GET IT ON

 

THIS IS THE BALLAD

FOR THE MUGGERS

AND THE DRUGGERS

AND THE TAGGERS

AND THE LATE NIGHT CITY STREET FUCKAS

 

THIS IS THE BALLAD

FOR THE CRIMMERS 

AND EASY RIDERS

AND THE FIGHTERS

AND FOR MEN 

WHO DRESS LIKE 

FEMALES

OR IN DYPERS

 

COME AND GET IT ON

 

THS ISN’T HEALING 

FOR THE STEALERS

OR DRUG DEALERS

OR BACK BENCH READERS

OR SMACK HEAD BUSINESS HIGH ROLLING GATE KEEPERS

THIS IS A RECITAL THAT IS VITAL TO GET IN MY TUNE TONIGHT

I DON’T GIVE A FUCK IF I AIN’T SELLING IT RIGHT

 

WELL FUCK THE BATTLE

I AINT CATTLE

I AINT PRAYING, NOW I  GAMBLE

NO  TV,  BAD GRAMMER 

NO LIFE STYLE , NO MATCHES.

 

I DON’T KNOW  

I AINT SURE

IF I AM PLAYING IT RIGHT 

I’LL BE ROCKING ON THE STREET TONIGHT 

 

WE’RE ALL SO DONE

FROM MAKING DEALS 

WITH A GUN

 

 

COME AND GET IT ON 

 

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 DOMINO BLITZ

 

MY OWN DOMINO IS AN ODD PLACE TO GO

FREQUENTING COMMUNISTS, NOVELISTS AND FOR LOVE WITH NO WHERE TO GO.

DON’T HAVE TO TRAVEL IN TIME BUT I’LL TRY TO EXPLAIN THIS

IT’S LIKE COLLECTING LUST FROM VIOLENCE  FOR  THE “DYING LADY OF SOHO”

 

THERE ARE NO DEVIL HORNS COMING FROM THE STEREO

WHERE CAN YOU FIND THIS BLISS?   THIS PLACE I LOVE TO GO.

 

SO SHALL I BURY YOU NOW

OR SLEEP IN SIDE THE FIST

AT THE DOMINO BLITZ

 

NO ONE IS CLOSING THIS DOWN

MY METROPOLIS TOWN

HUNTING TREASURE   WE’LL GO 

CRAWLING ON ALL FOURS LIKE A DOG  

WITH A WRESTLERS DRAMATICS.

BLINDING PASSERS BY LOOKING INTO THEIR HANDS  

ANYTHING JUST REALLY GOES

I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE SEEING THIS

THE MORE I GO TO CLUB DOMINO BLITZ.

 

OH DOMINO DOMINO DOMINO

THROUGH THE NEEDLE EYE IS YOUR LOVE TO TRUST 

THE HANDS OF VENTRILOQUISTS WILL HOLD YOU IN CONTROL

 

DON’T GET LEFT BEHIND ITS JUST A PARTY WITH MY FEW FRIENDS

I’D PUT YOU ON THE GUEST LIST BUT BABY I LOVE YOU SO.

 

BUT DON’T BROADCAST IT LIVE ON THE RADIO

IF YOU CAN FIND THIS BLISS

NOW YOU’RE HERE. YOU’LL NEVER GO

 

DON’T MIND YOU WEARING THE CROWN

OR HIDING IN MY KISS

AT THE DOMINO BLITZ. 

 

NO ONE IS TEARING THIS DOWN

OR STOPPING ME NOW 

HUNTING FOREVER WE GO

CRAWLING ON ALL FOURS LIKE A DOG

SHOOT THE MESSENGER I’VE HAD IT

NO PASSERS BY  

WITH VENTRILOQUIST HANDS

ANY THING JUST REALLY GOES.

AND THERE WON’T BE NO ONE STEALING THIS 

THE MORE I GO TO CLUB DOMINO BLITZ.

