Motley Crue

[fox69]

"Dr. Feelgood (Live)"

"Dr. Feelgood (Live)"



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 these 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"

 

[fox69]

"Dragstrip Superstar"

"Dragstrip Superstar"


Jailbait playmate
Freak show masturbate
Fuel inject carburete
Underage penetrate

Mama take me home tonight
Mama take me Home

Dragstrip, she's a superstar
She's got a tight fit, She's gonna make it far Dragstrip, she's so supercharged
She's got loose lips, she's a superstar Superstar

Black cat cabaret
Dancin down the alleyway
Doomsday runaway
Money shaker on display

Mama take me home tonight
Mama take me Home

Dragstrip, she's a superstar
She's got a tight fit, She's gonna make it far Dragstrip, she's so supercharged
She's got loose lips, she's a superstar
Superstar

Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar (superstar)
She's got a tight fit (tight fit)
She's gonna make it far (make it far)
Dragstrip (dragstrip),
she's so supercharged (supercharged)
She's got loose lips (loose lips),
she's a superstar
Superstar Superstar, wow!

Does your daddy know now
What you show and tell now
Does he wish you well
On your trip through hell
Can't run away on the runway-yeah

Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar (superstar)
She's got a tight fit (tight fit)
She's gonna make it far (make it far)
Dragstrip (dragstrip),
she's so supercharged (supercharged)
She's got loose lips (loose lips),
she's a superstar
Superstar

Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar (superstar)
She's got a tight fit (tight fit)
She's gonna make it far (make it far)
Dragstrip (dragstrip),
she's so supercharged (supercharged)
She's got loose lips (loose lips),
she's a superstar
Superstar

(Dragstrip dragstrip, superstar superstar)
(Dragstrip dragstrip, superstar superstar)
(Dragstrip dragstrip, superstar superstar)
(Dragstrip dragstrip, superstar superstar)
Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar (superstar)
Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar superstar
Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar superstar
Dragstrip (dragstrip), superstar superstar

[Music/lyrics: Sixx, Michael]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Little Big Guy Music (BMI)]

 

[fox69]

"Driftaway"

"Driftaway"



Look inside the mirror
But I don't know who I see
Smoke another cigarette
A smile holds back the tears
These contradictions
Seem to be the story of my life
A simple man with memories
Of those long lost golden days
I close my eyes and slowly driftaway

Mistakes I've made remind me
Of the roads I shouldn't choose
It never comes that easy
When you've nothing left to lose
I can't see the answers
Tell me why am I so blind
A tired man, I'll make the best
Of another lonely day
I close my eyes and slowly driftaway

Never thought I'd make it
Just from playing my guitar
Just a little smile
Always shelters me from pain
Every time I start to slide
I wish upon a star (no matter where we are)
The sun comes out
And dries up all the rain

I'm an honest man
Who refused the shade
On a hot and lonely day
I close my eyes and dream my life away

Now I know that I can stop the rain
Close my eyes and slowly driftaway
Close my eyes and dream my life away
Close my eyes and slowly driftaway
Close my eyes and dream my life away

 

[fox69]

"Dropping Like Flies"

"Dropping Like Flies"



A war zone in the streets, it's anarchy and siege.
We hope it goes away, graffition the walls in modern Babylon, nothing left to
save.
Oo, feel the rebels heed.
Revolution undermines belief.
My eyes have seen this shit before.
We're barely hangin' by the skin of our teeth.
We've all raped it, the future's wasted.
We can't save it now.

Oh, we're dropping; like flies.
Bye, bye.
You're droppin' like flies.

Hate is growing fast in a hazy cloud of crack, but it helps us fade away.
Some inner city queen French kisses his disease with one foot in the grave.
Oh, and this junkyard we call home is primed and ready for another war.
My, my, my, the children have no chance and these eyes have seen this all go down
before.
We've all raped it, the future's wasted.
Can we take it?
Is nothing sacred?
We can't save it now, yeah. I woke up late in a fresh dug grave with a conscience
in my brain.
I'm not here to save your world, but mine won't stay the same.

Oh, my, my, we're droppin' like flies.
Bye, bye, bye bye. You're dropping like flies.
We've all raped it, the future's wasted.
We can't save it.
Can you face it?
Selfish livin' selfish love.
Can you face it.
Can you face it, my son?
Oh, my son, yeah.
Hey!

 

[fox69]

"Enslaved"

"Enslaved"



alright alright this life is what you make it.
don't slide... you can't compromise
you click your heels 3 times imagination goes wild..
you can't analyze
so be sure that you are makin the best of what you have
the truth is all within yourself
don't be a slave.. a slave to someone else

higher higher it's where we want to be in our minds..
it will mesmerize
it" pleasure power that's what we devour...
you can have it crystallize
now it's time to look at what you've done with your life
and the path you found and followed in
yourself i won't be a slave.. a slave to anyone
the question is
when it's all done
who will stand
and who will run
the answer is on my tongue
i won't be a slave to anyone

so be sure that you are making the best of what you have
the truth is all within yourself
don't be a slave... a slave to someone else

 

[fox69]

"Face Down In The Dirt"

"Face Down In The Dirt"


