Y Va...Sangrando

Un lifting en un busto
de un prócer
cuatro ases... de un sucio poker
dos bustos levantados
por un cirujano
Frankenstein... se la lleva de mano

No quiero esta modalidad...
está demás
no quiero esta vanalidad...
esta demás
cada arruga en mi
es mi personalidad

Y va sangrando

Tus años caen
como los marines en Irak
mienten y algo quedará
huye, corre
pero el tiempo no se detrendrá
farsa, para un carnaval

No quiero esta modalidad...
está demás
no quiero esta vanalidad...
esta demás
cada arruga en mi
es mi personalidad

Y va sangrando

Un nuevo rostro
un nuevo monstruo
un nuevo ensayo de la humanidad
los sacos blancos salen a cazar
a los cobayos que se dejarán

No quiero esta modalidad...
está demás
no quiero esta vanalidad...
esta demás
cada arruga en mi
es mi personalidad

solo es cuestión de ser
to be or not to be
solo es cuestión de ver
lo bueno del ayer
solo es cuestión de ir mas allá

Y va sangrando

La eterna juventud
es la eterna soledad
cero, no es una mitad
el hombre perpetuado
navega en el pasado
anclan, al hombre aislado

No quiero esta modalidad...
está demás
no quiero esta vanalidad...
esta demás
cada arruga en mi
es mi personalidad

Y va sangrando
Y va sangrando
Y va sangrando
Y va sangrando
Y va sangrando

Three Days Grace - Wake Up

I’m not sober all the time
You bring me down at least you try
Until we see this eye to eye
I don’t want you

I must be running out of luck
Cause you’re just not drunk enough to ****
And now I’ve had it up to here
I don’t, I don’t want you

It took so long to see
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I’m pounding on the door
I’m not the one I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I’m pounding on the door
I won’t hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you

I’m not angry all the time
You push me down at least you try
Until we see this eye to eye
I don’t want you

It took so long to see
You walked away from me
When I need you
Wake up I’m pounding on the door
I’m not the one I was before
Where the hell are you
When I need you
Wake up I’m pounding on the door
I won’t hurt you anymore
Where the hell are you
When I need you

It took so long to see
You walked away from me
When I need you

Know Your Rights

This is a public service announcement
With guitar
Know your rights all three of them

Number 1
You have the right not to be killed
Murder is a CRIME!
Unless it was done by a
Policeman or aristocrat
Know your rights

And Number 2
You have the right to food money
Providing of course you
Don't mind a little
Investigation humiliation
And if you cross your fingers
Rehabilitation

Know your rights
These are your rights
Wang

Know these rights

Number 3
You have the right to free
Speech as long as you're not
Dumb enough to actually try it.

Know your rights
These are your rights
All three of 'em
It has been suggested
In some quarters that this is not enough!
Well..............................

Get off the streets
Get off the streets
Run
You don't have a home to go to
Smush

Finally then I will read you your rights

You have the right to remain silent
You are warned that anything you say
Can and will be taken down
And used as evidence against you

Listen to this
Run

Fallen Leaves


In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

I hitched a ride, until the coast
To leave behind, all of my ghosts
Searching for something, I couldn’t find at home

Can’t get no job, can you spare a dime?
Just one more hit, and I’ll be fine
I swear to God, this’ll be my one last time!

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead!

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

I never once thought, I’d ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalks, hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends, or did they just leave me?

