Intro


Wake up kids
It's half past what youth
Ain't nothing really changes but the dates
You're a grand slammer
But you're no Babe Ruth
You gotta learn how to relate

Or you'll be swinging from the Pearly gate
I got all answers loq and behold
You got the right key baby
But the wrong key hole, yo
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Eat The Rich


Well I woke up this morning
On the wrong side of the bed
And how I got to thinkin'
About all the things you said
About ordinary people
And how they make you sick
Well corn bread comes back on you
And I hope this does the trick
'Cause I'm sick of your complainin'
About how many bills
And I'm sick of all your bitchin'
'Bout your poodles and your pills
And I just can't see no humour
About your way of life
And I think I can do more for you
With this here fork and knife

Chorus:
Eat the rich
There's only one thing that they are good for
Eat the rich
Take one bite now - come back for more
Eat the rich
I gotta get this off my chest
Eat the rich
Take one bite now - spit out the rest

So I called up my head shrinker
And I told him what I'd done
He said you best go on a diet
Yeah, I hope you have some fun
And a don't go burstin' bubbles
On rich folks who get rude
'Cause you won't get in no trouble
When you eats that kinda food

Now they're smokin' up their junk bonds
And then they go get stiff
And they're dancin' in the yacht club
With Muff and uncle Biff
But there's one good thing that happens
When you toss your pearls with swine
Their attitudes may taste like shit
But go real good with wine

Chorus

Believe in all the good things
That money just can't buy
Then you won't get no bellyache
From eatin' humble pie
I believe in rags to riches
Your inheritance won't last
So take your Gray Poupon my friend
And shove it up your ass

Chorus

Eat the rich
There's only one thing that they are good for
Eat the rich
Take one bite now - come back for more
Eat the rich
Don't stop me now, I'm goin' crazy
Eat the rich
That's my idea of a good time baby

(belch)
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Get A Grip


Chorus:
Got to Get A Grip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip
I can't explain how to be a fat kitty
You gotta live large, gotta let it rip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city
If ya wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip - rip

Once upon a crime I thought I was cool
But I don't want to brag
Once I crossed the line I think I musta
Zigged when I shoulda zagged

Chorus

Same old, same old every day
If things don't change you're just gonna rot
'Cause if you do what you've always done
You've always get what you've always got
(Uhh, could that be nothing)

Chorus
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city
If ya wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip

Who knows for sure without a doubt
What goes on when the lights go out
Or who pulls in when I pull out
And what is a one-eyed trouser trout

I was so shortsighted
Now the wrong been righted
I feel so delighted
I get so excited

Chorus
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city
If ya wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city
If ya wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip

You wanna get high in a New York minute
Choke that smoke, honey crack the whip
Your head gets dead as long as you're in it
You wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip

Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don't ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city
If ya wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip
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Fever


I got a rip in my pants
And a hole in my brand new shoes
I got a margarita nose
And a breath full of Mad Dog booze
Chorus:
I got the fever, fever, fever, fever

Yeah, they threw me outta jail
I tell ya it ain't fair
I tried to kiss the judge
From the electrica' chair

Yeah we're all here
'Cause we're not all there tonight

The guitar's cranked
And the bass man's blown a fuse
And when the whole gang bangs
Tell me then what is your excuse?

Chorus

Fever gives you lust with an appetite
It hits you like the fangs
From a rattlesnake bite
Yeah we're all here
'Cause we're not all there tonight

We can't run away from trouble
There ain't no place that far
But if we do it right at the speed of light
There's the backseat of my car - caviar

I was feelin' so high I forgot what day
Now I'm feeling low down
Even slow feels way to fast
And now the booze don't work
'Cause the drugs ran out of gas

Chorus

The buzz that you're gettin'
From the crack don't last
I'd rather be O.D.in' on the crack of her ass
Yeah we're all here
'Cause we're not all there tonight

My first time ever lover
We fell asleep out on the lawn
And when I woke up I was all alone
Making love to the crack of dawn
So yo, I beg yo pardon sir
The gangster of love rides again

You now I gotta chill
It gimme such a thrill
Like a burnin' plague
Yeah get outta my way

Fever may be Hell and a cross to bear
As long as I'm in heaven, honey I don't care
You look so good baby, look so fine
I tell you you're the image of a perfect crime
You get so tired holdin' on so tight
If you think you're goin' crazy
Well you may be right