 

NO NO NO NO NO

YOU WON’T KNOCK DOWN MY DOMINO

DOMINO OH DOMINO

YOU WON’T KNOCK DOWN MY DOMINO

 

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THRILL

 

 IS THIS PARADISE BITCHES

HOLD ON TO YOUR MONEY 

TATTOOS, TEARS FOR SORROW 

LIBERATED 

 

TO CHASE THE THRILL OF LOVE

TO STAY STRONG ENOUGH 

ALL  LOVELY PEOPLE 

 GATHER ROUND

AND ALL TOGETHER SLEEP 

IF THE THRILL HAS GONE 

 

OLD HANDS ARE CLINGING

PULLING CLOSE TO THE BODIES

OF A TEMPEST SOUL

 

 THERES A THRILL IN ME

THATS STILL NOT KILLING ME

IVE SEEN ENOUGH ON THE  TV

OH CAN’T YOU SEE

 

IS THERE A NEW YORK IN ME

ANOTHER TOWN OR CITY

IN SHADOWS WE’RE DOWN ON THE KNEES

THIS PHENOMENOLOGY

AND I DON’T  TAKE PILLS FOR LOVE

AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M DREAMING OF

 I WON’T   ASK THE DUST TO BE  

NEVER ALONE

YOU’RE ON YOUR OWN

 

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 RAT BALLADS

 

 

TURN THE LIGHTS DOWN LOW

YOU’RE  CRUSHING MY STYLE 

FROM LITTLE ITALY TO BROOKLYN

I SLEPT ON THE FLOOR IN THE SOAKING RAIN

AND CALLED HOME   

AND WROTE A FEW MORE LINES

TOOK A REST FOR HUNGER

SWUNG A PENDULUM CHAIN

I WAS BROKEN  IN THE CITY AGAIN.

 

 

NEON APPEALING MY SINS, CAN’T GET AWAY TO SEE

GAS LIGHT IN MY EYES FROM THE UNDERGROUND STEAM  

I’LL WRITE A SONG LIKE BILLY WALKER, AS THE TIME SLIPS AWAY FROM ME.  OH BOY!

 

BUT DAMN THE POKER NIGHT DEALERS RIDING IN A LIMOUSINE    

QUIT WORKING AT “SLIM JIMS”  FOR LONG JOHN TO DREAM

OF A WRITTEN INVITATION TO THE GRAND OLE’OPRY .  

 

BUT GOD DAMNED THE BEAST IN US

BAD HABITS AND GREED AND I NEED IT ALL

RAT BALLADS ARE THE BEST OF ME

HOW DO I LEAVE THIS TOWN.       

 

GOD DAMNED THE BEAST IN US

A DOGMATIC PRIEST  DON’T HEAR THE LORD.  

RAT BALLADS ARE BLESSING ME 

HOW DO I LEAVE THIS TOWN   

 

 

SAIL ON NAVIGATOR AND LIVE LONG

FROM OVER THE SEA  ON BROKEN BACKS OF RATS WE CRAWL.  

LAND OF HOPE BELLS ARE RINGING. WE ARE VILLAINS OF NEW YORK 

HOWLING WIND IN THE CITY WITH OUR HOPEFUL DREAMS 

 

 

I MUST BE GETTING OLD

I’LL DIE LIKE THOSE RATS

ON  A RIDE LIKE THUNDER

OR A RUN AWAY TRAIN 

TO SPOKANE 

AND NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN.

 

LONG ISLAND FROM THE RICHES OF THE SWINGING 60’S 

ON RAIL UNDERSEA TO THE SUBWAY OF QUEENS

THERE WERE SPARKS OF HESITATION

BUT YOU BURNT YOUR NAME IN THE HEART OF ME 

 

I DON’T BELIEVE IN YOUR RELIGION, NO ONE BELIEVES IN ME.  

I THOUGHT  I FOUND A CURE WHEN YOU SAID TO ME 

IF YOU WANT TO BE A SAILER THEN DON’T BE AFRAID OF THE SEA. 

 

BUT GOD DAMNED THE BEAST IN US

BAD HABITS ARE ME AND I NEED YOU ALL

RAT BALLADS ARE ARRESTING  ME 

AND I DO BELIEVE YOU NOW       

 

GOD DAMN THE BEAST IN US

DOGMATIC. 

OH PRIEST I DON’T HEAR THE LORD.  

RAT BALLADS ARE BLESSING ME

AND FOR YOU I’LL LEAVE THIS TOWN

SAIL ON NAVIGATOR AND LIVE LONG

FROM OVER THE SEA ON BROKEN BACKS OF RATS WE CRAWL.  