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

Falls Apart

She falls apart by herself
No one's there to talk or understand
Feels the sting
Dries her eyes
Finds herself opens the door and sighs
People see right through you
Everyone who knew you well
Falls apart, might as well
Day is long and nothing is wasted

Runaway, runaway
Wanna hold on to you but you're going away
Runaway, runaway
Wanna hold you tomorrow but you're leaving today

You walk along by yourself
There's no sound nothing's changing
They've gone away left you there
Emptiness is nothing you can share
All those words that hurt you
More than you will let it show
Comes apart by yourself
All is well and everything's wasted

Runaway, runaway
Wanna hold on to you but you're going away
Runaway, runaway
Wanna hold you tomorrow but you're leaving today

Sometimes I feel around
It scares me some I can't be down
All this time to be on my own
In is out to be again
This time will waste another friend
I know where they will know
Where they'll runaway

She falls apart no one there
Hold her hand it seems to disappear
Falls apart might as well
Day is long and nothing is wasted

Runaway, runaway
Wanna hold on to you but you're going away
Runaway, runaway
Wanna hold you tomorrow but you're leaving today
Runaway runaway
Hold on to you but you're going away
But you're leaving today
But you're leaving today

Little Black Back Pack

Well I know it
It's a shame, a shame I can't show it
And I see it
I can see it now, but I'm so far below it

Don't wanna
Don't wanna talk about it
I say why not?
Don't wanna think about it
I say there's got to be some good reason
For your little black backpack
Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back and
Don't wanna tango with you
I'd rather tangle with him
I think I'm gonna bash his head in
And this shouldn't concern you except that
Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back

And I can feel you, yes I can
What about that don't you understand?
And I sense you
It's something sensual
But it's less than I planned


Don't wanna
Don't wanna talk about it
I say why not?
Don't wanna think about it
I say there's got to be some good reason
For your little black backpack
Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back and

Don't wanna tango with you
I'd rather tangle with him
I think I'm gonna bash his head in
And this shouldn't concern you except that
Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back

You're trying to find a reason for the way you feel tonight
You're mind is lined with layers of lead
Have you heard one thing that I've said?

Don't wanna talk about it
I say why not?
Don't wanna think about it
I say there's got to be some good reason
For your little black backpack
Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back and

Don't wanna tango with you
I'd rather tangle with him
I think I'm gonna bash his head in
And this shouldn't concern you except that
Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back
Don't wanna tango with you
I'd rather tangle with him
I think I'm gonna bash his head in
And this shouldn't concern you except that
Just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back

Hemorrhage (In My Hands)

Memories are just where you laid them
Drag the waters til the depths give up their dead
What did you expect to find?
Was there somethin'you left behind?
Dont you remember anything I said when I said

Don't fall away, and leave me to myself
Don't fall away, and leave love bleedin'
In my hands, in my hands again
Leave love bleedin'
In my hands, in my hands
Love lies bleedin'

Oh hold me now I feel contagious
Am I the only place that you've left to go
She cries her life is like
Some movie in black and white
Dead actors fakin' lines
Over and over and over again she cries

Don't fall away, and leave me to myself
Don't fall away, and leave love bleedin'
In my hands, in my hands again
Leave love bleedin'
In my hands, in my hands
Love lies bleedin'

And I wanted
You turned away
You don't remember, but I do
You never even tried

Don't fall away, and leave me to myself
Don't fall away, and leave love bleedin'
In my hands, in my hands again
Leave love bleedin'
In my hands, in my hands
Love lies bleedin'

Don't fall away, and leave me to myself
Don't fall away, and leave love bleedin'
In my hands, in my hands again
Leave love bleedin'
In my hands, in my hands
Love lies bleedin'

Jumper


I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,
You could cut ties with all the lies, that you've been living in,
And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand.
I would understand.

The angry boy,
a bit too insane,
Icing over a secret pain,
You know you don't belong,
You're the first to fight,
You're way too loud,
You're The flash of light,
on a burial shroud,
I know something's wrong,
Well everyone I know has got a reason,
to say,
put the past away,
I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,
You could cut ties with all the lies,
That you've been living in,
And if you do not want to see me again,
I would understand,
I would understand.
And well he's on the table,
and he's gone to code,
And I do not think anyone knows,
What they are doing here,
And your friends have left you,
You've been dismissed.
I never thought it would come to this,
and I, I want you to know,
Everyone's got to face down the demons,
Maybe today,
We can put the past away,

I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend.
You could cut ties with all the lies,
that you've been living in,
And if you do not want to see me again,
I would understand,
I would understand,
I would understand...

