an atom bomb.
As long as you're kept full of pretty bodies.
Your little secret will be safe with me.
Around again insane again, it comes again and sets me free.
So set me free, set me free cuz I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free.
You're kept alive and polarized with one thing in mind.
Metabolize everything that you see.
But now and then or a little later
Now I'm gonna take you down with me.
Around again insane again, she comes again and sets me free
So set me free, set me free cuz I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free
So set me free, set me free cuz I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free
So take me down, take me down, down, down, down
Take me down, take me down
So take me down, take me down, down, down, down
Take me down, take me down
So set me free, set me free cuz I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free
Set me free, set me free cuz I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free
So set me free, set me free cuz I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free
So set me free, set me free cuz I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free
My Freedom
"Slither"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
"Slither" is the first single off this album.)
Hey Hey Hey
When you look right through me
Cut the rope, fell to my knees
Born and broken every single time
Always keep me under finger
That's the spot where run to me
Might see sometime of pleasure in my mind
Yeah, here comes the water
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see
Hey Hey Hey
When you seek me, you'll destroy me
Rape my mind and smell the poppies
Born and bloodied every single time
Yeah, here comes the water
It's come to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see
Like holy water
It only burns you faster than you'll ever dry
This time with me
When you look you see right through me
Cut the rope I fell to my knees
Born and bloodied every single time
Hey Hey Hey
"Sucker Train Blues"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
Hands are shakin got your finger on the trigger
Jesus ain't complainin gonna figure it out
Somebody raped my tapeworm abortion
Come on motherf*ckers and deliver the cow
Brain and body melting while there's roaches multiplying
It's the alien infection it's the coming of Christ
All these sentimental halos and these consequential angels
When I'm runnin with the devil don't deliver the fight
Don't look at me now
Fell too fast your wings won't hold
Don't look at me now
Fell too fast your wings won't hold
Yeah and when I want to
Yeah I will blind you
Brains are frying while the kings and queens are dying
Satan won the race and the miracle mile
Somebody raped my tapeworm abortion
Come on motherf*ckers and deliver the cow
It's all over me now
Let me go, let me go, let me go
What's come over me now
Let me go, let me go, let me go
It's all over me now
Let me go, let me go, let me go
What's come over me now
Johnny sat down beside the old oak tree
Cut off his hand what did he see
All of the animals are dead
The rats have crawled through his house and out through their head
One of them at a hole in the sky
To believe this would be a fate worse than dying
"Do It For The Kids"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
Went too fast I'm out of luck and I don't even give a f*ck
I wanna be your manchild
Let's all go it hog-wild
She said I'll see you later
I always gravitate to her
Let's all meet at the station
No heavy concentration
We could all hook up there
The kids are all alright there
Should we go out later
Showtime for strangers
Dontcha give a f*ck anymore
She's given up on you now
Do it for the kids they say
It ain't about you anyway
I say we're all grown up now
And sex ain't so safe now
It's all in the groove they say
Doesn't matter anyway
Keep me runnin' like a deer in the headlights
All for nothing I thought
Just the ransom I had bought
About the day I tried to tame her
Never tried to blame her
Just a game that I had bought
Let's all meet at the station
No heavy concentration
The kids are all alright there
(Went too fast I'm out of luck
and I don't even give a f*ck)
Showtime (showtime) for strangers
(Went too fast I'm out of luck and
I don't even give a f*ck)
"Big Machine"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
I don't know
Because she says so
He's a faggot boy
The TV says so
He's a junkie piece of shit
because he says so
All that first-class jet set brings me down, down, down
All that first-class drug shit brings me down, down, down
It's a big machine, it's a big machine
We're all slaves to a big machine
All tied up to a big machine
I got houses
got cars
I got a wife
I got kids
Got money in the bank
Get away without borders
I'm a slave, New World Order
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be
Hope I teach my son how to be a man
Now before he hits 35
Comic book lives don't really have any real life do they now
"Illegal i Song"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
One fine day
I'll settle down
When you bloody me
I ran aground
