Not Fakin' It
Lyrics reproduced by kind permission of Michael Monroe & Jude Wilder
DEAD, JAIL OR ROCK'N'ROLL *
Written by Michael Monroe, Little Steven & Nasty Suicide
When I was a kid all I wanted to be
Was the meanest dude on the meanest machine
Now I'm going to wrong way on a one-way street
I never fit this society
I don't really mind
Doing my own time
The three choices I ever came to find
Were:
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll
I ain't looking for trouble but it's looking for me
The law of the jungle is protecting me
Lose sleep man stay out of your bed
You might wind up in jail if you lose your head
In death I might find
True peace of mind
But while I'm alive
Free choice is mine
It's either:
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll
I don't really mind
Doing my own time
The three choices I ever came to find
Were always:
Dead, Jail or Rock'n'Roll
WHILE YOU WERE LOOKING AT ME *
Written by Little Steven
While you were looking at me
The world passed you by
You held your prejudice sacred
And left your dreams behind
While you were looking at me
The homeless stayed in the streets
You learned to drink poisoned water
But never learned how to read
Well it's easy to put the blame on someone else
But it's hard to see yourself
Did you ever take a good look at yourself?
While you were looking at me
Airport security died
And the smugglers and the terrorists
Just walked right by
'Cause they don't dress like me
They dress like you
They wear suits and ties
Like all you hypocrites do
Well it's easy to point your finger at someone else
But it's hard to see yourself
Ain't it hard to take a good look at yourself?
While you were looking at me
Businessmen bled you dry
You lost control of your government
It's getting scary outside!
While you were looking at me
Your children took the fall
Trying to be Mommy and Daddy
With dope and alcohol
You censor people like me
But it won't do you no good
The truth's gonna get through
No matter what you do
While you were looking at me...
SHE'S NO ANGEL *
Written by Ronnie Thomas - Additional lyrics by Michael Monroe & Stiv Bators
Well she looks too young to know right from wrong
She sleeps all day 'cause the nights are long
She's no angel
And her Mommy thinks she's a good little girl
But she knows too well the wicked ways of the world
She's no angel
What do you think of in your room
You know you lost it much too soon
What would daddy think about his english rose
She took me in the garden by the hose
She's no angel
Well would he let you out all night
If he'd seen your legs in fishnet tights
She's no angel
What do you think of in your room
You know you lust it much too soon
There ain't no doubt about it
She just can't live without it
So I give it when I can
She never answers the telephone
She gets so hot when she's all alone
She's no angel
Does your mommy know what's inside your head
Did your daddy know I was in your bed
She's no angel
Does she wonder why you won't wear white
Did she ever see her stray cat scratch and bite
She's no angel
She's a bad little girl and she's dangerous
ALL NIGHT WITH THE LIGHTS ON
Written by Michael Monroe, Phil Grande & Danny Lewis
Scared straight from my heart
The way you fake your love in the dark
I wanna face the truth
Bright from the start
It won't do much good
If we're worlds apart
We'll get through it
All night with the lights on
I'm too scared to turn my back on you
All night with the lights on
I gotta see it through
I won't give the devil the pleasure
To see me crack under pressure
The shadow of a doubt
'Cos I can't rest
'Til all the facts come out
So we're spending
All night with the lights on
I don't dare to turn my back on you
All night with the lights on
I gotta watch everything you do
All night with the lights on
In the shadows of the night
I get a real fright
That's why I gotta keep the lights on all night
All night with the lights on
I'm too scared to turn my back on you
All night with the lights on
I wanna watch everything you do
All night with the lights on
I'm here for life, gotta live it through
All night with the lights on
All night, All night...
I wanna live
to see the morning light
Baby Baby I'm dying of fright
It's a long life, gotta live with myself
I can't tell if it's heaven or hell
NOT FAKIN' IT
Written by Dan McCafferty, Manny Charlton, Pete Agnew & Darel Sweet
Jolly Ollie was a stool pigeon
On the payroll of the F.B.I.