LAND OF HOPE, BELLS ARE RINGING FOR THE VILLAINS OF NEW YORK, 

HOWLING WIND OF THE CITY WITH ALL MY BROKEN DREAMS.

 

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 SUMMER MOON 

 

WITH CUTS FROM A THORN 

ON HER LAST  DAY

FROM THE ROSE ON MY EMMANUELLE BED  

HER EYES BURNT LIKE SUN 

OVER LAUREL CANYON 

 

SHE SUCKED ON HER TEETH WHILE I BLUNT SHAVED

I DON’T  CARE  WHAT YOUR LAND LORD HAS SAID 

LETS KEEP THE MYSTERY 

AND KEEP  MY HISTORY FROM  STRANGERS.

 

SHE SAID IM  SUMMER MOON

MY PONTIAC DIED

AND I LEAVE TOWN TODAY

HELP ME ON  MY WAY HOME

BE MY GUIDE AND MY SAVIOUR  

 

I AM THE HEROINE

INSIDE YOUR FLAME

BUT WONT GLOW 

DOWN IN THE  VALLEY 

HER ECHO REMAINS

MILES FROM HOME    

 

SHE’S CAME LIKE THE STORM  

ON THE HIGHWAY

SHE’S WAS DAMP  SCENTED   

EUCALYPTUS AIR 

BAPTISED MY  SKIN

AND  LEFT FOR  DAMNATION.

 

I AM THE SUMMER MOON 

I STOLE MY PONTIAC 

AND CHANGED MY NAME

GET OUT MY FUCKING WAY 

I LEAVE CALIFORNIA 

 

 

OOH AWW!

I AM THE HEROINE

INSIDE YOUR FLAME

THAT WONT GLOW 

DOWN IN THE  VALLEY 

HER ECHO REMAINS

 MILES FROM HOME  

I AM YOUR HEROINE 

IGNITING  FLAME

THAT WON’T GO OUT

DOWN IN THE VALLEY 

HER ECHOS REMAIN

MILES FROM HOME

 

……………………………………………………………………………………

CLARK GABLE

 

SHE SITS ALONE 

IN HER ROOM 

ALL RED

WITH TRAIN 

TICKETS STACKED HIGH

RIGHT ABOVE HER BED

I KEEP THESE FOR TROPHIES FOR THE LIFE THAT IVE LEAD

BUT I FEEL SO ALONE

 

I ONLY WASH IN A STREAM

I ONLY SWIM IN THE SEA

DON’T EVER MENTION   DINNER

IF YOU PLAN TO DESTROY ME

I WANT A MAN JUST LIKE GABLE 

WHO ONLY DANCES FOR ME

BUT I’M STILL SO ALONE

 

WOOH

THE ELASTICS GONE

SINGING ALONE

HANGING ALONE ON A WIRE

 

SHE WOULD CRY TO SLEEP

YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE RUNNING TO ME

SHE WAS OVER THE  TABLE AND HER  LEGS WERE UNSTABLE   BUT STILL SO ALONE

 

BUT IF I TRIED TO BE

MORE LESS GRACIOUS THAN ME 

I COULD DANCE LIKE CLARK GABLE

AND I’D ONLY DANCE FOR ME 

NOW WERE ON OUR OWN 

 

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 THE FIGHT OF THE BAT AND THE PALE WHITE DOVE

 

IT’S THE LONG AND WRONG WAY HOME 

DOWN A PATH SNAKING THE RIVER

WHERE THE GODS ARE CRYING

FOR THE BUTCHER 

 

WHO’S THE KILLER?

OLD RAGS ARE TORN

TO COVER SCARS THEY HIDE FROM YOU, 

THEY RE ALL SO SCARED BUTCHER 

 

HE’S THE KILLER

AND WIGS ARE TOSSED 

AND LOVERS LOST

NO ONE IS QUITE LIKE YOUOOOH 

ALONE AND IN ….DANGER 

 

THE BUTCHER IS COMING OUT FOR YOUR BLOOD

WHERE RIVERS RUN FAST AND RIVERS FLOOD

BLIZZARDS OF RAZORS ARE FLYING ABOVE

FIGHTING LIKE  BATS AND  PALE WHITE DOVES

 

NO REMORSE WITH MY FOIL AND HORSE

THESE COLD SWEATS ARE MAKING ME SHIVER

LIKE LITTLE DOLLS LINE DANCING  

TO THE BEAT OF THUNDER

 

