"Skin & Bones"


The last time I fell I left a piece of myself
I was so broken up, I should've stayed down
Heaven can't you help me, I'm losing this war
I won't die young from just battle scars.

Keep the devil out of my soul.
C'mon and save me,
From a heart of stone
Tell the Lord, he can take me now,
I'm a shell of a man
Just skin and bones

I had a little sister who could drink up a storm.
If the liquor didn't kill her she'd be twenty-one.
The good times, bad times, remember them all?
It must have been the thunder and alcohol.

Keep the devil out of my soul.
C'mon and save me,
From a heart of stone
Tell the Lord, he can take me now,
I'm a shell of a man
Just skin and bones

Skeletons in the closet keep me awake at night.
The thing that really scares me are the monsters,
I live with everyday.

"Alien"


Words & music by Gilby Clarke

Can't watch my television
Ain't enough science fiction?
I'm scuzzied out of my head
Powered down everything
The static's deafening
All wired up for the end

Am I on top of the world?
I'm crashing down on you

Chorus
Am I an Alien, am I an Alien
I got this second skin deteriorating

Still floating day to day
I phase out wondering
My spaceship wrecked my future home
Synthesized and traumatized
A disaster amplified
My star burned out of control

"I'm Nobody"


Words & music by Clarke

If there's no hope no resolution to hope for
I'll be sad a little unwrapped but not so hopeless like I was
Now that the worlds crashing down

Chorus
Oh Yeah, I'm nobody who never had a chance
Oh Yeah, I'm nobody who never had a chance

So decadent, socially wrecked a little sexually frustrated
You crashed my car and burned my house now you're useless and left out
Now the worlds crashing down

Bridge
I ain't coming around here no more
I ain't coming around here no more

"Wasn't Yesterday Great"


Sold my Stones 45's
And traded in my 'stang.
I lost it all in a time warp,
My generation boomeranged.

Yesterday, was it great?
Stayed in bed in my hangover clothes.
I couldn't get up for the day.
Wasn't yesterday great!

Dropping out of the machine,
Walk the nuclear slide.
Got a headache from the strobe lights,
An acid overdrive.

Yesterday, was it great?
Stayed in bed in my hangover clothes.
I couldn't get up for the day.
Wasn't yesterday great!

Put a quarter in the pay phone,
I buy all the lies.
If forever is a moment,
I'd sell tomorrow night.

Yesterday, was it great?
Stayed in bed in my hangover clothes.
I couldn't get up for the day.
Wasn't yesterday great!
Wasn't, wasn't yesterday great.

"Punk Rock Pollution"


I think you're really weird,
You're damned and neurotic.
Your green hair's kinda queer,
And it really makes me sick.
Your talk is so cheap,
Then your bullshits expensive.
Wash your mouth you stink,
Dangerous and vicious,
Like you, incarcerate me now.

I can't breathe, don't need,
That Punk rock pollution.
I can't breathe, don't need,
That punk rock pollution.

Somebody strung me up,
Violent stupid drunks.
Suffocate me now.
Don't leave me here in rehab bad Clash,
Used-up New York Dolls.

I can't breathe, don't need,
That punk rock pollution.
I can't breathe, don't need,
that punk rock pollution.

I think you're really weird,
Damned and neurotic queer.
Incarcerate me now, disintegrate me.
Wash your mouth, you really stink,
Dangerous and vicious, piece of shit.

Can't breathe, don't need,
That punk rock pollution.
I can't breathe, don't need,
That punk rock pollution.
Can't breathe, don't need, neat, neat, neat, neat
That punk rock pollution

"Kilroy Was Here"


Kilroy was here. He cashed a check and checked out.
His asphyxiation was such a mess when he was found.
Did I do you wrong? I did you no wrong.

I'm selling you what you sold me.
Suffocate in the air you breathe.
I'm selling you what you sold me.
Suffocate in the air you breath.

I wish you were here to tell everyone I got your car.
In all this doom was the guilt in satire.
Did I do you wrong? I did you no wrong.

