1. No Surprize
1971, we all heard the starters gun New York is such a pity But at Max's Kansas City we won We all shot the shit at the bar With Johnny O' Toole and his scar And then old Clive Davis said He's surely gonna make us a star I'm gonna make you a star Just the way you are But with all his style I could see in his eyes That we is goin' on trial And it was no surprize The boys kept kickin' ass As usual time would tell But some bitch in the choir Throw water on the fires of hell She loved to show and tell Lord, she loved to tell But with all our style You could see in our eyes That we is still on trial And it was no surprize No surprize No surprize No surprize Midnight lady Situation fetal Vaccinate your ass with your phonograph needle I say looky here Friend of mine You scratch like you need calamine Flamingo boots, soles a creakin' Still in love and Puerto Rican too Ridin' on wheels of hell Smokin' our axle grease Oh, the backstage is rockin' And we're coppin' from the local police That's right, the local police Or the juctice of peace But with all our style You could see in our eyes That we is still on trial Baby, it's no surprize No surprize No surprize No surprize Rock n' roll, junkie whore Got my foot inside the door Knock knock, knock knock, knock Nobody's keepin' score Bad times go away Come again some other day Topaz and sazzafraz Will keep the blues away Candy store, rock n' roll Corporation jellyroll Play the singles, it ain't me It's programmed insanity You ASCAP, if BMI Could ever make a mountain fly If Japanese can boil teas Then where the fuck's my royalties...aar Yak yak yak yak 'oow
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