GOODBYE & GOOD RIDDANCE TO BAD LUCK


Getting (bombed | bummed) out on booze
Got nothing to lose
Run out of money
Disposable blues
Sleazy hotels
Like living in hell
The girls on the hustle
With nothing to sell
Want something for nothing
It's always the same
Keep pushing and shoving
And I'm down on the game
Always in trouble
Forever detained

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
And good riddance to bad luck

Well spread out the news
There's a free man loose
Back out of jail
And chasing some flooze
Bad luck has changed
Broken the chains
Lay down a claim
For monetary gains
Wonder what's coming
Out for the take
Freedom for loving
And lust for the taste
Eyes are wide open
Wild to the game

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
And good riddance to bad luck

Goodbye and good riddance to bad luck
(Woo yeah
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
and good riddance to bad luck
oooh yeah
to bad luck

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bad luck

Goodbye, good riddance to bad luck
said goodbye, good riddance to bad luck
Broken the chains
of bad luck
Bye, bye, bye
Bad luck
Throw down the gates
of bad luck
goodbye and good riddance
to bad luck)

GOT YOU BY THE BALLS


Hey mister businessman
Head of the company
Are you looking for a lady
One who likes to please?
Hey mister businessman
This one likes to tease
With a special service
In French quantities
But she won't sacrifice
What you want tonight
She won't come across
Unless there's money in her hand
And she's calling all the shots

She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls

Hey mister businessman
High society
She can play the school girl
And spank you all you please
But she won't sacrifice
What you want tonight
She won't come across
Unless there's money in her hand
She don't go overtime

She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
(Kiss your balls goodbye)

Hang it left, hang it right,
Got you by the balls
Got your shorts, got your curlies
Got you - by the balls

She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
Yeah, yeah
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls

GUNS FOR HIRE
(Young, Young & Johnson)

The word is out that I'm about
And I come gunnin' for you
I'm a real entertainer a mischief maker
A lover of no fixed abode
Ooh quick draw on the floor
No law give you more
Sweet talkin' lover of sin
You want what you get
You get what you want
Look out woman

I got guns for hire
Shoot you with desire
The gun's for hire
Shoot you with desire

I'm a wanted poster a needed man
Wanted right across the land
I'm a smooth operator a big dictator
Gonna mark you with my brand

My gun's for hire
Shoot you with desire
Got guns for hire
Shoot you with desire
Quick draw
On the floor
Big shot

Stick 'em up
Hot to trot big shot take the lot
Never get the drop on me
I'm a real entertainer mischief maker
Love in seven languages

My gun's for hire
Shoot you with desire
This gun's for hire
I shoot you with desire
My gun's for hire
Shoot you with desire
A gun's for hire
I shoot you with desire

What you got
Big shot
You can't get
You can't get the drop
On me

HAIL CAESAR


He be the count of Monte Cristo

Could be a quake any day
Maybe somebody from Siam
Begin the era of a new rage
Keeps lickin' all the honey
Chewin' up the fat he rakes
Instead of sending to the lions
They cover him with praise

All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail!
All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail!

Down at the epicenter
Things started heatin' up
Rockin' on the richter scale [Rockin' up the richter scale]
Swinging in the chariot
Around and around we go
The senators rehearse the tale
Starring in the coliseum
Tied upon the rack
Up comes the thumb of Caesar
To stab you in the back

All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail!
All hail Caesar, Hail, Hail!

Down at the epicenter
Things started heatin' up
Rockin' on the richter scale
Swingin' in the chariot
Around and around we go
the Senators rehearse the tale

"Watch out Caesar, watch out Caesar"

[I said hail, I said hail!
I said Hail, I said Hail!

Hail
Hail
Hail
Hail
Hail
Hail
Hail
Hail
Hail ]

[All hail Caesar, hail, hail!
All hail Caesar, hail, hail!
All hail Caesar, hail, hail!
All hail Caesar, hail, hail!

You need eyes in the back of your head boy,
or you're dead.]

HAVE A DRINK ON ME
(Young - Young - Johnson)

Whiskey gin and brandy
With a glass I'm pretty handy
I'm tryin' to walk a straight line
On sour mash and cheap wine
So join me for a drink boys
We gonna make a big noise
So don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Take it today
Forget about the cheque we'll get hell to pay

Have a drink on me
Yeah have a drink on me
Yeah have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
C'mon

I'm dizzy drunk and fightin'
On tequila white lightnin'
Yes my glass is getting shorter
On whiskey ice and water
Yeah so c'mon have a good time
And get blinded outta your mind
So don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Take it today
Forget about the cheque we'll get hell to pay

Have a drink on me
Yeah have a drink on me
Yeah have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Get stoned

Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
C'mon

Gonna roll around
Gonna hit the ground
Take another swing
Have another drink
Gonna drink you dry
Gonna get me high
C'mon all the boys
Make a noise
Have a drink on me (have a drink on me)
Have a drink on me (have a drink on me)
Have a drink on me (have a drink on me)
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Have a drink
On, me

