"Get Out of Here"

Pack up, I've had enough, that's it, I quit
Give up, you win, I lose, you win
You choose, you stay
I'll go, you stay, I lose

I used to be a dreamer
But I realize that it's not my style at all
In fact it becomes clearer that a dreamer
Doesn't stand a chance at all

Get out of here
Get out of here
Get out
Do I make myself clear

No way, I must go, can't stay, must run
No chance, I can't give a second chance
No hope, there's no hope for you now
No romance, no more romance

No how, no how could we stay together
No need, I have no need for you now
No fear, no fear of you no more

Get out of here
Get out of here
Do I make myself clear

Pack up, give in, go home, get out

I used to be a dreamer
But I realized that it's not my style at all
In fact it becomes clearer that a dreamer
Doesn't stand a chance at all

And I've become bitter
For I believe that this is better
No matter, whatever, whenever
We can never ever stay together

Get out of here
Go

Do I make myself plain
I don't want to ever see you again
Get out of here

Pack up, give in, get out of here
Rev up, go away, get out of here
Give in, go home, right away, get to
Pack up, give in, give up, rev up
Go away ... out

"Gonna Creep Up On You"

I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna gonna

The writing on the wall showed the scandal
Pointed out the victim of the vandal
The lady was upset by the angle
Scratch your back and hot to handle

I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna gonna

You're sly, you're slick, you're sleek, you're outstanding
My legs are week, my heart, it beats, it's pounding
Soon you're gonna weep in your sleepless surrounding
`Cause I'm the one taking you down for grounding

I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna gonna

Little lady let me take a little bit of your love

"Got To Give It Up"

I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff
I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff

Tell my mama and tell my pa
That their fine young son didn't get far
He made it to the end of a bottle
Sitting in a sleazy bar

He tried hard but his spirit broke
He tried until he nearly choked
In the end he lost his
Bottle drinking alcohol

I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff
I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff

Tell my brother I tried to write and
Put pen to paper but I was frightened
I couldn't seem to get the words out right
Right quite right

Tell my sister I'm sinking slow
Now and again I powder my nose
In the end I lost my bottle
It smashed in a casbah

I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff
I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff

I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff
I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff

I've been messing with the heavy stuff
For a time I couldn't get enough
But I'm waking up and it's wearing off
Junk don't take you far

Tell my Mama I'm coming home
In my youth I'm getting older
And I think it's lost control
Mama I'm coming home

I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff
I've got to give it up I've got to give it up
That stuff

"Having A Good Time"

Me and my buddies we're going to get drunk
We're going to go out on the town
We'll be checking it out, slipping it in
And stepping out of line
You know everybody likes to get a little crazy
In their own particular way
But my buddies and I we go over the top
And we're going over again today

We'll be having a good time
Passing the by-line
Having a good time
You know it's a rock and roll pastime

It might be typical, topical or maybe tropical
That doesn't mean anything
If you're political, practical
Then it's improbable, that you do anything
But me and my buddies we like to go crazy
We like to go over the hill
Hey, woman will you be there, because my buddies and I will

Having a good time
Passing the by-line
We'll be having a good time
It's a rock and roll pastime

"hey, snowy...play a bit for me
That was snowy white
And he likes err...it in the night
The next to play
I must say, is scott gorham
And away..."

We'll be having a good time
Passing the by-line
Having a good time
It's a rock and roll pastime

Let's play that one more time
Hit me with that drum brian
Hit me as hard as you can
Oh yes, that's they way I like it
Do it again, do it again, let's do it again

Having a good time
Oh yes I like this
Having a good time
Typical, topical, who cares?
Having a good time
Political, practical, impossible
Having a good time

Don't ask me why jack?
Having a good time
Ho! ho! ho! ho! ho!
Having a good time
Having a wild time
Having a good time
I'm slipping on the inside
Having a good time
That's fine having a good time
Having a good time
Drinking beaujolais
No that doesn't rhyme
Having a good time
I'm talking from the top of my head
Having a good time
To the bottom of your soul

"Heart Attack"

Mama I'm dying of a heart attack, heart attack, heart attack
I love that girl but she don't love me back
My girl she tells me that we're breaking up, breaking up, breaking up
My heart can't handle the strain that's shaking it

She tried to tell me no so long ago
I would not listen but now I know

Papa I'm drinking for an overload, overload, overload
The gun in my pocket is all ready to explode
Papa I'm dying of an overdose, overdose, overdose
I tried to warn you don't come too close

I tried to tell you way back when we were young
I tried to warn you there was something wrong
Mama I'm dying
Oh papa I'm dying, dying

Heart attack

"Hey You"

You're living in a small town
The people there are cold
Just living in a small town
Just doing as you're told
You move up to the jungle
You find that it's a hell
When you slip, you fall, you stumble
They lock you in a cell

Hey you, you've got it made
Hey you, you've got it made
Hey you, you've got it made
Hey you, all your friends told you in your small town
Hey you, you've got it made

Just living in your home town
Sometimes it's kinda cruel
Living in your home town
Where they treat you like a fool
You move up to the city
You find that it's tough
And it doesn't seem very pretty
Now you're sleeping in the rough

Hey you, you've got it made
Hey you, you've got it made
Hey you
You've got it made
Hey you
You're heading for the big time
Hey you, you've got it made
You're headed for a life of crime

Living in this jungle
It's like living in a hell
When you slip, you fall, you stumble
They lock you in a cell
You move out to the country
For something you have done
You're living in the country
Why don't you go back to where you come from?