(I would understand)
(I would understand)
(Understand)

Ya ya ya ya ya...

Can you put the past away?
I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,
I would understand
(I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,)
I would understand
(I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,)
And I would understand
(I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,)
I would understand
(I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,)
And I would understand...

Geek Stink Breath

I'm on a mission
I made my decision
To lead a path of self-destruction

A slow progression
Killing my complexion
And it's rotting out my teeth

I'm on a roll
No self control
I'm blowing off steam with
Meth Amphetamine

Don't know what I want
That's all I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

Every hour my blood is turning sour
And my pulse is beating out of time

I found a treasure
Filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thin white line

I'm on a roll
No self control
I'm blowing off steam with
Meth Amphetamine

Don't know what I want
That's all I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

I'm on a mission
I got no decision like a cripple
Running the rat race

Wish in one hand and **** in the other
And see which one gets filled first

I'm on a roll
No self control
I'm blowing off steam with
Meth Amphetamine

Don't know what I want
That's all I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

Geek... Stink... Breath

You're Pretty When I'm Drunk

One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
Until we brought Skip O' Pot2mus
And Daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
And everybody knows that the Daddy eats his young
Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the 12 Horse Ale
After that I get silly like Soupy Sales
Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
A six of Shlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
I'm Hungry Like The Wolf but I'll end up tending cattle

Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
(You're pretty when I'm drunk)
You're pretty when I'm drunk
(You're pretty when I'm drunk)
You're pretty when I'm drunk
(You're pretty when I'm drunk)
You're pretty when I'm drunk
(and I'm pretty ****in' drunk)

Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
Cause I'm Mr. McFeelie with a speedy delivery
You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
But maybe I should check and see if this is where I wanna be
Hey Lupus is she cute? Yea for a pygmie
Aw! What do you know? You're probably going home alone
And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
It's a msnags a trois you and me and Heineken

Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
(You're pretty when I'm drunk)
You're pretty when I'm drunk
(You're pretty when I'm drunk)
You're pretty when I'm drunk
(You're pretty when I'm drunk)
You're pretty when I'm drunk
(and I'm pretty ****in' drunk)

Regrets I've had a few
First and foremost I'd like to mention you
For the sake of conversation we'll call you the Brand New Heavy
Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
You're Buddha you're Shamu you're Jabba the ****in' Hutt
You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
It was 3 A.M. and I wasn't gettin' squat
So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
But how was i supposed to know that Jabberjaws lived in your pants
At that junction I came to realize
That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
That you were not a girl you were an experiment

Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
(You're pretty when I'm drunk)
You're pretty when I'm drunk
(You're pretty when I'm drunk)
You're pretty when I'm drunk
(You're pretty when I'm drunk)
You're pretty when I'm drunk
(and I'm pretty ****in' drunk)

LOVE T.K.O BY TEDDY PENDERGRASS

Lookin' back over my years
I guessed, I've shedded some tears
Told myself time and time again
This time I'm gonna win

But another fight, things ain't right
I'm losin' again
Takes a fool to lose twice
And start all over again

Think I'd better let it go
Looks like another love T.K.O. (Oh...oh...oh...)
Think I'd better let it go (What you think about it, girl), let it go, baby (Oh, yeah)
Looks like another love T.K.O. (Mmm...mmm...mmm)

Tried to take control of the love
Love took control of me
'Cause you lose all thoughts, sense of time
And have a change of mind

Takin' the bumps and the bruises
Of all the things of a two-time loser
Tryin' to hold on, faith is gone
It's just another sad song

I think I'd better let it go (What you say about it?)
Looks like another love T.K.O. (Oh...oh...ho...whoa...yes)
I think I'd better let it go), let it go, baby (Oh, baby)
Looks like another love T.K.O. (Mmm...hmm...oh...ho...oh...)

