HEATSEEKER Blow Up Your Video (1988) LIVE (1992) SINGLE: Heatseeker/Go Zone-Snake Eye (1988) (Young, Young, Johnson) Getting ready to rock Getting ready to roll Gonna turn up the heat Gonna fire up the coal I gotta keep that motor turning I gotta keep that engine clean I gotta keep those tires burning I've got the best you've ever seen And I'm a heatseeker charging up the sky And I'm a heatseeker, I don't need no life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down Don't hose me down Getting ready to break Getting ready to go Get your shoes off and shake Get your head down and blow You gotta keep that woman firing You gotta keep that serpent clean You gotta make her sound the siren You gotta hear that lady scream Cause I'm a heatseeker burning up the town And I'm a heatseeker, I don't need no life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down Don't hose me down I wanna see you get up And see the whites of your eyes And I'm a heatseeker I'm gonna measure you up Gonna try you for size And I'm a heatseeker Gotta keep that motor turning You gotta keep that engine clean You gotta keep those tires burning I've got the best you've ever seen And I'm a heatseeker, and I don't need no life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down Heatseeker And I'm a heatseeker Heatseeker Out on the street feel the heat THAT'S THE WAY I WANNA ROCK N ROLL Blow Up Your Video (1988) LIVE (1992) SINGLE: That's The Way/Kissin' Dynamite-Borrowed Time (1988) (Young, Young, Johnson) Party gonna happen at the union hall Shaking to the rhythm till everybody fall Making on my woman in my Chevrolet Glory hallelujah gonna rock the night away I'm gonna roll roll roll I'm gonna roll roll roll I'm gonna take this town, turn it around I'm gonna roll roll roll Now there's a blue suede bopping on a high heeled shoe Balling round together like a wrecking crew Oh be bopper lubba baby what I say You gotta get a dose of rock and roll on each and every day We're gonna roll roll roll We're gonna roll roll roll We're gonna take this town, turn it around We're gonna roll roll roll I'm gonna blow up my video Shut down my radio Told boss man where to go Turned off my brain control That's the way I want my rock and roll That's the way I want my rock and roll That's the way MEANSTREAK Blow Up Your Video (1988) (Young, Young, Johnson) I've been to the left, I've been to the right I've found myself in Abudhabi, just a mirage in the night Been to the high, I've been to the low And I've been to lots of places that I didn't wanna go But I ain't see nothing to get me off my ass And laughed at all the jokers wanting make me walk on glass I could walk 'fore I could crawl And I was meaner than a bad dog with his back against the wall Animal, animal Cannibal, cannibal See 'em fall, see 'em fall I'm the guy that they call - Meanstreak, I gotta meanstreak Meanstreak, they call me meanstreak I just don't know who I wanna be The count of Monte Cristo or the sheik of Arabia I've eaten rich, and I've eaten free I'm the perfect culture vulture in the face of poverty And I ain't met no one who told me I got class They say never feed the animal, the boys got too much flash I'm a guy they just can't teach And I always kick the castle that's been built up on the beach Animal, animal Cannibal, cannibal See 'em fall, see 'em fall I'm the guy that they call - What's your name? Meanstreak GO ZONE Blow Up Your Video (1988) SINGLE: Heatseeker/Go Zone-Snake Eye (1988) (Young, Young, Johnson) Once I need relaxation Need to get some r 'n' r (That's rest and recreation) Don't need no vacation I don't have to go that far (I've got better things to do with my money) Don't need no private eye Forget the FBI 'Cause when the beaver sings Look out I'm closing in CHORUS: In the go zone, ready to fly In the go zone, standing up high In the go zone, down on the block In the go zone, ready to rock Down down down in the go zone Got to have my candy Got to have my sugar sweet (I wanna give you a treat) Giving you directions You don't have to use your feet (We're on the same street baby) You've got to travel south South of my hungry mouth And there you'll find a friend Until the bitter end CHORUS What are you gonna find down there? There ain't no red light district Get yourself a ticket to the - CHORUS In the go zone, leave me to die In the go zone, standing up high