Yeah we're all here
'Cause we're not all there tonight
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Livin' On The Edge


There's something wrong with the world today
I don't know what it is
Something's wrong with our eyes
We're seeing things in a different way
And God knows it ain't His
It sure ain't no surprise

Chorus:
We're livin' on the edge
We're livin' on the edge
We're livin' on the edge
We're livin' on the edge

There's someting wrong with the world today
The lightbulb's gettin' dimmed
There's meltdown in the sky

If you can judge a wise man
By the color of his skin
Then mister, you're a better man than I

Chorus:
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'

Tell me what you think about our situation
Complication - aggravation
Is getting to you

If Chicken Little tells you that the sky is fallin'
Even if it wasn't would you still come crawling
Back again - I bet you would my friend
Again &again; Again &again; Again &again; Again &again; Again

Somthin' ain't right with the world today
And everybody knows it's wrong
But we can tell 'em no
Or we could let it go
But I would rather be a hanging on

Chorus

Chorus
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Flesh


The day rolls in, the night rolls out
Desire rules without a doubt
The heart beats fast, you salivate
And when you come, it won't be late
I guess by now, you got the score
A little taste you want it more
From San Antone to Marrakesh
Yeah, when the night comes
Everybody's gotta have flesh
Flesh - the only thing that's worth the sweat
From the day that Eve did Adam
Down to Romeo and Juliet
Everybody gotta have flesh

The prince of lust has met his match
The witch has brewed her baddest batch
His sword is sharp and hard as stone
Her cauldron begs for one more bone
And so my love, this story's told
From modern times to days of old

From Boston, Mass to Bangladesh
Yeah, when the night comes
Everybody's gotta have flesh
Flesh - It's got me all soaking wet
From the Mississippi River
To the highest mountain in Tibet
Everybody gotta have

Flesh - you got me all soakin' wet
Flesh - the only thing that's worth the sweat
Flesh - you got me all soakin' wet
Flesh - the only thing, the only thing, the only thing

From a Sufi in a Rickshaw
To a bimbo in a pink Corvette
Everybody gotta have flesh
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Walk On Down


You wonder why you got holes in your shoes
You wonder why they got more money than you
You wonder why you got nothin' to lose
It makes no sense, don't try to figure it out
You gotta - Walk on down
Walk on down - walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down - walk on down - walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Yeah, huh

Well, she says that she loves you
In your mind there's no doubt
You feel like a stranger
When the lights go out
As you lie there awake you think
'This ain't no gift'
Don't try to figure
That weight's to heavy to lift

You gotta - Walk on down
Walk on down - walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down - walk on down
'Cause I got no time to lose
It's my life if I choose
Put on my walking shoes

Walk on down - walk on down - walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down - walk on down - walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
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Shut Up And Dance


Talk is cheap, Shut up and dance
Don't get deep, Shut up and dance
A love has got me down
A tear just hit the ground
So I started writing you this song
But the words I wrote came out all wrong
Yeah, but it's all right

Chorus

When you can't define the crime
Then life ain't worth a dime
When they take away everything you got
And they rub your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight

Chorus

When you work your fingers to the bone
Now what does that get you - Nothing
In a crowd of people you're still alone
And you hope that tells you - Something

The road to Heaven is paved in Hell
And it makes you wonder
Why we're here at all
Check out the shape of your circumstance
He wears the dress and she wears the pants
Here comes Jill and she needs romance
But you can't do jack so Shut up and dance

Sex is like a gun - You aim, you shoot, you run
When you're splittin' heads with Mr Clean
It's like gettin' head from a guillotine
And the night has just begun

Chorus
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Cryin'


There was a time
When I was so brokenhearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned, yeah
'Cause me and those ways have parted
That kind of love was the killin' kind
All I want is someone I can't resist
I know all I need to know by the way
That I got kissed
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now i'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do-down on me

New there's not even breathin' room
Between pleasure and pain
Yeah you cry when we're makin' love
Must be one and the same

It's down on me
Yeah I got to tell you one thing
It's been onmy mind
Girl I gotta say
We're partners in crime
You got that certain something
What you give to me
Takes my breath away
Now the word on the street
Is the devil's in your kiss
If our love goes up in flames
It's a fire I can't resist

I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do to me

'Cause what you got inside
Ain't where your love should stay
Yeah, our love, sweet love, ain't love
'Til you give your heart away

I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' just to let you
Do what you do what you do down to me,
Baby, baby, baby

I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down to, down to, down to, down to
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet
I was cryin' when I met you
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Gotta Love It


Psychadelic sandwich
Any way you can feel it
You shouldn't try to conceal it baby
You got to make up your mind

Any way I can steal it
Any way you can deal it to me
You know the pleasure's all mine

Chorus:
You gotta love it
You better own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gutta shu uh shove it
I'm gonna make things happen
Goin' round n' round n' round...
That's Right!

