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Kickin' down the road
Feelin' mighty slowed
With the likes of you

Gettin' mighty spaced
Never had a taste
Of what you're goin' through

I can't bitch
Went from rags to riches
Then to ragtime screamin' the blues

Chorus
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intentions
Try to make a fool outta me
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intention
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool outta me

Swing low
Sweet cherry-o
When a strange love showed me the way

You see more
Can't keep a score
When the whore's comin' on for the play

Chorus

E. Poe
Eatin' crow
Wonder if he knowed that
Raven was mad

Time passed
And words lost the last
Of the thing he ever had

Chorus

Oh, play rough
Can't get enough
So the try to make a fool out of me

Lordy
Ain't foolin' me
Ya ain't ghoulin' me
Ain't foolin' me
You ain't foolin' me

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 leades, 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

Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it
This is Critcal 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, celebrake it
This is 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 practise and phase
Out and admit, when the doesn't fit
And I went screamin' out down the hall

Need it
Need your love
Just then I heard a poundin' on the wall
We're all there, sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to your 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

Take me on your rockin' horse
Hit the lights and shut your doors
Grab your ankles, everyone
Ain't my way of havin' fun

Chorus
Can't give it up
Gotta give it up, give it up
C'mon Nancy
Can't give it up
Gotta Get It Up, Get it Up
For your fancy
Can't Get It Up,
Gotta Get It Up, Get it Up
C'mon Nancy
Can't Get It Up
Gotta Get It Up, Get It Up
Really have a good time
Really have a good time

Suckin' up the moonshine
Up underneath her clothesline
Really have a good time
Love me 'til the sun

Chorus

Get It Up and down and all around
Take a ride and paint the town
Slow me down and make it fast
Scream almost and make it last
You know you gotta
Really have a good time
You know you're really gonna
Really have a good time
Suckin' up the moonshine
Up underneath her clothesline
You know you really gonna
Really have a good time
You know you really wanna love me
'Til the sun can't Get It Up

It's the dawn of the day
And I'm crashed and I'm smashed
And it is I'm feelin'
Like my chips are cashed
All of my clothes
Strewn all over the room
The crisis at hand is
I'm all out of zoom

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I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the Good Morning News

The tricks of the night
Keepin' me in a daze
Open a bottle
And I'll pull down the shades
Glance in the mirror
Back into bed
Forget that it's day
Time to party again

(Chrous)

Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Give me the night
(Repeat)

Repeat Chorus

Long ago in days untold
Were ruled by lords of greed
Maidens fair, with gold they dared
To bare their wombs that bleed
Kings And Queens and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchments laid the laws
When bishops took the ride

Only to deceive

Oh I know I
Lived this life before
Somehow I know now
Truths I must be sure
Tossin' turnin', nightmares burnin'
Dreams of swords in hand
Sailing ships, the Viking spits
The blood of father's land

Only to deceive

Living times of knights and mares
Raising swords for maidens fair
Sneer at death, fear only loss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vъ or what you please
Follows true to all who do or die
Screams of no reply
They died
Screams of no reply
And died
Lordy, Lordy, they died

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please, doctor, doctor, please
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Feel like an old disease
Get your sweet ass off the floor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
I can't refuse any loose hearted lady anymore

I scream your name into the crowd
You feel the flame, but yo ain't proud
Maybe your attitude ain't right
So all that's left for me to do is bite
The Hand That Feeds me
Feeds me

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, please

All things you put me through
What the hell you want me to
Do all the things that uncle John needs
I ain't the dog that bites the Hand That Feeds me

In the middle of, with a spittle of
Et tu like birds of a feather
When another day, love another way
Push, shove, make love, play
Never never, never ever
Never ever, never ever
Na, na...

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please do a-what you can
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Would you please give my life a hand

All the things you put me trough
What the hell you want me to
Do all the things that uncle John needs
I ain't the dog that bites The Hand That Feeds me, yeah

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, please

(Repeat)

Goin' downtown, goin' down, goin' down
'Neath the city, eatin' ground round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held the light
That's when I knew she was a

Sight For Sore Eyes
She was a Sight For Sore Eyes

Playin' no fair, sleepin' under stairs
Downtown's a pity, takin' fair square
Under where it's pretty gritty
I turned the screw, she held the knife

Oh, holy Jesus, she's a Sight For Sore Eyes
Sight For Sore Eyes
She's a nitty gritty

Turnin' in style, walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Under where it's pretty gritty
Hey, don't you know people
She's a love lust hussy
She left, oh she rust me
Dear old girl
She was a Sight For Sore Eyes
But she was sittin' pretty
A Sight For Sore Eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight For Sore Eyes
Peeled back and parted
Even at the start it was delight or demise
I feel like a leopard king
Sight For Sore Eyes
She was a Sight For Sore Eyes

Well I've tried everything
Just to get along with you
And now I'm gonna tell you
Just what I'm gonna do
Well I'm sick of all your cryin'
When you should be leavin' me alone
If you believe in me
You pack me bags, I'm gone

Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
You almost lost your love girl
When your old man ain't around

Chorus
Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
And you best believe I love you baby
When your old man ain't around

Repeat Chorus

Round and round...