I'm selling you what you sold me.
Suffocate in the air you breathe.
I'm selling you what you sold me.
Suffocate in the air you breath.

Falling off the world is the last thing I would do.
I'd do the same if I was you. You used to be so cruel.
It's the last thing that you'll do.

I'm selling you (Kilroy) what you sold me. (Was Here)
Suffocate in the air you breathe.
I'm selling you (Kilroy) I'm selling you. (Was Here)
I'm selling you (Kilroy) I'm selling you. (Was Here)

 

"Monkey Chow"


( Gilby Clarke )

I got this dirty politician
In my pocket full of greed
I take him out for parties
And let him do his thing
Did you see that silver T.S.
Showing off his new glam, man
Then he pushed his platform boots
Through his bitch's velvet pants

I'm gonna, wanna get it
I'm gonna, wanna spank it
I'm gonna wanna spend it
Faster than you can
I'm gonna, wanna get it
I'm gonna, wanna spank it
I'm gonna, wanna spend it
Faster than you can

Smash, fast, smash
Let the monkey do his thing
Smash, fast, smash
Let the monkey do his thing

What you gonna do
When you got everything you want
Someone's gonna tell you
Everything you want is wrong

I'm gonna, wanna get it
I'm gonna, wanna spank it
I'm gonna wanna spend it
Faster than you can
I'm gonna, wanna get it
I'm gonna, wanna spank it
I'm gonna, wanna spend it
Faster than you can

Smash, fast, smash
Let the monkey do his thing
Smash, fast, smash
Let the monkey do his thing

Gonna, wanna buy it
Gonna, wanna try it
Why you wanna fake it
Cause you know you can

Chorus

Smash, fast, smash
Let the monkey do his thing
Smash, fast, smash
Let the monkey do his thing
Smash, fast, smash
Let the monkey do his thing
Smash, fast, smash
Let the monkey do his thing

"Dropping Out"


Words & music by Clarke

I'd cut you off, but you're under my skin
Your fangs are hanging off of your lips
You've been dragging me down
Now I'm stranded again
My home is your shipwreck

Shameless is a town where I come from
I got the worst house on the street

Dropping Out
Is there anywhere I wanna go
Dropping Out
Is there anyone I can be
It's so lonely in this town
I'm Dropping Out

Mid-day blackouts and Vicodin cocktails
I'm seeing things that don't exist
Faking the cold sweats, a bad flashback
You're my enemy and my friend

"Can't Get That Stuff"


Words & music by Gilby Clarke

I went down to Bourbon Street
Got me a poorboy and a hurricane
I can't get that stuff no more, I can't get that stuff no more
No matter how I try I can't buy, I can't get that stuff no more

I went down 42nd Street
Got me a hooker and a bag of weed
I can't get that stuff no more, I can't get that stuff no more
No matter how I try I can't buy, I can't get that stuff no more

I walked down Hollywood Boulevard
I got lost looking for my star
I can't get that stuff no more, I can't get that stuff no more
No matter how I try I can't buy, I can't get that stuff no more

"Black"


If I told you I could love you,
I feel you'll think I'm weak.
I've never had a friend who was my lover.
Honestly.

When I wake up from my sleep,
And I feel you next to me.
I'm so happy inside.
But I'll be crushed if you leave.

It's so (black) black, so (sad) sad.
No one understands my Hell.
It's so (black) black, so (sad) sad.
I'm a strange to myself.

See, a man can hurt a woman.
It'll burn but she'll still forgive.
But woman who is unfaithful,
Kills a man.

Darkness follows on anyone who welcomes it.
When you're in my bed, It's my home and it's sacred.

It's so (black) black, so (sad) sad.
No one understands my Hell.
It's so (black) black, so (sad) sad.
I'm a strange to myself.

No one understands my Hell.
It's my own, it's my own.
It's so black, it's so black.
No one understands my Hell.
I'm always alone 'cuz no one... no one.