1. Hello Hooray
  2. Raped And Freezin'
  3. Elected
  4. Billion Dollar Babies
  5. Unfinished Sweet
  6. No More Mr Nice Guy
  7. Generation Landslide
  8. Sick Things
  9. Mary Ann
  10. I Love The Dead

Bonus Disc

  1. Hello Hooray
  2. Billion Dollar Babies
  3. Elected
  4. I`m Eighteen
  5. Raped And Freezin`
  6. No More Mr Nice Guy
  7. My Stars
  8. Unfinished Sweet
  9. Sick Things
  10. Dead Babies
  11. I Love The Dead
  12. Coal Black Model T
  13. Son Of Billion Dollar Babies (Generation Landslide)
  14. Slick Black Limousine

 


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Hello Horray

Hello! Hooray!
Let the show begin, I've been ready.
Hello! Hooray!
Let the lights grow dim, I've been ready.

Ready as this audience that's coming here to dream.
Loving every second, every moment, every scream,
I've been waiting so long to sing my song
And I've been waiting so long for this thing to come.
Yeah. I've been thinking so long I was the only one.

Roll out, Roll out
Wwith your American dream and its recruits, I've been ready.
Roll out, Roll out
With your circus freaks and hula hoops, I've been ready.

Ready as this audience that's coming here to dream.
Loving every second, every moment, every scream,
I've been waiting so long to sing my song
And I've been waiting so long for this thing to come.
Yeah - I've been thinking so long I was the only one.

I can stand here strong and thin.
I can laugh when this thing begins.

God, I feel so strong.
I feel so strong.
I'm so strong.
I feel so strong.
So strong.
God, I feel so strong,
I am so strong.
(repeat adlib to fade)

Raped and Freezin'

Finally got a ride, this old broad down from Santa Fe.
She was a real go-getter.
She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get better."
We pulled off the highway, night black as a widow.
"Yeah, I read the Bible," she said, "I wanna know of you."

Hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, I think I found a live one
Hey, Hey, I think I got a live one
Yeah, Yeah, I think I got a live one.

Oh,
Ok boys,

Felt like I was hit by a diesel or a greyhound bus.
She was no baby-sitter.
"Eee, now sugar, never thought you'd be a quitter."
I opened the back door, she was greedy.
I ran through the desert, she was chasin'.
No time to get dressed so I was naked, stranded in Chihuahua.

Hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, yeah I got a live one
Hey, hey, hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, oh, I got a live one

Hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, yeah I got a live one
Hey, hey, hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, oh, I got a live one

Alone, raped and freezin'
Alone cold and sneezin'
Alone down in Mexico
Alone.

Elected

I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice
I wanna be elected
I'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce
I wanna be elected
Kids want a savior, don't need a fake
I wanna be elected
We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make
I wanna be elected,

Elected
Elected
Respected
Elected

(Good evening Mr & Mrs America and all ships at sea,
The candidate is taking the country by storm.)

I never lied to you, I've always been cool
I wanna be elected
I helped you get the vote, and I told you 'bout school
I wanna be elected

Elected
Elected
Hallelujah
I wanna be selected
By the people of the United States of America

(.. Kennedy the President is worth billions of dollars...)

We're gonna win this one, take the country by storm
We're gonna be elected
You and me together, young and strong
We're gonna be elected

Elected
Elected
Respected, selected, call collected
I wanna be elected

"And if I am elected
I promise the formation of a new party
A third party, the Wild Party!
I know we have problems
We got problems right here in Central City
We have problems on the North, South, East and West
New York City, Saint Louis, Philadelphia, Los Angeles, Detroit, Chicago
Everybody has problems
And personally, I don't care"

Billion Dollar Babies

Billion dollar baby
Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel
Grimy as an alley
Loves me like no other lover

Billion dollar baby
Rotten little monster, baby, I adore you.
Man or woman living couldn't love me like you, baby.

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Yeah, Billion Dollar Baby
I got you in the dimestore
No other little girl could ever hold you
Any tighter, any tighter than me, baby
Billion dollar baby
Reckless like a gambler, million dollar maybe
Fightin' like dog that's been infected by the rabies

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Million dollar baby
Billion dollar baby
Trillion dollar baby
Zillion dollar baby

Unfinished Sweet

Oh
Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair
Aching to get me
Sticky sweet suckers in the Halloween air
Aching to get me
Saint Vitus dance on my molars tonight
Aching to get me
Aching to get me, get me. oh ...

I take it to the doc, guess he ought to know
La, da, da, da, da
Which ones can stay an` which ones gotta go
La, da, da, da, da
He looks in my mouth and then he starts to gloat
He says my teeth are O.K.
But my gums got to go

Oh...
Oh ...
Oh...
Oh...