WHO’S THE KILLER

DO YOU HAVE TO STAB WITH NO REMORSE 

IF THEY EVER CRY FOR YOU 

OH ONCE HE WAS SO SWEET AND TENDER

 

WHO’S THE KILLER

 DON’T  CUT ACROSS 

THE BUTCHERS BLOCK

HE CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU

SO BE WISE TO REMEMBER

 

THE BUTCHER IS COMING OUT FOR YOUR BLOOD

WHERE   RIVERS RUN FAST LIKE RIVERS FLOOD 

LIKE BLIZZARDS OF RAZORS FLYING ABOVE

FIGHTING LIKE BATS AND  PALE WHITE DOVE

 

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 FROM THE HILLS

 

DELETE THIS PLEASE FROM  YOUR MOVIE.

WHERE OLD SECRETS HARBOUR

SHE TOOK ME OVER WITH SOMETHING

AND CAME TO GIVE ME SHELTER     

WE SAT DOWN AND DRANK WHISKY

HAD A LITTLE TIME   TO SHARE

SHE SAID I HAVE A CURSE 

SO DRINK TO ANOTHER WORLD

I LIKE TO SLAUGHTER THE FLAMES

OF THE ONES THAT I LOVE

 

 

NOW MAGPIES WATCH HER

DOWN ON A STREET TO NO WHERE

I CAN HEAR YOUR SCREAMING PROPHETS  

IN THE MORNING WITH NO WARNING      

 SUPERSTITION DON’T BOTHER ME

I HAVE MY OWN LITTLE ARMY.

SHE HAD A CURSE SO DRINK TO ANOTHER WORLD 

AND HAVE A MEMORIAL DAY

FOR THE ONES THAT YOU LOVE.

 

 

WITH PEACE IN THE HEART OF THE FIRE

NAVIGATING MY WAY  BY THE STARS

FROM THE HILLS I WAS RUNNING 

IT WAS NOTHING  ABOUT YOU AT ALL

SKY WAS CLEAR, THERE WAS LIFE

NAVIGATING MY WAY FROM THE WAR

DID YOU SAY ID BE NOTHING NO WITHOUT YOU AT ALL. 

 

 

WITH MY SHIRT RIPPED DOWN TO MY SKIN I BLED

OH BABY I JUST  HAD ENOUGH

DON’T YOU STOP ME

I AM WAITING FOR MORE LOVE LETTER TO COME

BETWEEN GREEN MARBLE ARCHES SHE HUNG A CLOCK

AND TURNED TO ME AND SAID 

CLOCKS DON’T REVERSE OR SPIN TO OTHER WOLRDS

OR TELL THE TIME ON DARK DAYS

OR  HAVE NUMBERS FOR LOVE

 

 

NO MORE PEACE

I’M A FIRE  

I’  M ALIVE

NAVIGATING MY WAY BY THE STARS

CANT YOU SEE

YOU’RE REALLY  NOTHING 

NO NOTHING WITHOUT ME AT ALL.

I CHOOSE FEAR.

WITH  YOUR LIES NAVIGATING MY WAY INTO WAR

NOW  YOU’LL SEE THAT I  AM SOMETHING 

AND  YOU’RE NOTHING WITHOUT ME AT ALL. 

 

  

AND DID IT MEAN NOTHING

WHEN MY SKY  WAS DYING

TRAINS AND ROUTES TO LONDON

TO SAVE  YOUR   FLOWERS FROM BURNING

 

 I CAN FEEL YOU ALL OVER

EVERY MORNING I SHOWER

YES I PUT MY MIND DOWN SOMEWHERE

BUT I STILL BLAME YOU FOR EVERYTHING 

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 WILD HORSES

 

I FEEL CHAINS ARE WRAPPING AROUND MY FINGERS

AND I FEEL YOUR COLD COLD  HEART

 

I STAND 7 INCHES TALLER THAN EVERYMAN

OVER YOU FROM THE GROUND FLOOR TO THE STARS

 

AWAY ON THE OCEAN

AND THE INSIDE A STORM

ON A CHAIN OF EMOTIONS

WITH A WISH TO DIE FOR

  

HOW MANY LETTERS HAS THE PEN

WILL I MISS YOU 

MY ONLY FRIEND

 

THE WILD HORSE WENT SOUTH TO RE OFFEND

TAKE ME WITH YOU

TO THE END

 

AWAY ON THE OCEAN

AND THE INSIDE A STORM

ON A CHAIN OF EMOTIONS

IN   A KISS YOU WISH FOR

 

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10) BROKEN DOWN SUPERSTAR

 

O’MY  BROKEN DOWN SUPERSTAR

WE DON’T  LOVE YOU ANYMORE

ARE  YOU STILL CURRENTLY IN VOGUE?

