ROCK 'N' ROLL DAMNATION
(Young - Young - Scott)

They say that you play too loud
Well baby that's tough
They say that you got too much
Can't get enough
They tell you that you look a fool
And baby I'm a fool for you
Say that your mind's diseased
Shaky stuff

And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice

You say that you want respect
Honey for what?
For everything that you done for me
Well thanks a lot
C'mon, get up off your bended knees
You can set your mind at ease
My temperature's runnin' hot
Oh I been waitin' all night
For a bite of what you got

It's a rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice

Oh it's a hard life

(Damnation), they're putting you down
(Damnation), all over town
(Damnation), cause you're way outta reach
Livin' on the streets you gotta practice what you preach

And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice

(Damnation), you left a happy home
(Damnation), to live on your own
(Damnation), you wanna live in sin
(Damnation), it's a rock 'n' roll
(Damnation), just a bundle of joy
(Damnation), you're a toy for a boy
(Damnation), you got the dollars in your eyes
(Damnation), always chasin' that pie in the sky
(Damnation), Rock 'n' roll
(Damnation)

ROCK 'N' ROLL SINGER
(Young - Young - Scott)

My Daddy was workin' nine to five
When my Momma was havin' me
By the time I was half alive
They knew what I was gonna be
But I left school and grew my hair
They didn't understand
They wanted me to be respected as
A doctor or a lawyer man
(But I had other plans)

Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll,
A rock 'n' roll star

Well I worked real hard and bought myself
A rock 'n' roll guitar
I gotta be on top some day
I wanna be a star
I can see my name in lights
And I can see the queue
I got the devil in my blood
Tellin' me what to do
(And I'm all ears)

Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll,
A rock 'n' roll star
(I hear it pays well)

Well you can stick your nine to five livin'
And your collar and your tie
You can stick your moral standards
'Cause it's all a dirty lie
You can stick your golden handshake
And you can stick your silly rules
And all the other shit
That you teach to kids in school
('Cause I ain't no fool)

Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll
A rock 'n' roll star

Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll
A rock 'n' roll star
Yes I are!

ROCK YOUR HEART OUT


(Ooh yeah
Ooooooh yeah, yeah
Yeah)

Got the devil in you
Got the devil in me
Play a dangerous tune
Come on and dance with thee
You got to throw your fists up
Shout your mouth out
Beat the walls down
Got to freak out
Rock your little
Rock your little
Rock your little heart out

(yeah
yeah, yeah)

(You gotta rock it on down)
(yeah down)

Got everything you want
Got everything you need
Don't worry about the cost
Just sell your soul to me
You gotta bring the house down
Beat the drums loud
Bleed your life dry
Climb on lets fly
Rock your little
Rock your little
Rock your little heart out

Rock, rock your little heart out
(Rock it on down)
(ooh yeah)

(Cut your teeth on this)
(yeah)

You gotta put your foot down
Beat your chest hard
Blow your brains out
Feel her shout loud
You gotta rock your heart out
Rock your heart out
Rock your heart out
Rock your heart out

Rock, rock your little heart out
Rock, rock your little heart out

You rock it on down, ooh yeah
Rock a little, rock a little heart out, yeah, yeah
you gotta
rock your heart out (x4)
rock, rock, rock your heart out (x4)
you gotta
rock your little (x3)
heart out
you gotta rock your little heart
right, right out

ROCKER
(Young - Young - Scott)

I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
I'm a right out of controller
I'm a wheeler
I'm a dealer
I'm a wicked woman stealer
I'm a bruiser
I'm a cruiser
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

Got slicked black hair
Skin tight jeans
Cadillac car
And a teenage dream

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

Got lorex socks
Blue suede shoes
V8 car
And tattoos

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man

I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin', rockin rollin man, hey

Wanna jive honey?
C'mon, spin you 'round, hey yeah

Yeah I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, makin' you roll

ROCKIN' IN THE PARLOUR
(Young - Young)

I met her in Caroline
Round about sixty-nine
Well she came up to me and said, "Hi there honey
How'd you like to come along"

Cause we're gonna have a party
Yeah a rock 'n' roll party
Well we're gonna have a party
And before I knew
We were rockin' in the parlour
Rockin' in the parlour

Well the next time I saw her roll
Was way down in Mexico
She said, "I've got some booze around at my place
So come along and have some fun"

Cause we're gonna have a party
Yeah a rock 'n' roll party
Well we're gonna have a party
And before I knew
We were rockin' in the parlour
Rockin' in the parlour

Alright!
Rockin' in the parlour
Rockin' in the parlour
And before I knew
We were rockin' in the parlour
Alright!
Rockin' in the parlour
Rockin' in the parlour
Rockin' in the parlour
...