With my broken face
And fisticuff
F*ck the rest and
All their stuff
I - don't - anymore
I - don't - anymore
Just look and you'll
See me
Lying there
Lying there
Just look and you'll
See me
Lying there
Lying there
Another way
A battle ground
A ready teller whore
Who makes no sound
Keep the money bitch
Keep the stuff
Fly around the world
And keep it up
I - don't - anymore
I - don't - anymore
It's killing time on the streets
All hate Sunday
"Spectacle"
Take two to break and three to go
Hold me back you spectacle
(Mother F*cker yeah)
Kick me down with broken bones
You picked a fight now stand your ground
You talk about it
Don't know what you want
In the back of someone else's car
You write the list
Well write me off
Rocket bitch is blasting off
(Right on target yeah)
Boots laced up I'm here to go
In the end I'll stand alone
You talk about it
Don't know what you want
In the back of someone else's car
You lied about it
Bled another heart
Then began to fall apart
It rains and you fall back down again
It begins to rain and I'll knock you right back down again
You incessant bitch you lied in wait for the last time now
I'm standing now
I'm standing now
I'm standing now
"Fall to Pieces"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
It's been a long year
Since you've been gone
I've been alone here
I've grown old
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling
Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces
I keep a journal of memories
I'm feeling lonely, I can't breathe
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling
All the years I've tried
With more to go
Will the memories die
I'm waiting
Will I find you
Can I find you
We're falling down
I'm falling
"Headspace"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
Me
I'm a man
Who is trudging
Best I can
Through a minefield
Built to blast
Can I make it
Will I last
Free my mind
Levitate
Don't let any of those f*ckers in my headspace
Please
Let me be
No more questions
No more needs
You're the cancer
You're the leech
Sent to bleed me
Of disease
Free my mind, levitate
Don't let any of those f*ckers in my headspace
Let me go my own way
Burn the rest of them that try to keep me enchained
Living takes chances
Isn't all that it's meant to be
Dying with your face on
A t-shirt isn't all that's original
Me
I'm the man
Will I make it
Will I last
"Superhuman"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
I'm a superman
I wanna be your superman
I'm a superman
I wanna be your superman
What you get is a crash course to be a man
But a man is a destination never known
Sometimes dressed up like a red hot lady in pumps
Don't think she can get enough
Always fell like she's runnin on a hamster wheel
Getting high, crashing cars and makin mistakes
Keepin her face packed with cocaine
Her face is numb your faith is gone
I'm travelin on now
I'm makin plans now
Cocaine
Alcohol
Lady-lay
Withdrawal
Keep it comin in a world that's blown up wild
Keep it comin in a world that's bred her style
We're all runnin from the goose she's high on cocaine
There's a noose swimmin right between her legs to her brain
We're all in need of a superhuman woman now
We're all in need of a superhuman woman now
So rodeo, rodeo, rodeo, rodeo
Throw the rope around her neck and get the show on the road
What's she thinkin
She'll never get enough
"You Got No Right"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
I fell through the ice
She won't be coming back too soon
It never wins to lie
She said you'll never have no rights
I've took it farther on the outside
I've took it nearly to the brink
And if you've seen me on the outside
You would have barely seen me breathe
Funny right here I find myself
Inside a paper cup
Without a warning or a reason it's a treason
With no answer
You got no right
To keep me waiting here
You got no right
To keep the pain in here
That holds the crown
And if I fall apart on the outside
(You really don't believe me)
And if I take it to the brink
And if I fall apart on the outside
(Your really don't believe me)
You would have barely seen me breathe
And if I meet you out tonight
Will you be loving me forever
It's always over after the night
It's always colder after the night
I broke through the ice
She won't be coming back again
It's been a year and a night
"Dirty Little Thing"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
Can't stop thinkin musta been trippin this evening
My mind is racing demons and all of my feelings are numb
Yeah and when I roll with my head in the wind
And I feel like the king of the
Dead men wishin they had gotten together with you girl
But you're a dirty little liar with a message of obsession to come
You got your head in the clouds and your world's upside down
Get away from the life you're living
Get away from the man that's stealing your life
Get away from the drugs you're taking
Get away from the film of sex in your life
Can't stop drinking I'm cold kicking and bleeding
The wine is numbing feelings and all of my memories are gone
"Loving the Alien"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2003, for their album Contraband).