I come off the gas but I'm still seeing spies
Aching to get me
And I can see them all through a glassy pair of eyes
Aching to get me
De Sade's gonna live in my mouth tonight
La, da, da, da, da
If the rotten tooth fairy is satisfied,
La, da, da, da, da,
Aching to get me, get me oh ...

No More Mister Nice Guy

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they got a hold of me
I opened doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me
Aand I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm feeling mean

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me
And I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm, I'm getling mean

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene

My dog bit me on the leg today
My cat clawed my eyes
Ma's been thrown out of the social circle
And dad has to hide
I went to church incognito
When everybody rose,
The Reverend Smith
He recognized me
And punched me in the nose

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
He said Your sick, You`re obscene

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
He said Your sick, You`re obscene

Generation Landslide

Please clean the plate, dear
The Lord above can see ya
Don't you know people are starving in Korea?
Alcohol and razor blades and poison and needles
Kindergarten people - they used 'em, the need 'em
Over-indulging machines were their children
There wasn't a way down on Earth here to cool 'em
'Cause they look just like humans at Kresges and Woolworths
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Brats in battalions were ruling the streets
Sayin' generation landslide closed the gap between 'em

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
La da da dada

Militant mothers hidin' in the basement
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles heaved from pink high chairs
While Mothers' Lib burned birth certificate papers
Dad gets his allowance from his sonny, the dealer
Who's pubic to the world but involved in high finance
Sister's out 'til five doing banker's son's hours
But she owns a Maserati that's a gift from his father
Stopped at full speed at one hundred miles per hour
The Colgate invisible shield finally got 'em

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
La da da dada

Sick Things

Sick things in cars rotate 'round my stars
Sick things, my things, my pets, my things

I love you things I see
As much as you love me
You things are heavenly
When you come worship me
You things are chilled with fright
For I am out tonight
You fill me with delight
You whet my appetite

I eat my things
What love it brings
Come here, my things
Don't fear my little things

I love you things I see
As much as you love me
You things are heavenly
When you come worship me.
You things are thrilled with fright
For I am out tonight
You things are paradise
You whet my appetite

Sick things in cartridge tapes, my stars
Sick things, pretty things, play things, my things

I love the things I see
As much as they love me
You things are heavenly
When you come worship me
You things are chilled with fright
For I am out tonight
You things are paradise
You whet my appetite

Mary Ann

Mary-Ann, I'm really crazy 'bout you
Do what I can
I just can't live without you
Mary-Ann, Mary-Ann.

Mary-Ann, my life was built around you.
Stars and sand, your eyes were pools of laughter
Mary-Ann, I thought you were my man.

I Love The Dead

I love the dead before they're cold
Their blueing flesh for me to hold
Cadaver eyes upon me see... nothing

I love the dead before they rise
No farewells, no goodbyes
I never even knew your now rotting face
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave
I have other uses for you Darling

La la la la la la la la la la la la la
Da da da da da da da da da da da da dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead so

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
(Da ga dang, dang ga dang ding dong)

I, I love the dead
I, I love the dead
I, I love the dead

I love the dead before they're cold
Their blueing flesh for me to hold
Cadaver eyes upon me see...
Nothing


Bonus Disc

Hello Hurray

Hello! Hooray!
Let the lights grow dim, I've been ready
Hello! Hooray!
Let the show begin, I've been ready.

Ready as this audience, you're coming here to dream
Loving every second, every movement, every scream
I been waiting so long for this thing to come
And I been waiting so long to sing my song
Whoa I been thinking so long I was the only one.

Roll out! Roll out with your American dreams and its recruits
I've been ready
Roll out! Roll out with your circus freaks and hula hoops
I've been ready.

Ready as this audience, you're coming here to dream
Loving every second, every movement, every scream
I been waiting so long for this thing to come
And I been waiting so long to sing my song
Ibeen thinking so long I was the only one

So I can stand here strong and thin
I can laugh when this thing begins
(Baba ba)

God, I feel so strong..

Billion Dollar Babies

Billion dollar baby
I got you in a dime store, Rubber little lady ever hold you
Any tighter, any tighter than me, baby

Billion dollar baby
Rotten little monster, baby, I adore you
Man or woman living couldn't love me like you, baby

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky.
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Billion Dollar Baby
I got you in the dimestore
No other little girl could ever hold you
any tighter, tighter then me baby

Billion dollar baby
Rotten little monster, baby I adore you
Man or woman living couldn`t love you like me baby

We go dancing nightly in the attic
While the moon is rising in the sky.
If I'm too rough, tell me
I'm so scared your little head will come off in my hands

Billion dollar baby
Million dollar baby
Zillion dollar baby.
Trillion dollar baby

Elected

I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice
Wanna be elected
I'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce
I wanna be elected
The Kids want a savior, don't need a fake
Wanna be elected
We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make
Wanna be elected

Elected
Elected
Oh yeah...

