Ninteen seventy-one we all heard the starters gun New york was such a pity but at Max’s Kansas city we won
we all shot the shit at the bar with johnny o’toole and his scar and then old clive davis said he’s surly gonna make us a star just the way you are
but with all his style i could see it in his eyes we were goin on trial
It was no surprize the boys kept kicking ass as usual time would tell but some bitch in the choir threw some water on the fires of hell she loved to show and tell lord she loved to tell
but with all our style you could se it in our eyes that we is still on trial
and it was no surprise no surprise no surprise no surprise
midnight lady situation fetal vaccinate your ass with a phonograph needle
i say look it here friend of mine scratch like you need calomine flamingo boots soles a creakin stil in love with a puerto rican too
ridin on the wheels of hell smokin in our axle grease oh the backstage is rockin and we were coppin from the local police thats right the local police or the justice of the peace
but with all our style you could see it in our eyes that we is still on trial
baby its no surprise no surprise no surprise no surprise
rock and roll junckie whore got my foot inside the door Knock knock knock knock knock nobodies keepin score
bad time go away come again some other day topaz and sazzafrazz will keep the blues away
candy store rock and roll corporation jellyroll play the singles it ain’t me it’s programed insanity
you ascap if bmi could ever make a mountain fly if japanese can boil teas then where the fucks my royalties
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we all shot the shit at the bar with johnny o’toole and his scar and then old clive davis said he’s surly gonna make us a star just the way you are
but with all his style i could see it in his eyes we were goin on trial
It was no surprize the boys kept kicking ass as usual time would tell but some bitch in the choir threw some water on the fires of hell she loved to show and tell lord she loved to tell
but with all our style you could se it in our eyes that we is still on trial
and it was no surprise no surprise no surprise no surprise
midnight lady situation fetal vaccinate your ass with a phonograph needle
i say look it here friend of mine scratch like you need calomine flamingo boots soles a creakin stil in love with a puerto rican too
ridin on the wheels of hell smokin in our axle grease oh the backstage is rockin and we were coppin from the local police thats right the local police or the justice of the peace
but with all our style you could see it in our eyes that we is still on trial
baby its no surprise no surprise no surprise no surprise
rock and roll junckie whore got my foot inside the door Knock knock knock knock knock nobodies keepin score
bad time go away come again some other day topaz and sazzafrazz will keep the blues away
candy store rock and roll corporation jellyroll play the singles it ain’t me it’s programed insanity
you ascap if bmi could ever make a mountain fly if japanese can boil teas then where the fucks my royalties
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