I wanna see you're firecracker
I wanna see you're switchblade knife
You make your sex a career

Comin' down from an all night tripper
Pull your foot from the ruby slipper
'Cause you can't get there from here

Chorus
Goin' round n' round n' round n' round....

I got this feeling deep inside my gut
Overwhelming feeling but I know not what
One thing's for sure I ain't got time for those
Who can't relate

You gotta learn to love the midnight madness
You gotta revel in the good and badness
If Yin n' Yang is your thing

What I gotta do to try and reach ya
Is it for real or just a double feature
So let's go throw the I Ching

Chorus
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Crazy


Come 'ere baby
You know you drive me up the wall
The way you make good for all the nasty tricks you pull
Seems like we're makin' up more than we're makin' love
And it always seems you've got something on your mind
Other than me
Girl, you gotta change your crazy ways - you hear me

Say you're leavin' on the seven thirty train
And that you're heading out to Hollywood
Girl, you've been givin' me that line so many times
It kinda gets that feelin' bad looks good

That kinda lovin' turns a man to a slave
That kinda lovin' sends a man right to his grave

Chorus:
I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on - then you're gone
Yeah you drive me crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue

You're packin' up your stuff
And talkin' like it's tough
And tryin' to tell me that it's time to go
But I know you ain't wearin' nothin' underneath that overcoat
And that it's all a show

That kinda lovin' makes me wanna pull down the shade, yeah
That kinda lovin' yeah, now I'm never gonna be the same

Chorus

I'm losing my mind
Girl, 'cause I'm goin' crazy

I need your love, honey, yeah
I need your love

Chorus
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Line Up


If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight well come on
And line up
When the goin' gets tough
And your talk ain't enough then come on
And line up

We gotta get up, get out before they get us down
'Cause livin' up against the wall, yeah
Has got us locked up
Come on and line up
So don't be surprised
When they pull the wool over your eyes
Yeah, don't get funked up

If you got all the stuff
And you can't get enough
Then line up

If you're out on a limb
And you wanna come in
Then line up

Your head's down, sittin' 'round
Pick yo face up off the ground
And get yourself together baby
And learn to stand tough
Come on an line up

We better get to it
Instead of just standin' around
It's time to get down

If you're playin' to win
Then your only way in
Is line up

If we all wanna live
Then we all gotta give
Line up

We gotta get up, get out
Before they get us down
'Cause livin' up against the wall, yeah
Has got us locked up
Come on and line up

You better get to it
Instead of just standin' around
Yeah, it's time to get down

If you got all the stuff
And you can't get enough
Then line up, line up

If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight well come on
And line up, line up
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Amazing


I kept the right ones out
And let the wrong ones in
Had an angel of mercy
To see me through all my sins
There were times in my life
When I was goin' insane
Tryin' to walk through the pain
When I lost my grip
And I hit the floor
Yeah, I thought I could leave
But couldn't get out the door
I was so sick n' tired
Of livin' a lie
I was wishing that I would die

Chorus:
It's amazing
With the blink of an eye
You finally see the light
It's amazing
That when the moment arrives
You know you'll be alright
It's amazing
And I'm saying a prayer
To the desperate hearts tonight

That one last shot's a Permanent Vacation
And a how high can you fly with broken wings
Life's a journey - not a destination
And I just can't tell just what tomorrow brings

You have to learn to crawl
Before you learn to walk
But I just couldn't listen
To all that righteous talk
I was out on the street
Just tryin' to survive
Scratchin' to stay alive

Chorus

"And from all of us at Aerosmith
To all of you people out there
Wherever you are - remember:
The light at the end of the tunnel
May be you - goodnight"
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Boogie Man
(Instrumental)

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