[Written By Sixx / Michael / Ashba / Frederiksen]s

It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it

All I ever heard as a kid was "you're born to lose"
All I ever wanted was a shot at breakin' the rules

I wanna make a lotta money
But I don't wanna go to school
I don't wanna get a real job
I don't wanna be you

[Chorus:]
I'd rather be dead
I'd rather be dead
I'd rather be face down in the dirt
With a bullet it my head

I ran away and pawned my soul for a switchblade knife
I Met a man from mars and a couple other freaks that night

I wanna take on the world
I wanna bang a million girls
I don't wanna wear a three piece suit
I don't wanna be you

[Chorus x2]

I wanna make a lotta money
But I don't wanna go to school
I don't wanna get a real job
I don't wanna be you

I'd rather be dead

It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it
I'd rather be dead

It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it
I'd rather be face down in the dirt
With a bullet it my head

 

[fox69]

"Fake"

"Fake"


Fake, fake, fake
Fake, fake ,fake

Spent a million dollars on amphetamines Crashed a lot of cars
Fucked all the stupid stars in Hollywood Because I could, because we could

So you loved to hate us in your private jets Funny how you bitched and moaned
'Cause you got fat and rich
And when I'm dead
All you'll put on my headstone is that

I'm so fake
I'm a dirty little bastard
Fake
I was always so plastered
Fake
So why'd you say it's true
Looks like I'm fake just like you
Fake
I'm a dirty little whore
Fake
I'm everything and more
Looks like I'm fake
Just like just like you

Fake, fake, fake

40 million records and going strong
Never won a Grammy
Still won't play along in Hollywood
Like we should

And I'm so fake
I'm a dirty little bastard
Fake
I was always so plastered
Fake
So you say it's true
Looks like I'm fake just like you
Fake
I'm a dirty little whore
Fake
I was always such a bore
Fake
So ya say it's true
Looks like I'm fake
Just like you My diamond rings and cocaine binges
All strung out on your syringes
Sold my soul while you sold records
I have been your slave forever

Hey, what are you fat cats doing anyway?
Take our money and flush it down the drain

You're so fake
You're a dirty little bastard
Fake
You're always so plastered
Fake
So you say it's true
Looks like I'm a fake like you
Fake
You're a dirty little whore
Fake
You're always such a bore
Fake
So you say it's true
Looks like I'm a fake just like you

Fake
I'm a dirty little bastard
Fake
I was always so plastered
Fake
So ya say it's true
Looks like I'm fake just like you
Fake
I'm a dirty little whore
Fake
I'm everything and more
Fake
So ya say it's true
Looks like I'm fake just like
Looks like I'm fake just like
Looks like I'm fake just like
Just like you

[Music/lyrics: Sixx, Michael]
[Published by Sixx Gunner Tunes, administered by Universal Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Little Big Guy Music (BMI)]

 

[fox69]

"Father"

"Father"



All these years
An angry child
Broken, shattered
Torn inside
Father
Where were you?
Where were...

I feel old
I feel dead
Barely hangin'
By a thread

Father
Where were you?
Where were...
To my father
How could you run?
You walked away
Abandoned your son
Broke my heart
Left me dyin'
So fucked up
Where I came from
What's a father without a son?
It's like a bullet without a gun
I live to die, I'll fly away
You're the knife and I'm the prey
But you're dead, so fucking dead
We all gotta die, so fucking die

I love you Daddy

 

[fox69]

"Fight For Your Rights"

"Fight For Your Rights"



Can't break the chains
Can't solve the pain
Can't rhyme problem with reason

Not taking sides
Just asking why
Does the pain eat the children

Who wrote the Bible
Who set the laws
Are we left to history's flaws

And if you're out there
Then let me hear (hey)
And take a look in the mirror

Fight fight for your rights
Fight fight for your rights

Can't name no names
Of who's to blame
For cries out in the sky We're all slaves to time
No color's right
Throw our hate into the fire

Martin Luther
Brought the truth
The color of our blood's the same

So break the chains
And solve the pains
And we all become one race

Fight fight for your rights
Fight fight for your rights

Oh people people
Is the scar too deep
You can't hold a man's soul
By the color of his keys
A tear o' blood runs from my eye
But somehow I can never
Make you...cry...

 

[fox69]

"Find Myself"

"Find Myself"



I gotta find myself some love
I gotta find myself some drugs
I gotta find some liquid sunshine
igotta find myself, I gotta find myself
I'm a sick motherfucker
I'm a sweet sucka mutha
ain't no one tougher
in a wreck, I'm a sleaze
I'm a rock n roll disease
I'm a pusher, I'm a shover
ain't no motherfucker tougher

I gotta find myself some glue
I gotta find some suction
now my aim is destruction
I gotta find myself, I gotta find myself
I'm a drunk motherfucker
I'm a smacked out lover
ain't no one tougher
I'm a dick, I'm your master
I'm a rock n roll disaster
I'm a pusher, I'm a shover
I'm your dirt bag lover
I got to deal with my neurosis
I got to deal with my neurosis
I gotta find myself some love
igotta find myself some drugs
I gots ta sniffs myself some glue
I got to find some turpentine for you...you you you...
I got to find myself
destruction