I never lied to you, I've always been cool
Wanna be elected
I helped you get the vote, and I told you 'bout school
I wanna be elected

Elected
Elected
Hallelujah, whoa
I wanna be selected
By the People of the United States of America

I`m Eighteen

I'm eighteen
and I don't know what I want
Eighteen
I just don't know what I want
Eighteen
I gotta get away
I gotta get out of here
Mon and Dad got me drinking whiskey

I got a
baby's brain and an old man's heart
Took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about
Feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt
'Cause I'm

Eighteen
I get confused every day
Eighteen
I just don't know what to say
Eighteen
I gotta get away
I gotta get out of here
Mon and dad got me drinking whiskey

I ain`t 21
I ain`t 22
I ain`t 23, 24, 25
I ain`t no american pie
Took my chevy to the levy but the levy were dry
Took my chevy to the levy but the levy were dry
Took my chevy to the levy, chevy to the levy
The levy were dry
whoa....

I'm eighteen and I like it!

Raped And Freezin'

[This next song is dirty, you'll love it]

Yeah, finally got a ride, this old broad down from Santa Fe
She was a real go-getter
You know she drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get better."
We pulled off the highway, night black as a widow
"Yeah I read the Bible," she said, "I wanna know of you."

Baby
Hey, I think I've got a live one
Hey, I think I've got a live one
Hey, I think I've got a live one.
Hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (I think I've got a live one)

Felt like I was hit by a diesel or a greyhound bus
She was no baby-sitter
"You better get up, sugar, never thought you'd be a quitter."
I opened the back door, she was greedy
I ran through the desert, she was chasin'
No time to get dressed, so I was naked, stranded in Chihuahua, Mexico

Hey, I think I've got a live one
Hey, I think I've got a live one
Hey, Oh I got a live one
Hey, Yeah I got a live one

Hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, I think I got a live one
Hey, Yeah I got a live one
Alone, raped and freezin'
Alone cold and sneezin'
Alone down in Mexico
Alone
Whoa

No More Mr Nice Guy

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they got a hold of me
I'd opened doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
Can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm turning green

No more Mister Nice Guy,
No more Mister Clean,
No more Mister Nice Guy,
They say you`re sick, you`re obscene.

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
Can't be seen with me
I'm gettin' real shot down
And I`m turning green

No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say you`re sick, you`re obscene

My dog bit me on the leg today
A cat clawed my eyes
Mom been thrown out of the social circle
And dad has to hide
I went to church incognito
Everybody rose, Reverend Smith
He recognized me
And punched me in the nose
He said
No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say you`re sick, you`re obscene
No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say you`re sick, ..scene

My Stars

My stars
So far
No one's callin' me home
Space brain
Vagabond
Living on my own

Come all ye faithful
You know all you people should come to me
I'll make you arms work
And I'll make your legs work
I'll make you...
Ladada dadada dadada dadada da da da
Whoa, yeah

Well I stare at the
I'll be made to breathe
You'll pay very dear for this vanishing deed
The power alone in my little hand
Could melt the Eiffel Tower
Turn the Sphinx into sand
Oh

Oh no
There she blows
Spreadin' crazy news
All night
Cannonball
Love to light the fuse

And everyone blows up
and nobody grows up
to fill Dad's shoes
But that doesn't matter
'Cause no little boys really wanted to
Ladada dadada dadada dadada da da da
Whoa yeah

I stared at the fault line
I stared at the score line
I see a funnel back there
I think I see a crack there
Landscapes alive
And it's movin' my feet
All I need's a Holocaust
To make my day complete
Oh......
Ow......
Oh...

Unfinished Sweet

[Anybody got a remedy for a bad molar?]

Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair
Aching to get me
Sticky sweet suckers in the Halloween air
Aching to get me
Saint Vitus dance on my molar tonight
Aching to get me
Aching to get me, get me oh ...

Take it to the doc, I guess he ought to know
La, da, da, da, da
Which ones can stay, which ones gotta go
La, da, da, da, da
I looked atmy mouth and then she starts to gloat
He says my teeth are O.K.
But my gums got to go
Oh oh ...

I come off the gas but I'm still seeing spies
Aching to get me
I can see them all through a pair of glassy eyes
Aching to get me
De Sade's gonna live in my mouth tonight
La, da, da, da, da
And the rotten tooth fairy is satisfied
La, da, da, da, da
Aching to get me, get me oh...

