10. I Remember You

[Bolan, Snake]

Woke up to the sound of pouring rain
The wind would whisper and I'd think of you
And all the tears you cried, that called my name
And when you needed me I came through

I paint a picture of the days gone by
When love went blind and you would make me see
I'd stare a lifetime into your eyes
So that I knew you were there for me
Time after time you were there for me

Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand - I remember you
Through the sleepless nights and every endless day
I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you

We spend the summer with the top rolled down
Wished ever after would be like this
You said I love you babe, without a sound
I said I'd give my life for just one kiss
I'd live for your smile and die for your kiss

Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand - I remember you
Through the sleepless nights and every endless day
I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you

We've had our share of hard times
But that's the price we paid
And through it all we kept the promise that we made
I swear you'll never be lonely

Woke up to the sound of pouring rain
Washed away a dream of you
But nothing else could ever take you away
'Cause you'll always be my dream come true
Oh my darling, I love you

Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand - I remember you
Through the sleepless nights and every endless day
I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you

Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand - I remember you
Through the sleepless nights and every endless day
I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you

11. Midnight/Tornado

[Fallon, Snake]

The night approaches, after dark you have no chance
Ooh, when moonlight takes the sky, you'll feel my dark romance

I'm on your footsteps and I wait behind your back
I spread like fire upon the streets I'm ready to attack

I'm the only thing you need
Upon your love I feed

When the clock strikes midnite
I'm on the prowl of love
When the clock strikes midnite
The time is right to call you out

When I'm feeling wicked and my blood is running hot
Electric is my touch baby you don't know what you've got

Only in the evening at night I come alive
So try to keep your passion deep I need it to survive

I'm the only thing you need
Upon your love I feed

When the clock strikes midnite
I'm on the prowl of love
When the clock strikes midnite
The time is right to call you out

When the clock strikes midnite
When the wicked moon starts to rise
When the clock strikes midnite
I'm alive

When the clock strikes midnite
I'm on the prowl of love
When the clock strikes midnite
The time is right to call you out

When the clock strikes midnite
When the wicked moon starts to rise
When the clock strikes midnite
I'm alive

"Slave To The Grind" (1991)



1. Monkey Business
2. Slave To The Grind
3. The Threat
4. Quicksand Jesus
5. Psycho Love
6. Beggar's Day
7. Get The Fuck Out
8. Livin' On A Chain Gang
9. Creepshow
10. In A Darkened Room
11. Riot Act
12. Mudkicker
13. Wasted Time

1. Monkey Business

[Bolan, Snake]

Outside my window there's a
Whole lot of trouble comin'
The cartoon killers and the
Rag cover clones
Stack heels kickin' rhythm
Of social circumcision
Can't close the closet on
Shoe box full of bones

Kangaroo lady with her bourbon
in a pouch
Can't afford the rental on
a bamboo couch
Collecting back her favors 'cause her
well is running dry
I know her act is terminal,
But she ain't gonna die

Slim intoxicado drinkin' dime
store hooch
Is always in a circle with his
part-time pooch
Little creepy's playing dollies in the
New York rain
Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife
Ooh the pain

I ain't seen the sun since I don't
know when
The freaks come out at nine
And it's twenty to ten
What's this funk
That you call junk
To me it's just monkey business

Blind man in the vox that will
probably die
The village kids laugh as they walk by
A psycho is on the edge of this human
garbage dump
And the vultures in the sewers
are telling
Him to jump

Into the fire from the frying pan
Tripping on his tounge
For a cool place to stand
Where's this shade
That you've got it made
To me it's just monkey business

Monkey business
Slippin' on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain't your business if I got
No monkey on my back

Monkey business
Slippin' on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain't your business
If I got
Monkey's on my back

The vaseline gypsies and silicone souls
Dressed to the society
Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
Can't get you by that monkey

2. Slave To The Grind

[Bach, Bolan, Snake]

You got me forced to crack
my lids in two
I'm still stuck inside this rubber room
I gotta punch the clock that
leads the blind
I'm just another gear in the assembly
line - oh no

The noose gets tighter around
my throat
But I ain't at the end of my rope 'cause
I won't be the one left behind
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind

Get it?