Oh...ho...whoa...ho...
Ooh...hoo...
Oh...ho...oh...
Ooh...ooh...
Mmm...mmm...

Tried to take control of the love
Love took control of me
'Cause you lose all thoughts, sense of time
And have a change of mind

Takin' the bumps and the bruises
Of all the things of a two-time loser
See I try to hold on, my faith is gone
It's just another sad song

And I think I'd better let it go (Let it go, let it go)
Looks like another love T.K.O. (I think I'd better)
Think I'd better let it go, let it go, baby (If I know what's good for you, girl)
Looks like another love T.K.O. (I couldn't stand this pain much longer)

Think I'd better let it go, let it go, baby (Whoa...oh...yeah)
Looks like another love T.K.O. (Ooh...ooh...baby)
(Oh, sometimes, sometimes I just feel like I wanna say)
(I wanna say, mmm...mmm...)

'Cause it looks like another love T.K.O.
(Tired of gettin' beat up by love)
Think I'd better let it go, let it go, baby (Before it's too late, yeah)
Looks like another love T.K.O. (Hey...ey...oh, yeah) (Mmm...hmm...mmm...hmm...mmm...hmm...mmm...hmm...)

Think I'd better let it go (Yeah)
Looks like another love T.K.O. (Hey, yeah, whoa, I think I'd better)
Think I'd better let it go (Let it go), let it go, baby (Oh, yeah)
Looks like another (Yeah) love T.K.O.
(Oh, they say love is better the second time around)

Think I'd better let it go (I can't stand on my feet)
Looks like another love T.K.O. (I'm falling down, no, 'cause, 'cause, 'cause)
I think I'd better let it go (Let it go, baby)

Better Things

Here's wishing you the blues skies and hoping something
Better comes tomorrow
Hoping all the verses rhyme and the very best of choruses too...
Follow all the doubt and sadness
I know that better things are on the way

Here's hoping all the days ahead won't be as bitter
As the ones behind you,Be an optimistic instead
And somehow happiness will find you
Forget what happened yesterday
I know the better things are on the way

It's really good to see you,Rocking out and having fun
Living like you just begun
Accept your life and what it brings
I hope tomorrow you'll find better things

I know you got a lot of good things
Happening up ahead,The past is gone it's all been said
Here's to what the future brings
I hope tomorrow you'll find better things

City of Angels


Its going down tonight in this town
Cause they stare and growl
They all stare and growl
I take a scar everytime I cry
Cause it ain't my style, no it ain't my style
Going down to the gravel head to the barrel
Take this life and end this struggle
Los Angeles come scam me please
Emptiness never sleeps at Cliftons 6am
With your bag lady friend and your mind descending
Stripped of the right to be a human in control
Its warmer in hell so down we go

They say
This is the city
The city of angels
All i see is dead wings
All i see is dead wings

Its a ghost town rabid underworld
Dionysian night vitriolic twilight
A mirage come up it never ends
Once you get born youre never the same
Left behind erased from time
Aint no decency in being boxed up alive
Look around aint no R.I.P signs here
We dont rest in peace
We just disappear

So here we are Los Angeles
No angels singing in your valley of unease
I watch the sun roll down the pacific
Over hookered sunset strip

They say
This is the city
The city of angels
All i see is dead wings
All i see is dead wings

There's a black moon tonight
shining down on the western neon lights
There's a black moon tonight
shining down on the western neon lights

They say
This is the city
The city of angels
All i see is dead wings
All i see is dead wings
All i see is dead wings
All i see is dead wings

California Sun


Well I'm going out west where I belong
Where the days are short and nights are long

And I'll walk and they'll walk
I'll twist and they'll twist
I'll shimmy and they'll shimmy
I'll fly and they'll fly Yeah!
Were out there havin' fun, in the warm california sun

I'm going out west out on the coast
All the california girls are really the most

And I'll walk and they'll walk
I'll twist and they'll twist
I'll shimmy and they'll shimmy
I'll fly and they'll fly Yeah!
Were out there having fun, in the warm california sun Hey!