Sometimes I think I'm scared
Sometimes I know
I feel like making love
Sometimes I don't
I feel like letting go
Maybe not
I feel like giving up
Is all we got
Sometimes is all the time
And never means maybe
Sometimes is all the time
Maybe
And I'm moving on
and I'm moving on
(Sometimes I feel alone)
And I'm moving on
And I'm moving on
Sometimes I make believe
When we're alone
Machines have taken hold
Can you get me to a telephone
It's just the little things
You used to see
Am I still that man who makes you who you want to be
I never noticed
How lovely were the aliens
Lovely were the aliens
I never noticed
How lovely were the aliens
Lovely were the aliens
I never noticed
Lovely were the aliens
Lovely were the aliens
"Let It Roll"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
She's the one with lips like candy, candy
Like a dog well I'm a coming running
She got eyes that burn right through me, through me
She told me her name calls herself Candy, Candy
Can't burn her out of my head
Drink her off of my mind
Let it roll
Let it roll
She got a head that makes you want more of it
Lipstick smile that tastes of cherry brandy
She's more than quite insane
That makes you want her badly
Can't burn her out of my head
Drink her off of my mind
Can't burn her out of my head
Drink her off of my mind
Let it roll
Candy O
Can't burn her out of my head
Drink her off of my mind
Candy, Candy, Candy, Candy, Candy O
Let it roll
Candy O
Let it roll
Candy O
Let it roll
Candy O
"She Mine"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
Love songs keep pumpin' on the radio
You split on Monday
Took your machine that kept me afloat
Now you're back it's Tuesday
I call it love insanity
I call it my reality
She mine
Mine all mine
She mine
Mine all mine
Cool kids keep movin' as the car explodes
Roll around on Sunday
Dual diagnosis is the way to go poppin' pills like candy
I call it love insanity
I call it my reality
She mine
Mine all mine
She mine
Mine all mine
While away
Our old mistakes
Break the fray
Change
She mine
Mine all mine
She Mine
Mine all mine
"Get Out The Door"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
Come on closer
Won't you tell me what you got
Wait a minute girl
You're something that you're not
Big cities screaming
Driving feathers to and fro
Brass in pocket
Thought you hit it when you walked up to my door
I've been down this road so long
Seen miles and miles of freaks before
Get out the door
Get out the door!
Gonna kick you when I saw what you were packing
Gonna kick it out the door
Get out the door
Gonna kick you when I saw what you were packing
Gonna kick it out the door
Like the transformers girl there's more than meets the eye
Another beer and then I mighta end up buyin'
The city screams it's full of Angelos and Toms
Never underestimate the danger of Sunset Boulevard
I've been down this road so long
Seen miles and miles of freaks before
Get out the door
Get out the door!
Gonna kick you when I saw what you were packing
Gonna kick it out the door
Get out the door
Gonna kick you when I saw what you were packing
Gonna kick it out the door
I've been down this road so long
That miles and miles of freaks before
Think I stop and think I strong
But never could I been so wrong, so wrong
"She Builds Quick Machines"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
Hold fast little love
Burn it strong let it roam
Ice cold desert snow
She build a quick dream
Sister keep her motor clean
Sunday visits and a wet machine
She's always quick to fight
We'll break her through tonight
I can feel it when you pull straight down
I can feel it when they stood their ground
Roll over right
Keep it through the night
Right, right, keep it through the night
Right in my sight, keep it through the night
I'll smash right through your spotlight
She ran away to Texas
To keep away the excess
Old ex in Vegas, dope, back taxes
She burn through inheritance
Danced across America
At the all-night sex show so far from home
I can feel it when you pull straight down
I can feel it when they stood their ground
Roll over right
Keep it through the night
Right, right, keep it through the night
Right in my sight, keep it through the night
I'll smash right through your spotlight
What you give is what you take
What you bleed is what you break
I'd bleed for you I'd steal for you
I'd take
I'd take
"The Last Fight"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
Time feels like I've been back in jail
Like when I was doing time in the can
Spend all night on a bended knee
Just to beg for something to believe
Left home with a pack of clothes without a
Family tree
This fight could be the last fight
No giving and no winning
One time could be the all the time
Should we decide to end the misery
Time heals all of the burned out bridges
Filled with nothing more than misery
With the mask of the unbattled son
Trying to beg for something to believe
Left home with a pack of clothes without a
Family tree
This fight could be the last fight decide to end the misery
Break the chains of featherweights and giants
With the stain forever lasting liars
They're afraid when we spit out the fire
And start living
This fight could be the last fight
No living and no winning
One time could be the all the time
Should we decide to end the misery
This fight could be the last fight
No giving and no winning
One time could be the all the time
Should we decide to end the misery
"Pills, Demons & Etc."