A routine injection, a lethal dose
But my day in the sun ain't even close
There's no need to waste
your prayers on me
You better mark my words
'cause I'm history
Yes indeed

You might beg for mercy to get by
But I'd rather tear this thorn
from my side

I won't be the one left behind
You can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind

They swallowed thier daggers by
turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart
brick by brick
I'm sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide

They swallowed thier daggers by
turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart
brick by brick
I'm sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide

I won't be the one left behind

You can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
You can't be king of the world
If you're slave to the grind

I said slave to the grind
Slave to the grind

3. The Threat

[Bolan, Snake]

I've been convicted with and
without reason
Tarred and feathered like a piper on
a killing spree
And felt the anger of generations
And been the target of the cheap shots
of authority

So you think you cut me down to size
Well there's something you
should realize
It's gonna take more than a break
in the law
To make me smile pretty for the
wreckin' ball

Won't beg, won't bleed
The end of sacrifice is a threat
to society
Hard line, you'll see
Once you've made a mark, you've
made a threat to society

I wasn't put here to be treated
Like some disease you hoped would go
away if left alone
You can sweep me under the carpet
But, I'll still infect your need to use me
as a steppin' stone

So you think you cut me down to size
Well there's something you
should realize
It's gonna take more than a break
in the law
To make me smile pretty for the
wreckin' ball

Won't beg, won't bleed
The end of sacrifice is a threat
to society
Hard line, you'll see
Once you've made a mark, you've
made a threat to society

So you think you cut me down to size
Well there's something you
should realize
It's gonna take more than a break
in the law
To make me smile pretty for the
wreckin' ball

4. Quicksand Jesus

[Bolan, Snake]

She caught the melting sky
It burned but still the winter passes
by and by
To the other side

A slow parade of wind
That blows through threes
That wilted with the season's children
Are we saved by the words
of bastard saints
Do we live in fear or faith
Tell me now who's behind the rain

A maze of tangled grace
The symptoms of ?for real? are
crumbling from embrace
But still we chase..the shadows
of belief
And new religion clouds our visions of
the roots of our souls

Are we ashamed of our own fate
Or play the fool for our own sake
Tell me who's behind the rain

What do we need where do we go
When we get where we don't know
Why should we doubt the virgin white
of fallen snow
When faith's our shelter from the cold

Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away
without you
Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away
without you
Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away
without you

Quicksand Jesus I need you
Quicksand Jesus I belive you
Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away

5. Psycho Love

[Bolan]

Check out Clementine
Cleanin' needles in her wine
Face down in her one-eyed world
With her brain-dead valentine

She'll be your zombie, your livin' dead
Her sweet corruption
It's gonna make you, gonna break you
Ohh yeah, she said...

Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love
We'll shine and pray for rain
To heal my psycho love

Legs at ten and two
Chain her down that's what you do
King Tut and snake-eyed slut
In the pink but screamin' blue

I'll taste your crazy, you smell insane
I'm just another ghost
Inside your spirits hall of fame

Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love
We'll shine and pray for rain
To heal my psycho love

As the warm smooth soul
Chases through the cold silence
of a body
A body of touch not feel
One question is she a stone in the
devil's garden
Or a speck in an angels dust
Ashes to ashes
And lust to lust

She'll teach you true love
Watchin' you turn blue love
She'll wrap you in a chokehold
And suck your symptom dry

6. Beggar's Day

[Bach, Bolan, Snake]

Suzi got an Uzi what a beautiful bride
That's where the trouble began
Will there be any objection or a bloody resurrection'
It's only up to Suzanne
A load of ammunition in her hand

[CHORUS]

She had 'em laughin' in the aisles
Venus Dee in the critical file
She wasn't there to pray
The killing joke had 'em laughin' all the way

All the way, all the way to beggar's day
She vowed to take 'em any way she can
All the way, all the way to beggar's day
Her jealous claim to fame has come
Now, all you beggars pay

Adam's in the chapel and he's swallowing his apple
Wearing out his ball and chain
But things were gettin' shady when the honorable maidy
Broke out the forty caliber rain
No no no no no no no no

[CHORUS]

7. Get The Fuck Out

Your jokes ain't funny and there's nothin' you say that I wanna hear
The sound of the door slammin' your ass out is music to my ears
If I can't beat you then I m gonna beat you to a pulp
So can the TV rays and take my tonsil glaze right down your throat

You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper no need to shout
This party s over so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out

Well I puke I stink bitch get me a drink 'cause I m payin' for the room
I ain't buying you breakfast so keep your mouth busy and wrap your lips all
around my attitiude
Take a walk with me with your triple double Ds and your 40 foot do
Why you walkin' funny you must have spent some time with the boys in the
crew

You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper no need to shout
This party s over so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out

The morning's comin' in and this is my bed
If I find you here when I wake up
The maid is gonna find me dead.

You're standin' to close what the fuck's with you
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper no need to shout
This party s over so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out