Reverend Jim sold instant religion
With a license from the man in the sky
Billy the Kid was a gunslinger
Edgar Wallace was a dead ringer
Me I'm just a rock'n'roll singer
Keyhold John was a bird watcher
Had a telephoto lens in each eye
Jack the Ripper was a cool stalker
But his birds no longer fly
James Joyce was a mudslinger
Jesus Christ was a forgiver
Me I'm just a rock'n'roll singer
I'm not fakin' it
Foolin' myself that I'm makin' it
I'm not fakin' it
Tricky Dicky was a fast talker
But his promises were always a lie
Nostradamus was a doom watcher
Predicted when we're gonna die
Cleopatra was a love giver
Jesse James was a born killer
Me I'm just a rock'n'roll singer
I'm not fakin' it
Foolin' myself that I'm makin' it
I'm not fakin' it
SHAKEDOWN
Written by Michael Monroe & Phil Grande
Turn it up
Throw it down
Make it loud
Look around
Feel it up
Turn it down
Fire up
Cool it now
Smoke it up
Spit it out
Drive it hard
To the ground
Kick it good
Make it Bleed
'Til you get
What you need
It's a Shakedown
Better stand your ground
Or it'll turn you 'round
It's a Shakedown
Tear it up
Blow it up
Rip it up
Make it up
Wake it up
Shake it up
Just Don't ever
Interrupt
Dope it up
Rope it up
Slip it up
Slide it in
Won't give up
'Til you give in
It's a Shakedown
It's the real lowdown
It's all over town
It's a Shakedown
Doesn't it hurt so good
Doesn't feel too bad
If you want more and more
Go ahead take all you can have
When it gets this rough
Lord, you can't get enough
Can't fake it
Forsake it
Better get it 'fore it get you
Break it up
Let it be
Take it home
Make it scream
Make it work
Lick it clean
Grind it up
Nice and lean
Make it shine
Watch it dance
Sweet sweat
Leather pants
White wine
Cigarettes
Things you might
Live to regret
It's a Shakedown
Better stand your ground
Or it'll turn you 'round
It's a Shakedown
MAN WITH NO EYES
Written by Michael Monroe & Phil Grande
Stalemate
In the city, all alone
I'm an orphan of the world
No pity, got no home
They measure your hopes and dreams
In dollar$ and cents
Fear and loathing is their national dept
The man with no eyes
Takes you by surprise
Breaks into your soul to terrorize
We got famine while you feast
We got new kinds of disease
And it's so hard to make end meets
In the belly of the beast
Just when you think you got it made
You get caught in the net
Sometimes it's hard to remember
But you'll never forget
The man with no eyes
Takes you by surprise
Breaks into your soul to terrorize
The man with no eyes
Takes you by surprise
Slips into your dreams to terrorize
Won't let me eat, won't let me sleep
Can't buy safety, it takes more than greed
Can't steal my power, it has no rules
The eleventh hour I'll be coming through
LOVE IS THICKER THAN BLOOD
Written by Michael Monroe & Martin Briley
Wild child, bored and sad
Daddy's little angel grew up bad
Jailbait stays out late
So in love with the guy they hate
They say - you gotta forget
It's Romeo and Juliette
You can't keep a good love down
You'll run away when they turn around
Standing in
the doorway
With the letter in their hand
They think blood is thicker than water
But they just don't understand
Love is thicker than blood
Love is thicker than blood
Love is thicker than blood
When the cards lay on the table
We all know that love is thicker than blood
Can't wait, gotta escape
Life's too short to hesitate
Dad said - If you don't fly straight
It's gonna be your last mistake!
Cried, cried, it left a stain
Now you'll never go home again
Black sheep, what've you done?
Your lovin' life put you on the run
Now you love the darkness
More than midnight loves the moon
They think blood is thicker than water
But you'll burst that bubble soon
SMOKE SCREEN *
Written by Michael Monroe, Little Steven & Nasty Suicide
Look around get a real scare
I see a mess beyond repair
The word is fine if you don't mind
A touch of hell from time to time
Or a few darkened minds higher up
Keeping their crimes covered up
But if you don't care
To see what's there
You ain't got a prayer
In their
Smoke screen
Hiding the enemy's scheme
Smoke screen
Clouding our hopes and our dreams
So many good all used up now
They don't count 'cause they left me out
They say I'm wrong to walk alone
They just don't dare to stand on their own
Oh I know, it always hurts when it's real
Putting a stick in the wheel
But I don't mind
If I'm one of a kind
I know what I'll find
In their
Smoke screen
Hiding the enemy's scheme
Smoke screen
Clouding our hopes and our dreams
Smoke screen
The truth ain't as bad as it seems
But the last scene is sure to be making you scream
We gotta fight to survive
If we surrender we die
So don't try
Living a lie
Just come out alive
From the
Smoke screen
Hiding the enemy's scheme
Smoke screen
Clouding our hopes and our dreams
Smoke screen
The truth ain't as bad as it seems
But the last scene
Is sure to be making you scream
THRILL ME
Written by Michael Monroe & Phil Grande
I got new shoes
I'm walking new ground
I had old friends
But they're no longer around
I'm tired of the same scene
Playing over and over again
Some people saved me
So now I'm gonna save them
I can lay on
my back and die like a dog
But there's gotta be more
There's gotta be more!
So thrill me
With something new
Thrill me
With something I can use
Thrill me
With some better news
Thrill me
Anything for
money
Now I can see just where you're at
Ain't it funny
How it always bites you back
I could crawl in a hole and hide 'til I'm old
But there's more
I know there's gotta be more
So thrill me
With something new
Thrill me
With something I can use
Thrill me
Is it something I missed?
Thrill me
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