The girls are frisky in old 'Frisco
A pretty little chick wherever you go

Woah, Woah, Woah Well I'll walk and they'll walk
I'll twist and they'll twist
I'll shimmy and they'll shimmy
I'll fly and they'll fly Yeah!
Were out there having fun, in the warm california sun

Were out there havin' fun, in the warm california sun!

Memphis Soul Song


Lookin' back on everything
And all the things that stay
I can count on memories
Cuz they don't go away
Good times were hard to hold
Until she came along
She moves me like a Memphis soul song

I'm not always there I know
But she don't mind at all
As pretty as a picture that hangs on my own wall
She's like Mississippi
When the sun comes up at dawn
She moves me like a Memphis soul song

With an angel on my left side and the devil on my right
She's the one who saves me from them dark unholy nights
Of all the ones who've left me it's a wonder she's not gone
She moves me like a Memphis soul song
She moves me like a Memphis soul song

She don't care what the game is
She's always down to play
My world without her seems a million miles away
She don't have to worry
I know where I belong
She moves me like a Memphis soul song

I've been dealt some aces
And I've played them all the same
But she's the only one that keeps me in the game
No fame or fortune could ever keep me gone
She moves me like a Memphis soul song

With an angel on my left side and the devil on my right
She's the one who saves me from them dark unholy nights
Of all the ones who've left me it's a wonder she's not gone
She moves me like a Memphis soul song
She moves me like a Memphis soul song


There's a magic down in Memphis
That never seems to fade
Even now them voices carry
Like a lonely serenade
It's the memories that still and always will be on my mind
They move me every time

She sees the good in everything there is to see
Sometimes I wonder what she ever see's in me
I'm not always right you know
But she's never led me wrong
She moves me like a Memphis soul song

In all my travels I've never found a way
To find the words that say the things I'd like to say
I've sang some melodies but she's my favorite one
She moves me like a Memphis soul song

With an angel on my left side and the devil on my right
She's the one who saves me from them dark unholy nights
Of all the ones who've left me it's a wonder she's not gone
She moves me like a Memphis soul song
She moves me like a Memphis soul song

I'm An Asshole


Folks, I’d like to sing a song about the American Dream
About me, about you
About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottom ofour chests
About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts
Maybe below the cockles,
Maybe in the sub cockle area,
Maybe in the liver, maybe in the kidneys,
Maybe even in the colon, we don’t know

I’m just a regular Joe, with a regular job
I’m your average white, suburbanite slop
I like football and porno and books about war
I got an average house, with a nice hardwood floor
My wife and my job, my kids and my car
My feet on my table, and a Cuban cigar

But sometimes that just ain’t enough to keep a man like me interested
(oh no, no way, uh uh)
No I gotta go out and have fun at someone else’s expense
(woah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
I drive really slow in the ultra fast lane
While people behind me are going insane

I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole)
I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole, such an asshole)

I use public toilets and I piss on the seat
I walk around in the summer time saying “how about this heat”

I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole)
I’m an asshole (he’s the world’s biggest asshole)

Sometimes I park in the handicap spaces
While handicapped people make handicap faces

I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole)
I’m an asshole (he’s a real ****ing asshole)

Maybe I shouldn’t be singing this song
Ranting and raving and carrying on
Maybe they’re right when they tell me I’m wrong
Nah

I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole)
I’m an asshole (he’s the world’s biggest asshole)

