Love - Hate : Blackout in the Red Room

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1. Blackout In The Red Room

so you're going drinking tonight
it's party time
gonna turn bad to maybe

so you're gonna paint the town red
it's party time
gonna turn bad to maybe

blackout in the red room
blackout in the red room

so you say you can't remember
it's party time
so you say you can't remember

so you woke up blind
it's party time
so you say you can't remember

blackout in the red room
blackout in the red room
blackout in the red room

2. Rock Queen

I got my wine
get out of my way
get a chip on my shoulder
had a real bad day
met a little girl
just thirteen
she's a knock-down blue-eyed slut psycho-virgin tease

rock queen, thirteen, buxom blonde, bad dream
let me touch your cookies - let me eat your cookies - now

got some time
won't go wrong
sittin' on the sidewalk
singing songs
take my baby home
on the scene
turns out she's a koochie-koochie-koochie

rock queen, thirteen, buxom blonde, bad dream
let me touch your cookies - let me eat your cookies - now
rock queen, thirteen, buxom blonde, bad dream
let me touch your cookies - let me eat your cookies - now


3. Tumbleweed

I'm tumblin', tumblin' round
I'm tumblin', my feet don't touch the ground
'cause I got no, got no place to go
maybe if I did I'd settle down my roots would grow

I'm a tumbleweed

I'm tumblin', tumblin' round
I'm tumblin' like a wind blowin' through your town
got a sharp thorn sticking in my side
on this dusty road I'm goin' for a ride
I'm a tumbleweed

tumbleweed bad seed
no one I need
tumbleweed bad seed
got a home on a ghost town highway
ooh I'm a tumbleweed

I'm tumblin', tumblin' round
I'm tumblin' someday I will be gone
when I grow old, grow old and pass away
just spread my ashes on a windy day
I'm a tumbleweed

tumbleweed bad seed
no one I need
tumbleweed bad seed
got a home on a ghost town highway
'cause I'm a tumbleweed

4. Why Do You Think They Call It Dope

nighttime, shooting star, the sun started to rain
trees lost branches, gurus' trances, black-brassiered dancers
little dears
showdown's coming, it's no joke, mouth is runnings, it's a stroke
that's what I think when I'm so fucked up I can't even find the door

why do you think they call it dope?
why do you think they call it dope?

when your heart beats fast, you're so broke, in your car with the red
lights flashing
look sincere, smell like beer, roach in the ashtray
going to the pokey
thirty days later, ten bucks left, hands are shaking
looking for a dime bag

why do you think they call it dope?
why do you think they call it dope?

dirty little dopers on dope so bad
dirty little dopers on dope so bad

when two and two turn into five you'll probably see it my way
when bad is good, like it should, things turn upside down
some people say it's hip to say no, my town it's green light go
for party rockin' angels now it's trigger happy
slang-bang-pow

why do you think they call it dope?
why do you think they call it dope?
why do you think they call it dope?
why do you think they call it dope?

5. Fuel To Run

smash bam bif boom crack
party still goin' six in the mornin'
jim beam, courvoisier and jack
we're goin' down

I need some fuel
I need some fuel
I need some fuel to run
I need some fuel to run

yo Zeke stop! at the liquor store
we want some more
I'd like to introduce you do my fifth
that's who I'm with

I need some fuel
I need some fuel
I need some fuel to run
I need some fuel to run
I need some fuel to run
I need some fuel to run

I'm free to exercise my downward mobility
I'm free to exercise my downward mobility
my downward mobility

I need some fuel to run
I need some fuel to run
I need some fuel to run
I need some fuel to run


6. One More Round

black-out Bill, he's my bud, he brings over Jack
in the car to the whisky
it's 1:30, stinking drunk, 50 cents in my pocket
turn around - vicky!
on the cuff, on the house, line 'em up, line 'em down
one more round

quarter of two, what to do
sharks start to circle my my my my my my my
last call alcohol, time we said bye-bye
my my my my my my my - vicky!
on the cuff, on the house, line 'em up, line 'em down
one more round

she said "start trottin' boy, my friends are thirsty"
start trottin' boy, my friends are thirsty
start trottin' boy, my friends are thirsty

14 yellow roses, windows for the light

one more round
one more round
one more round
one more round


7. She's An Angel

she's tryin' to have a good time
even though these are the bad times
she's tryin' to get in - she wants out
doin' some time for small crimes to herself
sitting by a window - breathin' on the glass
time will tell, time will pass
'cause when you're young sometimes little things seem larger than life

she is a wild wind blowin' - she's my thunder and rain
she is a hurricane
they think she's insane
but she's an angel
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
they'll lock you away
they'll lock you away

mommy takes the strings off your bass
so you won't hang yourself
could things be so bad
when you're lovin' life with everything you have

