Azure and Spawn's Australian dedication toALICE COOPER
MUSCLE OF LOVE
1973
BIG APPLE DREAMIN'(Hippo)
We're so young and pretty, we're so young and clean
So many things that we have never seen
Let's move from Ohio, sell this damn old store
Big Apple dreamin' on a wooden floor
Skyscrapers and subways and stations
Staring up at the United Nations
New York is waiting for you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down
New York, we're coming to see what you're made of
Are you as great as you sound?
Heard about them massages, and all those dirty shows
I read somewhere some places never close
While we waste time on yokels comin' through the door
Big Apple dreamin' on a wooden floor
Skyscrapers and subways and stations
Staring up at the United Nations
New York is waiting for you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down
New York, we're coming to see what you're made of
Are you as great as you sound?
New York is waiting for you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down
New York, we're coming to see what you're made of
Are you as tough as you sound?
Oh, New York is waiting for you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down
New York, we're coming to see what you're made of
Are you as tough as you sound?
Yeah, New York is waiting, baby
Waiting to swallow us down
New York, we're coming, see what you're made of
You can't be as tough as you sound
Oh, New York, you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down
New York, we're coming, see what you're made of
Are you as great as you sound?
Oh, New York, Oh, New York we're coming
Oh, we're coming to see what you're made of
Oh, you can't be as tough as you sound
Me and my baby, we're coming
Oh, we're coming
They're waiting for you and me, baby
NEVER BEEN SOLD BEFORE
You ask me, "Babe, can you work tonight?"
I've been up, babe, since broad daylight
I just can't believe that you're selling me
You never sold me before
I just can't become your lousy whore
Yeah, I'm stacked nice, they really like my style
Fifty bucks babe, ha, can't even buy my smile
I just can't believe that you're selling me
You never sold me before
I just can't become your lousy whore
I find I come around just to lay this money on you, babe
I'm sick of streets, chicks and dicks, and I'm
I'm really sick of you
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
I just can't believe that you're selling me
You never sold me before
I just can't become your little whore
No, no, no, no
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again...
HARD HEARTED ALICE
Life, coast to coast
White hot as a ghost
When you live in a countdown
Time is free as a jailbird
At least that's what I heard
When you live in a hideout
Love comes cheap at a swapmeet
It all comes so dirt cheap
When you live in a bedroom
Love cuts deep as a razor
But that ain't amazin'
When you live in a cancer
Ah...
Mind gets scrambled like eggs
Get bruised and erased
When you live in a brainstorm
Noise seems logically right
Ringing ears in the night
When you live in an airport
Ah...
Hard hearted Alice is what we wanna be
Hard hearted Alice is what you want to see
Hard hearted Alice is what we wanna be
Hard hearted Alice is what you want to see
CRAZY LITTLE CHILD
Crazy little child
Never got to see
All the pretty things in life
Had him put away
Nothing they could say
Could ever make the pieces fit
Aw well, Daddy-o was rich
Mama was a bitch
Living wasn't easy in between
Behind his silent scream
Jackson in his teens
Was planning his escape
He was a crazy little child
New Orleans alley playground
Grimy faced, he watched the hookers cry
Oh, winos were his friends
And when he talked to them
They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by"
Depression settin' in
Desperate, cool and quick
Jackson learned the ropes out on the street
Little candy stores
Just pickin' locks and doors
Was practice for a two bit killer little thief
So Jackson went to Ritz
And everyone was hip
Ritz ran all the rackets there in town
If you need another boy
A trigger or a blade
Well, I'm the slickest cat around
Yeah, Ritz gave him the eye
Once over, then he smiled
Yeah, I've got something here in mind
If you meet me here at two
I think you'll like the view
Of that long green when you crack that safe tonight
He was a crazy little child
New Orleans alley playground
And grimy faced, he watched the hookers cry, whoo
Winos were his friends
And when he talked to them
They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by"
That's right
Well, I'll wait for you outside
And I'll be your ears and your eyes
And boy, you just slip in there and bring out all that loot
But Ritz was taken by surprise
Couple of unspecting guys
And they left poor Jackson inside
Questions, there were few
In fact, there were none
When those Sheriff's bullets start to fly
Lay dying on the floor
With a smokin' forty-four
He said, "I must admit the winos were right"
Crazy little child
Never got to see
All the pretty things in life
We buried him today
Nothing we could say
Could ever make the pieces fit
Yeah, I must admit the winos were right
Oh, I must admit the winos were right
Yes, that's what I said
I must admit the winos were right
WORKING UP A SWEAT
Aw, when you touch there, honey
Makes my blood perspire
You got my body flaming
Like a California fire
Pulsing, pounding, pushing
No longer in control
Heatwave in my brain
Smolder in my soul
You got me workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
I've been playing all night long
Time I was gettin' home
But I've got no place to get
Spontaneous combustion
Scientific fact
But your approach to friction
An unnatural act
Bells I hear ain't fire drills
I hope you understand
It's a bona fide five alarmer
A fly's melting in my hand
You got me workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
I've been playing all night long
Time I was gettin' home
But I've got no place to get
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
Yeah, yeah
I've been playing all night long
About time I was gettin' home
But I've, ooh
Dante's famed Inferno
Was a trip to hell and back
But you and a bottle in a cheap hotel
Screams pyromaniac
Bandages came off today
Really feeling sick
The hardest part explainin'
All those blisters on my nose
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
I've been playing all night long
Time I was gettin' home
But I've got no place to get
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
I've been playing all night long
About time I was gettin' home
But I've, ooh
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
Workin' up a sweat
MUSCLE OF LOVE
Aw, who's the queen of the locker room?
Who's the cream of the crop?
Poor Joey took her to the matinee
Said, "God, she wouldn't stop"
Holy muscle of love
My heart's a muscle
Well, I must have come to that crazy age
Where everything is hot
Cause I don't know if the things I'm thinking
Are normal thoughts or not
Holy muscle of love
Well, I got a muscle of love
I read Dad's books like I did before
Now things are crystal clear
Lock the door in the bathroom now
I just can't get caught in here
Holy muscle of love
Well, I got a muscle of love
Holy muscle of love
I got a muscle of love
Holy muscle of love
My heart's a muscle of love
Holy muscle of love
Well, I got a muscle of love
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Must be a gift from above