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Aerosmith lyrics
Album: Draw The Line [1977]
| Draw The Line | |
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Checkmate honey
Beat you at your own damn game
No dice honey
I'm livin' on the astral plane
Feet's on the ground
Your head's going down the drain
Heads I win, tails you lose
To the never mind
That's where I draw the line
An indian summer
Carrie was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner
And rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all night
And wrong all the right out of me
Pass me the vile and cross your fingers
It don't take time
Nowhere to draw the line
Hi we were singin' on your cowboy song
You told carrie
And promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads I win, tails you lose
Lord it's such a crime
No dice honey
You're salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey
You're the only one who's got to choose
Where to draw the line
Checkmate, don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss, the toss
The price, the dice
Grab yourself a slice
Nowhere to draw the line
(repeat)
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| I Wanna Know Why | |
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Kickin' down the road
Feelin' mighty slowed
With the likes of you
Gettin' mighty spaced
Never had a taste
Of what you're goin' through
I can't bitch
Went from rags to riches
Then to ragtime screamin' the blues
(chorus)
I wanna know why
Everybody's good intention
Try to make a fool outta me
I wanna know why
Everybody's good intention
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool outta me
Swing low
Sweet cherry-o
When a strange love showed me the way
You see more
Can't keep a score
When the whore's comin' on for the play
(chorus)
E. poe
Eatin' crow
Wonder if he knowed that
Raven was mad
Time passed
And words lost the last
Of the thing he ever had
(chorus)
Oh, play rough
Can't get enough
So the try to make a fool out of me
Lordy
Ain't foolin' me
Ya ain't ghoulin' me
Ain't foolin' me
You ain't foolin' me
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| Critical Mass | |
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Arriving in boats
Black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed
Covered my head
But they're flushin' me out with a broom
The leades, she's small
Pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past
Time after time
She'd be readin' my mind
Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it
This is critcal mass
So far, so good
I heard the other say
So good, so far
They're takin' me away
I drink to you, your mind, her ass
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebrake it
This is critical mass
Now the tallest of two
With a brush full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun
That it's really well done
But she just ain't listenin' at all
She points to my heart
Tellin' me if I'm smart
I'll practise and phase
Out and admit, when the shoe doesn't fit
And I went screamin' out down the hall
Need it
Need your love
Just then I heard a poundin' on the wall
We're all there, sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to your alas
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
We are the critical mass
Time and space is takin' me away
Time erase, don't know the time of day
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| Get It Up | |
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Take me on your rockin' horse
Hit the lights and shut your doors
Grab your ankles, everyone
Ain't my way of havin' fun
(chorus)
Can't give it up
Gotta give it up, give it up
C'mon nancy
Can't give it up
Gotta get it up, get it up
For your fancy
Don't speculate
I'm just a slave your masters bait
I love fuck into the night
Just waitin' for the bright light fright
Can't get it up,
Gotta get it up, get it up
C'mon nancy
Can't get it up
Gotta get it up, get it up
Really have a good time
Really have a good time
Suckin' up the moonshine
Up underneath her clothesline
Really have a good time
Love me 'til the sun
(chorus)
Get it up and down and all around
Take a ride and paint the town
Slow me down and make it fast
Scream almost and make it last
You know you gotta
Really have a good time
You know you're really gonna
Really have a good time
Suckin' up the moonshine
Up underneath her clothesline
You know you really gonna
Really have a good time
You know you really wanna love me
'til the sun can't get it up
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| Bright Light Fright | |
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It's the dawn of the day
And I'm crashed and I'm smashed
And it is I'm feelin'
Like my chips are cashed
All of my clothes
Strewn all over the room
The crisis at hand is
I'm all out of zoom
(chorus)
I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on tv
Is the good morning news
The tricks of the night
Keepin' me in a daze
Open a bottle
And I'll pull down the shades
Glance in the mirror
Back into bed
Forget that it's day
Time to party again
(chrous)
Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Bright light fright
Give me the night
(repeat)
(repeat chorus)
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| Kings And Queens | |
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Kings And Queens
Long ago in days I'm told
Were ruled by Lords of greed
Maidens fared with gold
They dared to bare their wombs that bleed
Kings and queens and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchment laid the laws
When bishops took the ride
Only to deceive
Oh I know I lived this life afore
Somehow know now truths I must be sure
Tossin turnin' nightmares burnin' dreams of swords in hand
Sailin' ships the Viking spits the blood of father's land
Only to deceive
Living times of knights and mares
Raising swords for maidens fair
Sneer at death fear only loss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vu or what you please
Follows true to all who do or die
Screams of no reply they died
Screams of no reply and died
Lordy lordy and then then they died
Lordy no then they died
Live and do or die
Long ago were days I told...Lord they died
Kings and queens and guillotines
Live and no reply they died
Long ago were days I told
Kings and queens and guillotines
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| Sight For Sore Eyes | |
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Goin' downtown, goin' down, goin' down
'neath the city, eatin' ground round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held the light
That's when I knew she was a
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
Playin' no fair, sleepin' under stairs
Downtown's a pity, takin' fair square
Under where it's pretty gritty
I turned the screw, she held the knife
Oh, holy jesus, she's a sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
She's a nitty grutty
Turnin' in style, walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Under where it's pretty gritty
Hey, don't you know people
She's a love lust hussy
She left, oh she rust me
Dear old girl
She was a sight for sore eyes
But she was sittin' pretty
A sight for sore eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Peeled back and parted
Even at the start it was delight or demise
I feel like a leopard king
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
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| Milk Cow Blues | |
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Well I tried everything
Just to get along with you
And I'm gonna tell you just
What I'm gonna do
Well I'm sick of all your cryin
When you should be leavin me alone
If you don't believe me
You pack me bags, I'm gone
Wontcha please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
You almost lost your love girl
When your ol man ain't around
CHORUS
Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
When your ol man ain't around
Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
And you best believe I love ya baby
When your old man ain't around
CHORUS
Round and round
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