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah

she is a sunbeam shinin' - think it's gonna rain
sure she's feelin' pain
they think she's insane
but she's an angel
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
they'll lock you away
they'll lock you away
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
they'll lock you away

she's on drugs yeah she's on fire
they all say that she's a liar
sure she's lookin' for trouble
and now she's seein' double

she is a sunbeam shinin' - think it's gonna rain
sure she's feelin' pain
they think she's insane
but she's an angel
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
they'll lock you away
they'll lock you away
they'll lock you away
they'll lock you away

she's tryin' to have a good time
even though these are the bad times

8. Mary Jane

don't you worry, don't feel no pain
just wrap your lips around her
don't you fret none, don't feel no shame
we're gonna roll 'er up, mary jane

she's my baby rocket stone her eyes are green
she smells like candy and her number is 13
they say she's growin' wild, wild like a weed
they say she's loco crazy
there's somethin' I best tell you
I'm loco crazy too

mary jane, I want you; mary jane, I need you

and I heard you were lookin' for some action
and I think I got just what you need
and we were sittin' in a circle
passin' round and round

mary jane, I want you
mary jane, I need you

I found my connection down at the beach
and my heart started racin' 'cause she's at arm's reach
I don't know why I feel this way 'bout you but I do

I am hallucinating, this world, fine mess we're in
I am imaginating, come to me mary, mary jane

mary jane, I want you; mary jane, I need you
mary jane, I want you; mary jane, I need you
mary jane, I want you; mary jane, I need you

green buds inside you, green buds inside you
green buds inside you, green buds inside you

9. Straightjacket

gonna get a little laid
fuck off!
no sticks and stones
gonna get it right

some people think I'm going crazy
some people think I'm mad mad mad
some people think I'm gonna hurt somebody
some people think I'm gonna hurt myself

put your straightjacket on
put your straight straightjacket on
put your straightjacket on
put your straight straightjacket straight straightjacket on

I think I'm gonna go out tonight
I think I'm gonna get into a fight
I think I'm gonna knock somebody's head off
I think I might murder somebody yeah yeah
put your straightjacket on
put your straight straightjacket on
put your straight straightjacket straight straightjacket on

10. Slutsy Tipsy

you thought you'd blow my mind
you thought you'd suck my thumb
you thought you'd be

sweet a little slutsy tipsy

you thought you'd buy some beer
you thought you'd crucify me
you thought you'd be

sweet a little slutsy tipsy
sweet a little slutsy tipsy

you won't be alone
it's warm inside

you thought you'd take me home
you thought you'd sacrifice me
you thought you'd be

sweet a little slutsy tipsy
sweet a little slutsy tipsy
sweet a little slutsy tipsy
sweet a little slutsy tipsy

love is a special thing

11. Slave Girl

when the rain comes down, don't cry
'cause I'll keep you dry
when the wind blows, don't sigh
'cause our love won't die

down from Louisiana, playin' in a band
she moved to Hollywood, bottle in her hand
wears a black bandana, blood red tattoo
I know she's wrong but I'm a bad guy too

she's a gang back slave girl, I'll be your homeboy
she's a gang back slave girl, I'll be your homeboy
gang bang slave girl, gang bang slave girl

daisy growing side of the road
forty-five smith and wesson, cock and load
you better run, better pay your rent
'cause every shell she shoots counts for money never spent

she's a gang back slave girl, I'll be your homeboy
she's a gang back slave girl, I'll be your homeboy
gang bang slave girl, gang bang slave girl

and on our anniversary we'll cruise the barrio
I'll hear your favorite song on the radio

when the rain comes down, don't cry
'cause I'll keep you dry
when the wind blows, don't sigh
'cause our love won't die
'cause our love won't die


12. Hell, CA., Pop. 4

she's a lone bitch biker with a skull tattoo
rides a mean black harley carries buck knife too
outlaw sheila in a leather vest
they say she's worst, I know she's best
'cause love is the unknown rider

hitchin' down the road with about ten cents
she picks you up buys some cold budweiser
stealin' down the highway wind in your hair
you don't know her name but you don't care
'cause love is the unknown rider

spray paint one black can I'm really famous man
on the walls that I spray on
black streak cool freak long hair loud guitar
bloody mouth preacher sinners go out at twelve

'cause I'm from Hell California population four
I'm from Hell California population four

lipstick on the mirror bee's honey on her thighs
lingerie past issue
I commit fantacide 'cause she's unknown she's the unknown rider
so what who gives a fuck I live in hell hell is my home

I'm from Hell California population four
I'm from Hell California population four

I want some every night can't stop myself or the world from turning
I don't even know your name but I think we'll party just the same

I'm from Hell California population four
I'm from Hell California population four
I'm from Hell California population four
I'm from Hell California population four



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