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motley crue
"You can't kill rock 'n' roll!" -Motley Crue


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motley crue is...
vince neil - vocAls
tommy lee - drums
nikki sixx - bAss
mick mArs - guitAr

dischogrAphy...
motley crue (self title)
generAtion swine
dr. feelgood
theAter of pAin
girls, girls, girls
shout At the devil
too fAst for love

lyrics...
BITTER PILL:
AND THE LABEL SAID TAKE TWO FOR PAIN
SO NOW I MEDICATE MY BRAIN
THE CONFLICT RUBS AGAINST MY GRAIN
BUT I CANNOT FLUSH IT DOWN THE DRAIN
WE ARE SO HOPELESS
WE ARE HOPELESSLY IN LOVE
SHE BREAKS MY WILL
SHE'S MY BITTER PILL
ADDICTED TO HER
CAN'T FIGHT OFF THE CHILL
SHE BLURS MY WORLD
SHE'S MY BITTER PILL
WE CREEP THE NIGHT
JUST TO TASTE THE THRILL
HOPELESSLY IN LOVE
SHE'S THE KIND OF LOVE DRIVES A MAN INSANE
SHE STICKS HER POISON RIGHT IN MY VEIN
SPINNING AROUND
OVER AND UPSIDE DOWN IN LOVE
SHE BREAKS MY WILL
SHE'S MY BITTER PILL
ADDICTED TO HER
CAN'T FIGHT OFF THIS CHILL
SHE BLURS MY WORLD
SHE'S MY BITTER PILL
WE CREAP THE NIGHT
JUST TO TASTE THE THRILL
HOPELESSLY IN LOVE
SHE BLURS MY WORLD
SHE'S MY BITTER PILL
SHE BREAKS MY WILL
SHE'S MY BITTER PILL
WE CREAP THE NIGHT
JUST TO TASTE THE THRILL
ADDICTED TO HER
SHE'S MY BITTER PILL

GIRLS, GIRLS, GIRLS:
Friday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
Handful of grease in my hair feels right
But what I need to make me tight are
Girls, Girls, Girls
Long legs and burgundy lips
Girls,
Dancin' down on Sunset Strip
Girls
Red lips, fingertips
Trick or treat-sweet to eat
On Halloween and New Year's Eve
Yankee girls ya just can't beat
But they're the best when they're off their feet
Girls, Girls, Girls
At the Dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale
Girls, Girls. Girls
Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails
Girls, Girls, Girls
Raising Hell at the 7th Veil Have you read the news
In the Soho Tribune
Ya know she did me
Well then she broke my heart
I'm such a good good boy
I just need e new toy
I tell ya what, girl
Dance for me, I'll keep you overemployed
Just tell me a story
You know the one I mean
Crazy Horse, Paris, France
Forget the names, remember romance
I got the photos, a menage a trois
Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those
Girls, Girls. Girls
Body Shop. Marble Arch
Girls, Girls, Girls
Tropicana's where I lost my heart
Girls, Girls, Girls

WILD SIDE:
Kneel down ye sinners, to
Streetwise religion
Greed's been crowned the new King
Hollywood dream teens
Yesterday's trash queens
Save the blessings for the final ring-
AMEN
Wild side
I carry my crucifix
Under my deathlist
Forward my mail to me in hell
Liars and the martyrs
Lost faith in The Father
Long lost in the wishing well
Wild side
Fallen Angels
So fast to kill
Thy kingdom come on the wild side
Our father
Who ain't in heaven
Be thy name on the wild side Holy Mary
Mother may I
Pray for us on the wild side
Wild side. Wild side
Name dropping no-names
Glamorize cocaine
Puppets with strings of gold
East L.A. at midnight
Papa won't be home tonight
Found dead with his best friend's wife
Wild side
Fatal strikes
We lie on the wild side
No escape
Murder rape
Doing time on the wild side
A baby cries
A cop dies
A day's pay on the wild side
Wild side, wild side
Tragic life on the wild side
Wild side, wild side
Kickin' ass on the wild side

DR. FEELGOOD
Rat-tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood
He deals out in Hollywood
Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames
Traded for some powdered goods
Jigsaw Jimmy He's runnin' a gang
But I hear he's doin' o.k.
Got a cozy little job, sells the Mexican mob
Packages of candycaine
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes ya feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
Cops on the corner always ignore
Somebody's getting paid
Jimmy's got it wired, law's for hire
Got it made in the shade
Got a little hideaway, does business all day
But at night he'll always be found
Selling sugar to the sweet
People on the street
Call this Jimmy's town
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes ya feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein I've got one thing you'll understand
He's not what you'd call a glamorous man
Got one thing that's easily understood
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He'll tell you he's the king
Of thes barrio streets
Moving up to shangri-la
Came by his wealth as a matter of luck
Says he never broke no law
Two time loser running out of juice
Time to move out quick
Heard a rumour going round
Jimmy's going down
This time it's gonna stick
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's the one that makes ya feel alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein
Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand
Some people call him an evil man
Let him introduce himself real good
He's the only one they call "Feelgood"

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
He's the knife In your back
He's rage
He's the razor to the knife
Oh, lonely is our lives
My heads spinnin' round and round
But in the seasons of wither
We'll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and
Chorus:
Shout-shout-shout
Shout at the devil
He'll be the love in your eyes
He'll be the blood between your thighs
And then have you Cry for more
He'll put strength to the test
He'll put the thrill back in bed
Sure you've heard it all before
He'll be the risk in the kiss
Might be anger on your lips
Might run scared for the door
But in seasons of wither
We'll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and
Chorus:

SMOKIN' IN THE BOYS' ROOM:
We could sail away
Or catch a freight train
Or a rocketship into outer space
Nothin' left to do
Too many things were said
To ever make it feel
Like yesterday did
Seasons must change
Separate paths, separate ways
If we blame it on anything
Let's blame it on the rain
I knew it all along
I'd have to write this song
Too young to fall in love
Guess we knew it all along
That's alright, that's okay
We were walkin' through some youth
Smilin' through some pain
That's alright, that's okay
Let's turn the page My friends called today
Down from L.A.
They were shooting pool all night
Sleeping half the day
They said I could crash
If I could find my own way
I told them you were leaving
On a bus to go away
That's alright, that's okay
We were two kids in love
Trying to find our way
Thats's alright, that's okay
Held our dreams in our hands
Let our minds run away
That's alright, that's okay
We were walkin' through some youth
Smilin' through some pain
That's alright, let's turn the page
And remember what I say girl
And it goes this way
Girl, don't go away mad...
Girl, just go away


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