Azure and Spawn's
Australian dedication to
MOTLEY CRUE

                                        

THEATRE OF PAIN
1985



CITY BOY BLUES

Fireflies in dogfight Runnin' hot in the heat Street noise, another bribe Things too hard to believe--so head out

My heart's in the country My feet's in the city with you All my friends are eatin' sushi Talkin' bad about you know who-who-who My tongue's talkin' riddles But I just can't seem to find a clue So I take a swig of whiskey And jump into the saddle with you-you-you

And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues

Cats in the alley Rats in my snakeskin boots All my neighbors think I'm crazy And my girl thinks I'm losin' my cool-cool-cool

And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues I got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues

Don't look to Jesus to change your seasons It's the American dream Souls of gypsies, road of stone Can't seem to find no peace--so head out

And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the blues, I got the blues, got the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues



SMOKIN' IN THE BOYS ROOM

(Talk) Did you ever seem to have one of those days When everyone seemed to be on your case From your teacher all the waydown to your best girlfriend Well, that used to happen to me all the time But I found a way to get out of it

Sittin' in the classroom thinkin' it's a drag Listening to the teacher rap--just ain't my bag When two bells ring you know it's my cue Gonna meet the boys on floor number 2

Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Teacher don't you fill me up with your rules Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Checkin' out the halls makin' sure the coast is clear Lookin' in the stalls--nah, there ain't nobody here My buddies Sixx, Mick & Tom To get caught would surely be the death of us all

Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Teacher don't you fill me up with your rules Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Put me to work in the school bookstore Check-out counter, and I got bored Teacher was lookin' for me all around Two hours later you know where I was found

Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Teacher don't you fill me up with your rules Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Teacher don't you fill me up with your rules Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

One more time

Smokin' in the boys room Smokin' in the boys room Teacher I ain't foolin' around with your rules Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school



LOUDER THAN HELL

Some like the violence Some like submission Some use aggression Some use a bullet in the head to be brave Some like the evil Some need the power Some bleed in vain Some get a bullet in the head instead

Some got the go Some play the role Some scream out in horror just for show Some got no reason Some got no hope Some like it loud, some like it loud We like it loud We like it louder, louder than hell

Some got the honey Some hold the pistol Some need no money Some hang on the string of obscene

Some got the go Some play the role Some scream out in horror just for show Some got no reason Some got no hope Some like it loud, some like it loud We like it loud We like it louder, louder than hell



KEEP YOUR EYE ON THE MONEY

Black jack roulette Losing high and low She rolls the dice She's cold as ice Turn a yound man old

Comedy and tragedy Entertainment or death Like sister morphine Hooked on her game Time to place your bets

If it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all

Keep your eye on the money keep your eye on the dealer's hand Keep your eye on the money keep your eye on the lady's hand

Queen of hearts Or Ace of spades I'm dancing on the blade Freak show, goin' broke The crowd screams on for more Electric shock won't bring ya back You've gone over the boards Can't beat the clock, the deck is stacked The crowd looks on in horror

If it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all

Keep your eye on the money Keep your eye on the dealer's hand Keep your eye on the money Keep your eye on the lady's hand



HOME SWEET HOME

You know I'm a dreamer But my heart's of gold I had to run away high So I wouldn't come home low

Just when things went right It doesn't mean they were always wrong Just take this song and you'll never feel Left all alone

Take me to your heart Feel me in your bones Just one more night And I'm comin' off this Long & winding road

I'm on my way Well, I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight tonight I'm on my way I'm on my way Home sweet home

You know that I seem To make romantic dreams Up in lights, fallin' off The silver screen

My heart's like an open book For the whole world to read Somtimes nothing--keeps me together At the seams

I'm on my way Well, I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight tonight I'm on my way Just set me free Home sweet home



TONIGHT (WE NEED A LOVER)

Ninety-thousand screaming watts Honey dripping from her pot Fill the cup to the top tonight This deadly sin is all we know Pleasure victim, who's next to fall The question is will you please us all tonight?

Tonight tonight tonight We need a lover tonight We need a lover tonight We need a lover tonight We need a lover

Stand tall and ring the bell The final stroke send you to hell Take your body like a hammer and a nail The taste of love, it might me yours Slide down my knees, taste my sword Can you feel the power inside tonight?

Tonight tonight tonight We need a lover tonight We need a lover tonight We need a lover tonight We need a lover

Tonight, we need a lover tonight We need a lover tonight We need a lover tonight We need a lover

Tonight tonight



USE IT OR LOSE IT

Ragtime fast lane--another overdose You know James Dean wasn't playing the role I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do When the time runs out on you

Use it or lose it Sweet pain is the name of the game I said hey hey hey hey hey

You better use it before you lose it You better use it--don't throw it away

JFK, Marilyn Monroe Street walking gypsy--Margaret Trudeau I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do Time's run out on you

Use it or lose it Sweet time--is it on my side? I said hey hey hey hey Better use it before you lose it You better use it--don't throw it away

Sweet pain is the name of the game I said hey hey hey hey hey

Better use it before you lose it You better use it--don't throw it away

Hey hey hey---don't throw it away

Don't throw it away



SAVE OUR SOULS

Black angels laughing in the city streets Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth The moonlight spotlights all the city crime Got no religion, Laugh while they fight

Save our souls for the heavens For a life so good it sure feels bad Save our souls for the heavens Save our souls for the promised land Sweet tarts play the game and shoot to thrill Runnin' free through the trash, dressed to kill The midnight show-stoppers, it's a funny money game A hundred thousand bleeding hearts, put us in our graves

Save our souls for the heavens For a life so good it sure feels bad Save our souls for the heavens Save our souls for the promised land

It's been the hard road, edge of an overdose No matter how high you're still too low I've been the dancer, the wicked romancer It's a never-ending nightmare, edge of disaster



RAISE YOUR HANDS TO ROCK

Sometimes I feel turned around And upside down And sometimes maybe I drink too much But my heart's still in touch

I remember standing tall telling you I'm gonna be a rock-n-roll star When someone said "Sit down, boy" "You already are"

So Raise your hands to rock (rock) Uh-huh

Summertime was always right Just me and you Sixteen and dealing with Those summertime blues

I was young and restless Living on the edge of a dream When someone somewhere said "Ya just gotta believe"

And raise your hands to rock (rock)



FIGHT FOR YOUR RIGHTS

Can't break the chains Can't solve the pain Can't rhyme problem with reason

Not taking sides Just asking why Does the pain eat the children

Who wrote the Bible Who set the laws Are we left to history's flaws

And if you're out there Then let me hear (hey) And take a look in the mirror

Fight fight for your rights Fight fight for your rights

Can't name no names Of who's to blame For cries out in the sky

We're all slaves to time No color's right Throw our hate into the fire

Martin Luther Brought the truth The color of our blood's the same

So break the chains And solve the pains And we all become one race

Fight fight for your rights Fight fight for your rights

Oh, people, people Is the scar too deep You can't hold a man's soul By the color of his keys A tear of blood runs from my eye But somehow I can never Make you...cry...



HOME SWEET HOME (DEMO)



SMOKIN' IN THE BOYS ROOM (DEMO)



CITY BOY BLUES (DEMO)



HOME SWEET HOME (INSTRUMENTAL ROUGH MIX)



KEEP YOUR EYE ON THE MONEY (DEMO)