WELL I’M  SO SORRY TO SAY 

THAT WE THOUGHT YOU’D  FLOAT BUT YOU DON’T 

SO SO  LONG AND WE WISH YOU WELL.

DID YOU DIE TURN YOUR BACK OR RUN

WE HAVE OUR PIRATES WAITING FOR

MORE OF YOU OLD DIAMONDS 

WE’LL PAY TO HEAR  VIOLENCE

I’LL PROTECT YOUR FEELINGS. 

FORGET  WE TREAT YOU LIKE HELL

BUT RELAX 

WE’RE NEARLY DONE.   

JESUS  DON’T YOU COME HOME NOW

YOUR TIME HERE IS ALMOST OVER

HYSTERIA 

A DROP OF POISON 

AND MADNESS 

IS IN THE CULTURE

 

THE TOPICS ARE ALWAYS SWOLLEN

AND THEY LIVE ON THE THINGS THEY’VE STOLEN. 

 

THE ANIMATION CASUALTY LAYS TRAPS AND VIOLENT BOMBS

BECAUSE WE THEY DETEST YOU PASSIONATELY 

THOSE VISCIOUS HONEST WORDS

STAY IN CONTROL

 

 

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BURN THE WITCHES

 

FLOATING  BOTTLES 

 LIKE BOATS TO THE COAST

TO REACH  SOMEONE 

AND COME UNDONE

 

ARE LOST FROM LEAVING 

AND DON’T HAVE A  SCAPE GOAT

BUT THE INTENTION 

IS TO COME UNDONE 

 

FROM THE BEACHES    

WE’RE SAILING

AND ITS RAINING SO HARD

 

ALL ABOARD NOW COME CLOSER

AND CROSSOVER

AT NO COST

 

WHEN INTUITION SEPARATES  ME

BUT DON’T BREAK ME

NO MORE

 

BURN THE WITCHES 

ESCAPING

WHEN ITS RAINING SO HARD   

 

FROM THE BEACHES

WE’RE SAILING

AND ITS RAINING SO HARD

 

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 OUT OF THIS WORLD

 

 

CHANGING ROUTES,  BUILDING BRIDGES

WHERE EVER  RIVER  BLOOD RUNS

let go lightly to the mockery 

UNTIL THE noise of  YOUR MOUTH

ALL DAY  SINGS HALLELUJAH 

AND HIDES AWAY FROM A STORM   

AND ONLY LIFE AND  JUST WHAT YOU SEE

IS FROM THE TOWER OF LOVE?

 

 

YOU ARE REALLY OUT OF THIS WORLD

LIKE THOSE FOUR ENTERTAINERS 

PINNED TO MY WALL  

 

YOU ARE REALLY OUT OF THIS WORLD

AND NOT  THE PERFECT STRANGER

 YOU CAN’T BE    NO  MORE

  

AND WHEN  THOSE MEMORIES LINGER

JUST LIKE A SUMMER STORM

 THE AIR IS THICK WITH ENERGY

RAIN         DOWN A MIRACLE   

 

 

AND  BURN A CANDLE FOR PRESENCE

AND HIDE AWAY TO TRANSFORM 

FROM THE VICE AND   BITTER DRUDGERY

TO THE TOWER OF LOVE

 

 

 YOU ARE REALLY OUT OF THIS WORLD?

LEAVE THE THOUGHTS AND   DANGER 

AND ME ALONE.

 

 

YOU ARE REALLY OUT OF THIS WORLD

THERE ARE ENOUGH DARK STRANGERS 

AND YOU CAN’T BE ONE MORE

 

YOU ARE REALLY OUT OF THIS WORLD

YOU ARE A PERFECT STRANGER

AND YOU CAN BE ADORED

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