The ocean rises the. waves now crash cross. the seashore. As the wind blows. The earth, the moon,. flowers bloom as the. rain drops. And the trees grow.
Foolish bride call me up, beg to scratch her itch. Rich old man got the needle, slipped and dropped a stitch. Name the time, name the price, leave your door unlocked.
Well, everywhere I hear the. Sound of marching, charging feet, boy. 'Cause summer's here and the time is right. For fighting in the street, boy. . But what can a poor boy do.
Foolish bride call me up, beg to scratch her itch. Rich old man got the needle, slipped and dropped a stitch. Name the time, name the price, leave your door unlocked.
When she calls me up. My voice it starts to shake. She says come right over. Over right away. Oh good god there's a fire. In my pants. Then lightening strikes and she.
Get a grip on yourself,. get in shape for tonight. . Take a look at yourself or your dreams. you're losing sight. It just ain't right. It just ain't right.
Distortion. Out of phase. Washes over my sour face. My life is through. Guess i owe it all to you. Check me out. . You left me wonderin'. What i'm about.
When she laughs. She's got the power of a child in her eyes. And when you cry now. She'll hold you like a man's supposed to be held. I can't get into words how I feel.
Smoke my hoochie, you say that I'm the Devil, reali T.H.C.. . Marco Polo hailed it heaven, Socrates inhaled it, too.. Mister President, tell the truth..
Did you ever seem to have one of those days. When everyone's on your case. From your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend. Well, you know, I used to have it just about all the time.
I'm starin' into the night. Seen the times of my life with you. With you it'll always be right. My burnin' light, your star will shine tonight. . Sky, you will always be mine.
Tattoo crawlin' down her leg, so sexy. So young... ever get caught they'll arrest me. School girl, studied up well on hoochie coochie. Lick lips, kitten with a whip so undress me, undress me.
There's a little old place down south of La Grange. Where the whiskey flows and the nights go on for days. My home on the range. . There's a sultry queen, set her sights on me.
Wake me up in the morning glory. Can't get straight 'til I have the story. How do you mark your territory. . When your trash becomes your treasure. Your immorals are my pleasure.
She's built for speed. Racin Machine. She's in the driver's seat. Feel her shift the gears. I like to fill her up. I like to fill her with sin. Drive her straight to the top.
We shout at the Devil. . He? s the wolf screaming. Lonely in the night. He? s the blood stain. On the stage. . He? s the tear in your eye. Been tempted by his lie.
A preacher's daughter with a devil tattoo. Mama's little good girl sniffin that glue. Her box started buzzing ever since she heard the Crüe. White trash mannequin workin on a scheme.
Shout! Shout! Shout!. Shout at the devil. Shout! Shout! Shout!. Shout at the devil. . He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night. He's the blood stain on the stage.
(It's all about the sex). . Never really had a reason. Never really cared. We're the dogs and the heathans, yeah. . Never tell you what you're thinking.
Little Miss Muffet. Sweet girl's school stuff and. A country smile and charm. Out in the back. Of my '58 Chevy. She said she'd do me no harm. . You know she makes me feel good.