1. LOOK AT YOU

1, 2, 3, 4

Look at you, man, look at the band
Look at the day, don´t throw it away
I need a pill and a coffee re-fill
And everything is gonna be alright
I swear

Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over Stockholm´s Zoo
Maybe you´re wrong but maybe I´m right
`Cause I guess I´m born black and white

You know you could be a rock n´ roll star
No matter who you are
It´s all the same
`Cause you´re a real dead end

That´s what you are
Believe I´m gonna have myself a ball
And I don´t care if you don´t like
How I act when I´m on top of your wife
I´m going down, I´m running up
I´m walking zig-zag and I´m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I´m coming through
I´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you

Look at your amount on your credit card account
A billion dollar tour but I just go for
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups
`Cause everything is gonna be alright, right
Well, I said, right, right, right

That´s what you are

That´s what you are
Believe I´m gonna have myself a ball
And I don´t care if you don´t like
How I act when I´m on top of your wife
I´m going down, I´m running up
I´m walking zig-zag and I´m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I´m coming through
I´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

I´m going down, I´m running up
I´m walking zig-zag and I´m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I´m coming through
I´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you
Yeah, all I want is you
So why can´t I have you


2. SPOTLIGHT THE SUN

It´s taken me forever
But I don´t want to go
I don´t need a reason
I´ve been working like a dog

Aaah, strung out on time
Aaah, strung out on time

I need a bomb
Exploding in my veins
And if you lost the power
You need to rock & roll the dice
It´s losers happy hour

I used to figure out what´s in your narrow mind
But, baby, I think it´s working overtime tonight

Aaah, strung out on time
Aaah, strung out on time

So where did you run

Where did you run
Lost all the fun
You can´t spotlight the sun

Well, I used to figure out what´s in your narrow mind
But, honey, I think it´s working overtime tonight

Aaah, strung out on time
Aaah, strung out on time
Aaah, strung out on time
Aaah, strung out on time


3. CAN'T FIND THE DOOR

Excuse me
I need a little more money
Just a drink to score
But I can tell you honey
I need a hundred more
I gotta give myself
What Im looking for
Gotta feed my head now, ones for all
With two scary Bloody Marys and a Thunderball, baby
Its gonna be alright now, baby
Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant stand straight
But I can think right
With my Frisco San Fransisco Im still growing up
Mature all the way to the Lucifer cup, baby
Its gonna be alright now, baby
Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I aint want no Soda
And no female Ginger Ale
`Cause I need special treatment so I can go home
Maybe Ill make it to the five o clock loan, man
Its gonna be alright now, baby
Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Wheres the door?
Wait a minute honey
Oh, my God, yeah


UK VERSION BY COALITION RECORDS

1. LOOK AT YOU

1, 2, 3, 4

Look at you, man, look at the band
Look at the day, don´t throw it away
I need a pill and a coffee re-fill
And everything is gonna be alright
I swear

Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over Stockholm´s Zoo
Maybe you´re wrong but maybe I´m right
`Cause I guess I´m born black and white

You know you could be a rock n´ roll star
No matter who you are
It´s all the same
`Cause you´re a real dead end

That´s what you are
Believe I´m gonna have myself a ball
And I don´t care if you don´t like
How I act when I´m on top of your wife
I´m going down, I´m running up
I´m walking zig-zag and I´m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I´m coming through
I´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you

Look at your amount on your credit card account
A billion dollar tour but I just go for
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups
`Cause everything is gonna be alright, right
Well, I said, right, right, right

That´s what you are

That´s what you are
Believe I´m gonna have myself a ball
And I don´t care if you don´t like
How I act when I´m on top of your wife
I´m going down, I´m running up
I´m walking zig-zag and I´m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I´m coming through
I´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

I´m going down, I´m running up
I´m walking zig-zag and I´m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I´m coming through
I´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you
Yeah, all I want is you
So why can´t I have you


2. POWDERHEAD

I wanna get some sunshine
Before the sun goes down
I guess it doesn´t matter to you
I´m so sick and tired
But that´s nothing new
I guess it doesn´t matter to you, no
No, it don´t matter to you
`Cause I love myself, I don´t love nobody else
And I feel alright, feeling sonic high
And when I touch myself I feel like someone else
I´ve lost all the visions I had
All the problems, I am on my way to be damned
`Cause you´re damned, damned, damned
I ain´t a powderhead
I ain´t going nowhere
I think I´d rather be dead
Than be your powderhead
Well, do you think I love you
When you´re on the TV screen
You see, it doesn´t matter to me, no way
And I saw that motherfucker in the strobe light
And I kicked that motherfucker `til he ran out of sight
I guess it doesn´t matter to me, no
No, it don´t matter to me
But it does to you who choses to fuck with me
`Cause I ain´t no powderhead, wow
`Cause I love myself, I don´t love nobody else
And I feel alright, feeling super sonic high
And when I touch myself I feel like someone else
I´ve lost all the visions I had
All the problems, I am on my way to be damned
`Cause you´re damned, damned, damned
I ain´t a powderhead
I ain´t going nowhere
I think I´d rather be dead
Than be your powderhead
That´s right, man


3. CAN'T FIND THE DOOR

Excuse me
I need a little more money
Just a drink to score
But I can tell you honey
I need a hundred more
I gotta give myself
What Im looking for
Gotta feed my head now, ones for all
With two scary Bloody Marys and a Thunderball, baby
Its gonna be alright now, baby
Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant stand straight
But I can think right
With my Frisco San Fransisco Im still growing up
Mature all the way to the Lucifer cup, baby
Its gonna be alright now, baby
Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I aint want no Soda
And no female Ginger Ale
`Cause I need special treatment so I can go home
Maybe Ill make it to the five o clock loan, man
Its gonna be alright now, baby
Its gonna be alright, Im doing fine
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God, I cant, cant find the door
I cant find the door
I cant find the door
I said one, two, three and a little bit more
Oh, my God
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Wheres the door?
Wait a minute honey
Oh, my God, yeah


4. WIRELESS MIND

You wanna know where I come from
You wanna see what I have done
It´s not behind these eyes
It´s the fact that I can read between the lines
`Cause you were never out to be
Anything but Mrs. She
And I got a different plan
Roll the camera it´s stuck in the jam
You´re the whore of Babylon
You ruin the things I´ve done
But you have made me see
All the things I didn´t wanna be
I´m a self destruction man
And things go hand in hand
With life and all our sins
We bettre burn the church within
`Cause I don´t have the time
To pay attention to your wireless mind
So I just shut my eyes
Just to hear you apologize
You unzip life for fame
Sucking cocks without a name
But I won´t tell no lies
I wanna be between your thighs
`Cause you ain´t got the brain
And you ain´t got the balls
But you have got insane
So I rather flush you down the drain
`Cause I don´t have the time
To pay attention to your wireless mind
So I just gotta shut my eyes
Just to hear you apologize
No, I really don´t have much time
To pay attention to your wireless mind
So I just gotta shut my eyes
Just to hear you apologize
No, I don´t have much time
No, I really don´t have much time
So I just gotta shut my eyes
I just gotta shut my, I just shut my eyes