Hey you, you've got it made
Hey you, you've got it made
Hey you, you've got it made
Hey you, you've got it made
Hey you, you've got it made

Forget all these backslappers
You don't stand a chance
Why don't you go home?
Go right back to where you come from
Don't get involved in this masquerade
This big city is going to eat you up
All the backslapping
Hey you, you've got it made

"Hollywood"

They say people out in hollywood
Live their life out in black and white
They're living out a technicolor dream
Next day they're a star overnight

Not like living in new york
Man, it's tougher
Not like in london town
Boy, you suffer

Nobody give a break
When you're down on your luck
Everybody's on the take
When you're down on your luck
You can't make a mistake
When you're down on your luck

People out in hollywood
They got a lot of class
You see the boys strutting down the boulevard
Trying to make a pass

Not like in new york
It's high rise, it's concrete and complex
Not like in london town
It reigns down on its subjects

Nobody give a damn
When you're down on your luck
Nobody understands
When you're down on your luck
Lady chance, she won't dance
When you're down on your luck

People out in hollywood
They can make it to the stars
They can reach the screen
Drive around in big expensive convertible cars

Not like in new york
All you've got is broadway
Not like in the west end of london
You can't make it no way

Nobody give a damn
When you're down on your luck
Nobody understands
When you're down on your luck
You've got to strut your stuff
When you're down on your luck

You can't take it easy, it ain't good enough
When you're down on your luck
Everybody's on the make
When you're down on your luck
Nobody give a fair deal
When you're down on your luck

Nobody understands my uncle sam
When you're down on your luck
I'm ready for the dance
When you're down on your luck
I gotta make a dollar holler
When you're down on your luck

"Honesty Is No Excuse"

Up till now I used to pass my time
Drinking beer so slowly, sometimes wine
No God, air, water or sunshine
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and I used it

Up till now my youthful stage
A useless rage, a torn out page, a worn out gauge
A dirty shade, a big charade, a has been made
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and I used it

I never, I never, I never

Up till now my love life
A few sweet kisses, a little missus, a fork and knife
a happy home, a hand to hold, a land to roam
And honesty was my only excuse
I took my life in my own hands and I abused it

Up till now I used to tap dance
Take a girl by the hand saying I need your , I need your romance
Oh I had so many chances
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and abused it

Up till now the path of life was fair enough
Enough was fair, all was right
And now I know, I see the light
And honesty was my only excuse

"I Don't Want To Forget How To Jive"

I don't wanna forget how to jive
Get my mookie, keep 'em alive, baby
Don't wanna lose ya
Goodbye, a-huh, huh, yeah

I don't wanna forget how to rock
Lose, wearin' toll
Well, it show ya, oh yeah, oh well, well

I don't wanna forget how to jive
I just wanna keep 'em alive
I don't wanna forget how to die
I just cold shower

Don't wanna forget how to jive
Went bobbin' with a bip-bop
bop bop bop bop bop
billy bop, a-billy a-bop, a-billy a-bop bop bop bop bill bop
Uh-huh, oh yeah

I don't wanna lose ya
I don't want you
Shush my dragon
You got new chil'
Ow!

I don't wanna fotget how to jive
I just wanna feel alive
I don't wanna forget how to rock
No child
Don't wanna forget how to jive
Went boppin'...[fade]

"It's Getting Dangerous"

The man finds himself alone for the first time in his life
He's always got a problem, he's got to work it out wrong or right
He's got to work it out, he's so lonely in the night
He's got to work it all alone

Now who in the world would believe that he's got another trick up his sleeve
And who in the world wants to know which way should he go
Which way should he turn? which way should he learn?
Which day should he stop? which way to the top?

I remember him when we were friends, when we were young, way back then
I still can recall when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all

This living on his own has turned his heart to stone and it's all pain
He sits out on his own and eats his heart out alone in the pouring rain
Now who in the world would have know
That just a few years ago his love could have grown and grown

Through the rain, the sleet and snow
But the rain, the sleet and snow chills the heart and kills the soul
So the let the cold winds blow
What he doesn't see he doesn't know

I remember him when we were friends, when we were young, way back then
I recall it all when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all

I remember it still, I always will when we were friends way back then
I recall it all when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all
He said, "watch out for the danger"
He said, "watch out"

The man is a winner for the first time in his life
He looks a little thinner but he says "hey that doesn't matter"
But if you look closely
You'll see a cold smug self-satisfactory smile behind

And now that he has won it doesn't matter how or which way it was done
Now that he's in control, revenge is in his heart and soul
The power is at his fingertips, vengeance is on his lips
But the power he fought to control now has got him in its grips

I remember him when we were friends, when we were young, way back then
I recall it all when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all

I remember it still, I always will when we were friends way back then
I recall it all when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all

I remember him when we were friends, when we were young, way back then
But now we're all grown up and we're strangers
You see, bit by bit, part by part, we slipped and slipped
Till we'd grown apart and now we're strangers