You know what I’m gonna do
I’m gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac Eldorado convertible
Hot pink, with whale skin hubcaps
And all leather cow interior
And make brown baby seal lions for head lights (yeah)
And I’m gonna drive in that baby at 115 miles per hour
Gettin' 1 mile per gallon,
Sucking down Quarter Pounder cheeseburgers from McDonald’s
In the old fashioned non-biodegradable styrofoam containers
And when I’m done sucking down those greeseball burgers
I’m gonna wipe my mouth with the American flag
And then I’m gonna toss the styrofoam containers right out the side
And there ain’t a goddamn thing anybody can do about it
You know why, because we’ve got the bombs, that’s why
2 words, nuclear ****in’ weapons, OK?
Russia, Germany, Romania, they can have all the democracy they want
They can have a big democracy cakewalk
Right through the middle of Tinian Square and it won’t make a lick of difference
Because we’ve got the bombs, OK?
John Wayne's not dead, he’s frozen, and as soon as we find a curefor cancer
We’re gonna thaw out the duke and he’s gonna be pretty pissed off
You know why,
Have you ever taken a cold shower, well multiply that by 15 million times
That’s how pissed off the duke’s gonna be!
I'm gonna get the Duke, and John Castive Eddies,
and Lee Marvin, and Sam Peckenthorp, and a case of whiskey, and drive down to Texas...

(Hey! You know, you really are an asshole!)
Why don't you just shut up and sing the song, pal?
I’m an asshole (he’s an asshole)
I’m an asshole (he’s the world’s biggest asshole)

A-S-S-H-O-L-E
Everybody
A-S-S-H-O-L-E

I’m an asshole and I’m proud of it

Rockin' in the Free World


There's colors on the street
Red, white, and blue.
People shufflin' their feet
People sleepin' in their shoes
There's a warnin' sign on the road ahead
There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead
Don't feel like Satan, but I am with them
So I try to forget it any way I can.

Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.

I see a woman in the night
With a baby in her hand
At an old street light
Near a garbage can
Now she put her kid away,
She's gone to get a hit
She hates her life, and what she's done with it
There's one more kid that will never go to school
Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.

Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.

We’ve got a thousand points or light
For the homeless man
We’ve got a kinder, Gentler machine gun hand
We got department stores and toilet paper
Styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer
We got a man of the people, says keeps hope alive
Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive.

Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.

Bad To The Bone

On the day I was born, the nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder, at the joy they had found
The head nurse spoke up, and she said leave this one alone
She could tell right away, that I was bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone

I broke a thousand hearts, before I met you
I'll break a thousand more baby, before I am through
I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone

I make a rich woman beg, I'll make a good woman steal
I'll make an old woman blush, and make a young girl squeal
I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone

Now when I walk the streets, kings and queens step aside.
Every woman I meet, they all stay satisfied.
I wanna tell you pretty baby, what I see I make my own.
I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone

(White Man) In Hammersmith Palais


Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator

Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
With backing bands sound systems
And if they've got anything to say
There's many black ears here to listen

But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right
Charging from the bass knives to the treble
But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel
Onstage they ain't got no...roots rock rebel

Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack
'Cos it won't get you anywhere
Fooling with your guns
The British Army is waiting out there
An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons

White youth, black youth
Better find another solution
Why not phone up Robin Hood
And ask him for some wealth distribution

Punk Rockers in L.A.
They won't notice anyway
They're all too busy fighting
For a good place under the lighting

The new groups are not concerned
With what there is to be learned
They got Burton suits, ha you think it's funny
Turning rebellion into money

All over people changing their votes
Along with their overcoats
If Adolf Hitler flew in today
They'd send a limousine anyway

I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf
Who looks so sick in the sun
I'm the white man in the Palais
Just lookin' for fun

I'm only
Looking for fun

James Morrison
"Undiscovered"

I look at you, you bite your tongue
You don't know why or where I'm coming from
But in my head I'm close to you
We're in the rain still searching for the sun

You think that I want to run and hide
That I keep it all locked up inside but I just want you to find me

I'm not lost; not lost, just undiscovered
And when we're alone we are all the same as each other

You see the look that's on my face
You might think I'm out of place
I'm not lost, no, no, just undiscovered

Well the time it takes to know someone
It all can change before you know it's gone
So close your eyes and I feel the way I'm with you now
Believe there's nothing wrong

I'm not running, I'm not hiding
But if you dig a little deeper, you will find me