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
You, you got the skills you got the pills
You're getting older
You got the weight of all that's left you on your shoulder
But the world still waits for you
Though you stare right through me
You got your demons and your ways of life
You could pull the trigger and
You'd end the strike
I got the news you had the blues you bought a ticket
To the one place that I won't be going to visit
What the fuck were you thinking of
Now I stare right through you
You got your demons and your ways of life
You could, pull the trigger and
You'd end the strike you got your demons and you got your fancy wine
It would go down easy if you'd
Spend the night
You got your demons and your ways of life
You could, pull the trigger and
You'd end the trigger and
You'd end the strike
You got your demons and you got your fancy wine
It would go down easy if you
Spend the night
"American Man"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
Freedom the naked power
Weakened by the ages
Raped but not forgotten
All its supple secrets
Gods and liberations
Those that try to use it
Are those that try to sheath it
Wide awake
Yes I am the American man yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Free men
Haunted by the music
Ghosts of generations
Beat the drums for freedom
Those who toiled and suffered
Now those they try to suffer
Wide awake
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Where to begin
Bred to win
Where do I go
The soul worn off my skin
So...
I cut out the hole
In my soul I know is
You
So are we ready
Ready to lose
I know I feel, feel, feel
Inside the walls
The iron walls protect the souls
Of my old boots
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
Yes I am the American man
"Mary Mary"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
Got a feelin' feelin' in your eyes
Got a fever, fever, fever in your thighs
In your thighs
Mary, Mary, Mary by my side
Got time and love the kind you cannot buy
Cannot buy
Black boots strong legs got style
My baby knows the walk you see her come for miles
Come for miles
Come for miles
(ooh's)want to find out what you're saying
Want to play the games you're playing
Mary, Mary, on my mind (get back Sugar Baby)
Mary, Mary, on my mind (get back Sugar Baby)
Mary, Mary, on my mind
Modern lover, modern kind
When we close the door we're never out of time
Out of time
Black hair, red lips, brown eyes
Can't tell you how it feels that you're mine,o mine
Mine o' mine
(ooh's) want to find out what you're saying
Want to play the games you're playing
Mary, Mary, on my mind (get back Sugar Baby)
Mary, Mary, on my mind (get back Sugar Baby)
Mary, Mary, on my mind
Baby, baby, baby's on my mind when we close the door we're never out of time
Out of time
(ooh's) want to find out what you're saying
Want to play the games you're playing
Mary, Mary, on my mind (get back Sugar Baby)
Mary, Mary, on my mind (get back Sugar Baby)
Come on out
Get on out
"Just Sixteen"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
At school the teacher saw
The talent in your eye
So pleased to meet you
So young, so pretty, so unsatisfied
Under the bleachers sat
The kid and Mrs. Jones
He's her favorite secret
Duly disconcerted lovers 101
We ain't got nothin' to hide, hide
We ain't got nothin' to hide, hide, hide
We ain't got nothin' to hide, hide
We ain't got nothin' nothin' nothin' to hide
Oh you say it's wrong, you say what you do
You do, you do
Oh you say we're wrong, you say what we do
We do, we do
Oh you say it's wrong, you say what you do
You do, you do
Oh you say we're wrong you say what we do
We do, we do wrong
We do wrong
You do wrong
Rolling in the street lights
In his old man's ride
Head in his lap going, up and down
Up and down, oh no, cop lights
Standing in the courthouse
In front of God and every child
She said Your Honor I plead to
The crime of being satisfied
We ain't got nothin' to hide, hide
We ain't got nothin' to hide, hide, hide
We ain't got nothin' to hide, hide
We ain't got nothin' nothin' nothin' to hide
Oh you say it's wrong, you say what you do
You do, you do
Oh you say we're wrong, you say what we do
