Dirty-ass Rock 'n' Roll Lyrics - John Cale

Well it's too damn early and your eyes are bleeding 

From the vicious bottle the night before 

And the last thing you need is a nicety-nice 

And small talk crawls out your ears 

Maybe it makes you feel just like an undercover Sigmund Freud 

I hear it makes you feel just like an undercover Sigmund Freud 

Hey there, hey now, hey there, hey now 

Well you can make a pacemaker blink, yeah, easy thing 

Make a man's heart go bibbity-bom bippity-bom bippity-bom 

Like a gentle drum 

And knowing you it ain't ever done 

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So go on, go on, go on, darling, go on 

Yeah go on, go on darling, go on, go on 

Yeah, the secretaries and typewriters chattering away 

Chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter 

chatter-chatter-chatter, chatter away 

It ought to make you sick when you hear a woman cry 

When she don't get just whatever she wants 

But not my woman, she just keeps on keeping on, 

That's my woman, my woman 

That moving on shuffle side to side 

That sure can turn me on 

Dirty ass rock'n'roll 

Dirty ass rock'n'roll 

Dirty ass rock'n'roll 

Dirty ass rock'n'roll 

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Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now 

And the beach is a thing and the bees don't sting 

Like complaining from a downtown whore 

I got my plasma patches and my hypodermic in hermetically sealed kid gloves 

Yeah tell me 

Tell me tell me tell me tell me 

Tell me 

Tell me tell me tell me tell me 

Dirty ass rock'n'roll 

Dirty ass rock'n'roll 

Dirty ass rock'n'roll 

Dirty ass rock'n'roll