In the go zone, down on the block Go zone, ready to rock Down down down in the go zone KISSIN DYNAMITE Blow Up Your Video (1988) SINGLE: That's The Way/Kissin' Dynamite-Borrowed Time (1988) (Young, Young, Johnson) Here she come, here she come Eating up the thrill Sugar cane, sugar cane Dressin' up to kill Like a fireball in the shadow Like a storm that's gonna show Like an overwhelmed volcano Getting set to blow, set to blow She got a nasty reputation She got a healthy apetite When she needs some detonation She sets the fuse alight, the fuse alight Feel like kissin' dynamite Let it rain, let it rain Let me feel it pour Let it slide, let it slide Let me feel the core Like the thunder in the mountains Like the lightning in the sky Like the eye of a tornado She watch it all go by, all go by Then she kills for recreation And she plays her games at night She want to work on her vocation She set the world alight, set world alight Feel like kissin' dynamite Dynamite, here it come Dynamite, gonna blow Dynamite, just wanna warn you Dynamite, the volcano Dynamite, she got no imagination or (??????) Dynamite, that's the way you want, that's the way he'll go Dynamite Feel like kissin' dynamite NICK OF TIME Blow Up Your Video (1988) (Young, Young, Johnson) Wrong track, wrong line First train to run on time Bad blood, bad news Long rope, got nothing to lose Mad bull seeing red Coming at me, happy when I'm dead Jump a fence, get away Ain't got a liking for the games he plays What you gonna do? Everybody trying to find you guilty Make you wanna tow the line Saved by, saved in the nick of time I was saved in the nick of time Slow plane, hard rain Cold sweat and I feel the strain Look down, no ground Black sky, just the engine sound Bail out, goodbye Take my chances, I don't wanna die Count ten, just pray The nick of time can save me any day What you gonna do? Everybody love a hero, honey Living on a danger line Saved by, saved in the nick of time I was saved in the nick of time Lose sleep, get grief Some day get no relief Quick punch, closed eye You didn't knew it and you wonder why Lynch mob on your tail Think they were searching for the holy grail Leave town, get away I didn't figure on them anyway No I didn't today Everybody trying to find you guilty Make you wanna tow the line Saved by, saved in the nick of time I was saved in the nick of time SOME SIN FOR NUTHIN' Blow Up Your Video (1988) (Young, Young, Johnston) Heroes, hard to find Don't make the news till they do time Schemers turn the screw They get the word and they drop on you Lay down the law black of the night Run up a score, the vice is right Dealers looking round, wheel is turning round Coming round on you CHORUS: Some sin for gold Some sin for shame Some sin for cash Some sin for gain Some sin for wine Some sin for pain But I ain't gonna be the fool Who's gonna have to sin for nothing (Now work that out) Nero, evil mind He was born way before his time Lead 'em down below You got it right and away you go You gotta lay down the rules, push up the price Turn on the heat, put you on ice Dealers looking round, wheel is turning round Coming round for you CHORUS (Give it to me) Ain't gonna sin for nothing Don't get nothing for nothing Ain't gonna sin for nothing That don't make no sense RUFF STUFF Blow Up Your Video (1988) (Young, Young, Johnson) I like 'em big and I like 'em small And if I had to take the oath I would take them all Give me that ruff stuff (It's what I want) She's a saint, she's a sinner She's a rave, rave, rave She's a woman, she's a winner In every way, way, way She don't want love Nor cabaret that's out She like to play around That suits me fine I like it better when she read my mind You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain Don't want to play that game CHORUS: Just give me that ruff stuff I want ruff stuff Baby give me ruff stuff You don't want ruff stuff? Don't want your face around here Make you shake, make you shiver Make you pray, pray, pray Gonna make you quake, make you quiver And turn you grey, grey, grey I don't need brakes They slow me down too much They keep me out of touch They lock me in I like it better when I pull the pin You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain Don't want to play that game CHORUS I like them big and I like them small ...
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