Sick Things

Sick things in cars, rotate 'round my stars.
Sick things, my things, play things, silly things.

I love you things I see, much as you love me,
You things are heavenly, you come worship me.
Things are chilled with fright for I am out tonight.
Show me where to bite,, you whet my appetite.

I eat my things,
What love it brings,
Come here, my things,
Don't fear my little things.

I love you things I see, much as you love me,
Things are heavenly, you come worship me.
Things are filled with fright for I am out tonight.
Show me where to bite, I whet my appetite.

Dead Babies

Little Betty ate a pound of Qualudes
She got them from the shelf upon the wall
Betty's mommy wasn't there to save her
She didn't even hear her little baby call
(Ha!)

Dead babies can't take things off the shelf
Dead babies can take care of themselves
Well we didn't love you anyway

Goodbye, Little Betty
Goodbye, Little Betty
So long, Little Betty
So long, Little Betty
Betty, so long

I Love The Dead

I love the dead before they're cold
Their blueing flesh for me to hold
Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing

I love the dead before they rise
No farewells, no goodbyes
I never even knew your now-rotting face
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave
I have other uses for you, Darling

Lalalalalalalalalalalalala
Dadadadadadadadadada

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead so

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

I love the dead before they're cold,
Their blueing flesh for me to hold.
Cadaver eyes upon me see... nothing

Coal Black Model T

Well I hope I die in a coal black model T
Oh come along momma gonna take a look at me
Gonna fly though the ocean
Gonna fly to the sea
Gonna fly my my my my my

I hit second gear I`m a little within ...
But I get first prize I remember it quite clear
'Cause we`re gonna fly to the ocean
Gonna fly to the sea
Gonna fly yay yay yay yay yay yay yay wow

I hope I die in a coal black model T
Well-a come along-a baby gonna take, a take a look at me
We're gonna fly to the ocean
Gonna fly fly fly to the sea
We'll fly, We'll fly, We'll fly

Hundred miles an hour, we`re wanted on the radio
Bits of the rubber keep falling all over the road

I hope I die in m' model T
And I hope I die in m' model T
Well the law a, law a, took-a my model T
And they gave a, gave a, gave a me a limousine
Yeah the law a, law a, took-a my model T
And they gave a, gave a, gave a me a limousine
Yeah the law a, law a, took-a my model T
And the law-a, law-a, gave a me a limousine
Yeah the law-a, law-a, gave a me a limousine
Yeahthe law-a, law-a, gave a me a limousine
Gave me Whi-whi-white limousine
Give me whi-whi-white limousone
Well they took, took, took my model T
And they took, took, took my model T
And they took, took, took my model T
And they gave-a, gave-a, gave-a me a limousine
White limousine
White limousine
White limousine
White limousine

Son Of Billion Dollar Babies (Generation Landslide)

Please clean the plate, dear
The Lord up there can see ya
Don't you know people are starving in Korea?
Alcohol and razor blades and poisons and needles
Kindergarten people - they use 'em, they need 'em
The over-indulgant machines were their children
There wasn't a way down on Earth there to cool 'em
'Cause they look just like humans at Kresges and Woolworths
But decadent brains were at work to destroy
Brats in battalions were ruling the streets
Sayin' generation landslide close the gap between 'em

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
Lada da da da

Militant mothers hiding in the basement
Using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets
Molotov milk bottles thrown from pink high chairs
As Mothers' Lib burned birth certificate papers

And I laugh to myself at the men and the ladies
Who never conceived of us billion dollar babies
Lada da da da

Slick Black Limousine

Well I hope I die in a slick black limousine
Oh come along momma gonna take a look at me
Gonna fly though the city
Gonna fly to the sea
Gonna fly my my my my my

I hit sixth gear ...?..how it is
Well I get first prize I remember it quite clear
Gonna fly though the city
Gonna fly to the sea
Gonna fly yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yow

I hope I die in a slick black limousine
Yeah come along momma gonna take a take a look at me yeah yeah yeah
We're gonna fly to the ocean
Gonna fly to the sea
We're gonna fly yay yay yeah

Ninety miles an hour
Swervin' all over the road
Hundred miles an hour
My hand's on the radio
Baby's in the back seat
Bompin' all over the road

The law the law they took-a m' limousine
Yeah the law the law they took-a m' limousine
Yeah the law the law they took-a m' limousine
Yeah the law the law they took-a m' limousine
Yeah The law the law they took-a m' limousine
And they gave-a, gave-a me a Model T
Yeah The law the law they took-a m' limousine
Now stuck up-a livin' with a Model T
Model T
Model