We do, we do
Oh you say it's wrong, you say what you do
You do, you do
Oh you say we're wrong you say what we do
We do, we do wrong
I'm kinda feeling in love
I'm kinda feeling in love
I'm kinda feeling in love
I'm kinda feeling in love
I'm kinda feeling in love
I'm kinda feeling in love
I'm kinda feeling in love
I'm kinda feeling in love
Oh you say it's wrong, you say what you do
You do, you do
Oh you say we're wrong, you say what we do
We do, we do
Oh you say it's wrong, you say what you do
You do, you do
Oh you say we're wrong you say what we do
We do, we do wrong
We do wrong
We do wrong
We do wrong
We do wrong
We do wrong
We do wrong
We do wrong
We do wrong
We do wrong
"Can't Get It Out of My Mind"
(Written by Jeff Lynn for the Electric Light Orchestra (ELO), and recorded by
Velvet Revolver for their album Libertad).
Moonlight on the water
I saw the ocean's daughter
Walkin' through the burnin' rain
Hopin' just to know her name
And I can't get it out of my head
No I can't get it out of my head
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cause I can't get it out of my head
Breakdown on the shore line
Can't move, I'm been paralyzed
Morning don't get here till night
Searching for her silver light
And I can't get it out of my head
No I can't get it out of my head
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cause I can't get it out of my head
Out of my head
Bank job in the city
Robin Hood and William Tell and
Ivanhoe and Lancelot
They don't envy me
Sitting still I want to drown
In my dreams the world keeps going round and round
And I can't get it out of my head
No I can't get it out of my head
Now my old world is gone for dead
'cause I can't get it out of my head
Out of my head
"For A Brother"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
Can't rise from the bottom
Time flies when ya got it
Your time has receded
Wasted
Could have should and been
And didn't
I've given up my hand for a brother
Given up a hand for free
I've risen and forgiven and I've pronounced
But you set yourself free
Nose dive
Crash to the bottom
Angel
Your wing was always broken fought for
Rights of the prophets
Not for
The spirit of your daughters
Didn't
I've given up my hand for a brother
Given up a hand for free
I've risen and forgiven and I've pardoned like time stopped
Seems like I'm slow dancing
Closed
I'm free
Free, yeah
I'm free
Free, yeah brother
I've bitten off my hand for a brother
Given up a hand for free
I've risen and forgiven and I've pardoned
But you set yourself off the shit you steal
You perished for religious and forgotten
Daughters that you couldn't see
Given up my hand
(You set yourself free)
Given up my hand for free
Given up my hand
(You set yourself free)
But you set yourself free
"Spay"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
Wasted all a disgrace
Rearranged the pretty messes
Pray on your abandoned knee
To fucked up pleasures
To the kids with king of rights
Underneath the night tonight
You would rather spite your face
Than change your life
Spay
Why won't you
Why won't you
Why won't you spay yourself
Spay
Why won't you
Why won't you
Why won't you spay yourself
Blitzkrieg the bitches bald
May the trophy sell the gold
Pay the toll of sell your soul
Come one come all
When the bill is on collections
Pepper holes and ugly messes
The singer sings of diamond things
And all excesses
Spay
Why won't you
Why won't you
Why won't you spay yourself
Spay
Why Won't you
Why won't you
Why Won't you spay yourself
There is a love that still doesn't lease
Through the night
Heed all your baggage
And consume all your life
Spay
Why won't you
Why won't you
Why won't you spay yourself
Spay
Why won't you
Why won't you
Why won't you spay yourself
Spay
Why won't you
Why won't you
Why won't you spay yourself
"Gravedancer"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
She's all that I see
And all that I breathe
Take a breathe and hold her in
As her shadow's whispering
I can hear the laughter
Knowing what they're after
While she flies right beside me
On many broken wings
Take, take a look around
She's a pretty good dancer
She dances on my grave
Every time it goes down
Every time she comes down