RUFF STUFF


I like 'em big and I like 'em small
And if I had to take the oath I would take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
(It's what I want)

She's a saint, she's a sinner
She's a rave, rave, rave
She's a woman, she's a winner
In every way, way, way
She don't want love
Nor cabaret that's out
She like to play around
That suits me fine
I like it better when she read my mind
You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game

CHORUS:
Just give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
You don't want ruff stuff?
Don't want your face around here

Make you shake, make you shiver
Make you pray, pray, pray
Gonna make you quake, make you quiver
And turn you grey, grey, grey
I don't need brakes
They slow me down too much
They keep me out of touch
They lock me in
I like it better when I pull the pin
You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game

CHORUS

I like them big and I like them small
And if they asked me to take an oath, I would have to take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
Baby wanna ruff stuff
Ruff Stuff Baby
Baby give me ruff stuff
Takin' all the ruff stuff
(I want that)

Don't want your face round here
Don't want your face round here
I don't want your face round my backyard any more

SAFE IN NEW YORK CITY
(Young - Young)

Hello baby gimme your hand
Check out the high spots the lay of the land
You don't need a rocket or a big limousine
Come on over baby and I'll make you obscene

I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City

All over the city and down to the dives
Don't mess with this place it'll eat you alive
Got lip smackin' honey to soak up the jam
On top of the world ma' ready to slam

I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City

Movin' all over like a jumpin' bean
Take a look at that thing in the tight ass jeans
Comin' your way now you may be in luck
Don't you fret boy she's ready to buck

I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City

I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
I feel safe in New York City
New York, New York, New York
I feel safe in a cage in New York City

SATELLITE BLUES
(Young - Young)

She makes the place a jumpin'
The way she moves around
She like a rump and rollin'
That's when she get it out
And when she start a rockin'
She bring me to the boil
She like to give it out some

New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)

A picture clear for watchin'
The dish is runnin' hot
The box is set for pumpin'
She gonna take the lot
The way she get the butt in
She's gettin' set to ball
I like to chew it up some

New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues), yeah yeah
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)

Can't get nothin' on the dial
The frigin' thing gone wild
All I get's the dumbed down news
New satellite blues

New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
I got the satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)

This thing's nothing but a load of crap
I'm gonna send it right back
You can stick it where it hurts...
Mac!
I got the satellite blues

SCHOOL DAYS
(Chuck Berry)

C'mon ...

Up in the morning and out to school
The teacher is teaching the golden rule
American history and practical maths
You studyin' hard and you're hopin' to pass
Ooh you're working your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone

Ring ring goes the bell
The cook in the kitchen is ready to sell
But you're lucky if you can find a seat
You're fortunate if you got time to eat
Well back in the classroom open your books
Ooh the teacher don't know how mean she looks

Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roll
Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roll
Hail hail rock 'n' roll, hail hail rock 'n' roooooll

As soon as 3 o'clock goes around
You finally lay your burden down
Throw down your books and outta your seat
You go down the hallway into the street
And you're tryin' to forget just where you've been
You find a juke joint, you go in

You drop the quarter right into the slot
You gotta hear something that's really hot, like me
With the one you love you're makin' romance
All day long they wanted to dance
And you're feeling the music from head to toe
As round and round and round you go
Get over here

Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll
Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll
Long live rock 'n' roll, long live rock 'n' roll, hey

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll
Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll
Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, c'mon

Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll
Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll
Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll, rock, rock, rock 'n' roll

SEND FOR THE MAN
(Young, Young & Johnson)

Do you want love
Dirty dirty love
Do you want lust
Just a little lust
You want a bad reputation
You wanna better your score
I got the qualifications
I can open any door

Send for the man, yeah!
Send for the man, (yeah!)

You like a dream
You're dirty low and mean
You're good enough to eat
You're sticky hot and sweet
Need a shot of rhythm and loving
You make a black sheep a ram
This ain't no gun in my pocket
I got the goods in my hand, yeah

Send for the man

Send for the man (yeah!)
Send for the man (yeah!)
Send for the man (yeah!)
You gotta keep away from the decadent Dan
Send for the man, yeah!
He won't give a damn, (yeah!)
Send for the man, (yeah!)
Send for the man, (yeah!)
Send for the man, (yeah!)
Send for the man, (yeah!)