HEATSEEKER


Oooh, we're gettin' ready
Ow
Here we go
hahaha
I'm ready
Oooh)

Getting ready to rock
Getting ready to roll
I'm gonna turn up the heat
I'm gonna fire up the coal
I gotta keep that motor turning
I gotta keep that engine clean
I gotta keep those tires burning
I've got the best you've ever seen

And I'm a heatseeker burning up your town
And I'm a heatseeker, and I, I don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down
To hose me down

Getting ready to break
Getting ready to go
Get your shoes off and shake
Get your head down and blow
You gotta keep that woman firing
You gotta keep that serpent clean
You gotta make her sound the siren
You gotta hear that lady scream

Cause I'm a heatseeker, charging up the sky
And I'm a heatseeker, I don't, I don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down
Don't hose me down

(Aw yeah, here ya go, yow! Ready? Heatseeker!)

I wanna see you get up
And see the whites of your eyes
And I'm a heatseeker, heatseeker, yeah!
I'm gonna measure you up
I'm gonna try you for size
And I'm a heatseeker
Gotta keep that motor turning
You gotta keep that engine clean
You gotta keep those tires burning
I've got the best you've ever seen

And I'm a heatseeker, and I don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down,
I'm a heatseeker
And I'm a heatseeker
Heatseeker

Out on the street feel the heat

HELL AIN'T A BAD PLACE TO BE
(Young - Young - Scott)

Hey you, yeah you

Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot
Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not
Puts me down, fool me around
Why she do it to me
Out for satisfaction
Any piece of action
That ain't the way it should be

She needs lovin'
Knows I'm the man
She's gotta see
Pours my beer
Licks my ear
Brings out the devil in me
Hell ain't a bad place to be

Spends my money
Drinks my booze
Stays out every night
But I got to thinkin', hey just a minute
Somethin' ain't right
All this disillusions and confusion
Make me wanna cry
Oh the shame you, playin' your games
Tellin' me those lies

Don't mind her playin' demon
Long as it's with me
If this is hell
Then you could say
It's heavenly
Hell ain't a bad place to be

Late at night
Turns down the light
Closes up on me
Opens my heart
Tears me apart
Brings out the devil in me

Hell ain't no bad place to be
I said hell ain't no bad place to be
Hell ain't no bad place to be
Hell ain't no bad place to be

HELL OR HIGH WATER
(Young, Young & Johnson)

Watch out, get outta my way
Did ya hear what I say
Everybody, you don't have to choose it
You don't have to prove it
It's only rock 'n' roll
Mama done told me, papa done scold me
Superstition, black cat in the cradle
Dancing on the table, don't you snake on me
Mama done told me, daddy done scold me
Told me, show me
You know that he told me

Come hell or high water, come hell or high water
Come hell or high water, come hell or high water

Blood money, lying through your back teeth
Fighting on the main street, breathe your last breath on me
Mama done told me, poor boy get home
Hot loving, trigger happy feeling
Touching up and teasing
You know it so bad
Mama done told me, papa done scold me
Told me, showed me
Rock 'n' rolled me

Come hell or high water, come hell or high water
Come hell or high water, come hell or high water
Come hell, hell, hell, hell, give 'em hell

Come hell or high water, come hell or high water
Come hell or high water, come hell or high water
Come hell or high water, come hell or high water
Come hell or high water, come hell or high water
Come hell or high water, come hell or high water
Come hell or high water
I tell ya
Come hell
Come hell
Come hell

HELLS BELLS
(Young - Young - Johnson)

I'm rolling thunder, pouring rain
I'm coming on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young but you're gonna die
I won't take no prisoners won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get ya, satan get ya

Hells bells
Hells bells, you got me ringing
Hells bells, my temperature's high
Hells bells

I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil, you're a friend of mine
See the white light flashing as I split the night
Cos if good's on the left then I'm sticking to the right
I won't take no prisoners won't spare no lives
Nobody's puttin' up a fight
I got my bell I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get ya satan get ya

Hells bells
Hells bells, you got me ringing
Hells bells, my temperature's high
Hells bells

Hells bells, satan's coming to you
Hells bells, he's ringing them now
Those hells bells, the temperature's high
Hells bells, across the sky
Hells bells, they're taking you down
Hells bells, they're dragging you down
Hells bells, gonna split the night
Hells bells, there's no way to fight
Hells bells

HIGH VOLTAGE
(Young - Young - Scott)

Well you ask me 'bout the clothes I wear
And you ask me why I grow my hair
And you ask me why I'm in a band
I dig doin' one night stands
And you wanna see me do my thing
All you gotta do is plug me into high

I said high
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll

Well you ask me why I like to dance
And you ask me why I like to sing
And you ask me why I like to play
I got to get my kicks some way
And You ask me what I'm all about
Come on let me hear you shout high

I said high
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
Rock 'n' roll

I said high, I get high, aaaah!
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll

Stars, bulbs....
Spotlight, put the lights out, turn me on
(High voltage rock 'n' roll)
(High voltage rock 'n' roll)

Wine, women and song
(High voltage, high voltage)
Plugged in and turned on.....