Every time we fall down
She dances all over me
She's the world at my feet
The sun that gives heat
Take a rest and hold her near
Or she'll float away from here
Cause I'm knowing what your fearing
And a sentimental jury
And every mile that guides you
I'll watch over everything
Take, take a look around
She's a pretty good dancer
She dances on my grave
Everytime it goes down
Everytime she comes down
Everytime we fall down
She dances all over me
And the dance that we do
Is just another way for you to roll over me
And the bed that we're sharing
Is the home that I wanna bring you want to feel you
I don't want to hear you
"Psycho Killer"
(Written by David Byrne, Chris Frantz, Tina Weymouth. Original recording by Talking Heads)
(Recorded by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for Australian single Melody and the Tyranny)
I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I
Can't relax
I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire
Psycho Killer
Qu'est Que C'est
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Run run run run run run run away
Psycho Killer
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
You start a conversation you can't even finish it.
You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?
Psycho Killer,
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho Killer
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir la
Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la
Realisant mon espoir
Je me lance, vers la gloire ... OK
We are vain and we are blind
I hate people when they're not polite
Psycho Killer,
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho Killer,
Qu'est Que C'est
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
Run run run run run run run away
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh....
"Gas & A Dollar Laugh"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
They lost imagination
Designer institution
The...revolution
Don't see no resolution
They got their arms around hers
We got our arms around it
They barely got each other
Dance
Dance
Dance little hooker shake it
Dance, or you will be branded
You're the one that is so mistaken
You're a gas and a dollar laugh
You're a gas and a dollar laugh
She's alright
It's automatic tonight
Yeah it's alright
Self exposed hunger strike
Just hold tight you'll see the sun and you'll feel alive
She's alright
Lost in a world she holds tonight
Dance
Dance little hooker shake it
Dance, or you will be banded
You're the one that is so mistaken
You're a gas and a dollar laugh
You're a gas and a dollar laugh
"Don't Drop That Dime"
(Written by Velvet Revolver, 2007, for their album Libertad).
As soon as I walk through the front door
You're drunk on the vine
You're the craziest bitch I'll ever find
Like I said I walk in the front door
Sometimes she chase me in through the out door
Don't start that shit tonight
The police ain't that kind
And when I lay there in a dream
It's all their faces that I see
Don't drop that dime
Don't drop that dime
Sweet Caroline o' mine
Don't drop that dime on me tonight
Don't drop that dime on me tonight
It all begins with that old sinkin' feelin'
Then we start drinkin' rye
I can smell the crazy comin' out in that hard rainy night
Like I said when I walk through the front door
Another woman, she was parked at the back door
I'll get busted, yeah I probably get busted
Once or twice before, yeah
And when I lay there in a dream
It's all their faces that I see
Don't drop that dime
Don't drop that dime
Sweet Caroline oh mine
Don't drop that dime on me tonight
Oh the pain, so sweet
Oh the game, so mean
I caught your lie
I caught your lie
I drove all night
You cherish whispers when I sleep
Don't drop that dime
Don't drop that dime
Sweet girl of mine, oh my
Don't draw that gun on me tonight
Don't drop that dime
Don't drop that dime
Sweet girl of mine oh my
Don't draw that gun on me tonight
Don't drop that dime
Don't drop that dime
Don't shoot that gun
Don't shoot that gun at me tonight
Don't drop that dime
Don't drop that dime
Don't shoot that gun oh my
Don't shoot that gun at me tonight
Don't shoot that gun at me tonight
