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Bad Attitude - Criss, Montague, Carrion
It's three
o'clock in the morning
I'm getting ready for bed
It came without a warning
This paper that I read
How do they know me?
How do they dare?
They spread all their lies around us
Why should they care if they're to blame
I'm just a player in the their game
I've got a bad reputation
I've got a bad attitude
Ain't nobody gonna push me down
Ain't nobody gonna shove me around
I've got a bad, bad, bad reputation
It read that I was down and out
Had no place to go
Then this chick came out of nowhere
Who I don't even know
How do you sleep at night
Knowing the things you do?
It doesn't matter at all
Til it happens to you
Walk The Line - Criss, Montague
You don't have
to face me
You don't give a damn
You don't need my lovin' baby
You don't understand
Well, I don't need emotion
Strictly guaranteed
Your lying face
Don't need that taste
It's got to be for free
Don't mess around with me,
your majesty
I'm not joking
Stop your smoking
If you're gonna talk to the man
You're gonna make him understand
Don't fuck with me
You're gonna walk the line
Let me tell you baby
C'mon give me a break
Some people say what they feel
I should do
But they're kissing ass too
The Truth - Montague, Criss, Tosetti
Friends
against friends
Brother fighting Brothers
When will it all end
Man it sure was a sin
Damn yankees burned
the place down
There wasn't a soul left around
Where you go you're gonna know
Eventually
You'll find the truth
You're gonna find truth
Do you remember the day
When they shot the king down
Where were you my friend
It was the end, war is hell
Damn yankees burned the
place down
There wasn't a soul left around
Where you go you're gonna know
Eventually
You'll find the truth
Where you go you're gonna know
Eventually, eventually,
Where you know you're gonna go
Eventually, eventually
You're gonna find truth
Keep on searching 'cause you
don't know.
Bad People Burn In Hell - Peter Criss, Phil Naro
Some people
are no damn good
Spend your money like I knew they would
I got wise to their wicked ways
Why does justice have to be so blind?
On their judgement day, they'll be left behind
My, my, my, bad people burn in hell
Listen up all you good out there
Smiling faces that don't really care
All greed and power, time bomb in your hand
One more push now, yeah
Yeah you will be going down in the devils grail
My, my, my, bad people burn in hell
Payola for this, payola for that
A habit for this, a habit for that
I won't get caught up in their act
I like to sleep at night
With my conscience clear
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm gonna make it to heaven
My, my, my, bad people burn in hell
Show Me - Montague, Stone, Criss, Bardowell
Planes, trains
and limousines
So what, what does it mean
We're burning down like mercury
God save the Killer Queen
And I know what's up in this life
It ain't a mystery, it's a fantasy
It's a long, long ride and it hurts like hell
One track minds takin' the best of me
I've got an itchy trigger finger that will set me free
Tell me where you're going
I know there's something better
Show me where you've been
I've got to know
Tell me what you're knowing
I know there's something better
Show me where you've been
I've got to know
Caffeine and nicotine
C. Everette Coop's looking out for me
But you can buy a gun to kill a Kennedy
From a magazine
Mother Mary what's the use
When I ain't got nothing left to lose
Salvation always goes to my head
One track minds takin' the best of me
I got my finger on the button of insanity
I'm tired of hearing 'bout what could be
Just take me down
Good Times - Criss, Miller, Montague
I'm coming
home to an empty house
Where my wife and child would meet me
Now there's another man living there
So there will be no one there to greet me
For the good times everybody have a cheer
My baby said goodbye last night
For the good times everybody have a cheer
Everything's gonna be alright tonight
Now I'm on the road again
And I know she's with someone new
But
I don't care I gotta play what I play
Even if it takes dyin' behind my drums
Was it her or was it me
Oh Lord, help me see
Strike - Criss, Montague
Poison ivy
ain't nothin'
By the time it gets to you
Been stung by forty bees
So the lotion just won't do
Hey big brother don't you have a mother
To wash the blood from your hands
You gotta say no way
I ain't gonna play that game
You've gotta strike
For a reason
You've gotta strike
For the right
You've gotta strike
For emotion
You've gotta strike
To be free
'Cause he's a CIA agent
And he's always on your tail
But if you know how to shake him
He won't be your living hell
Gotta see the money's real
They'll say they love you
Behind your back they'll steal
Hey big brother don't you have a mother
To wash the blood from your hands
You gotta say no way
I ain't gonna play that game
You've gotta strike
For a reason
You've gotta strike
For the right
You've gotta strike
For emotion
You've gotta strike
To be free
'Cause he's a CIA agent
And he's always on your tail
So be careful where you're walking
He'll be there
You've gotta strike
Blue Moon Over Brooklyn - Peter Criss, Phil Naro
It was a
winters day
When I heard the phone ring
It was my brothers voice
He said come on home
He said mom is dying
He started crying
I felt the pain, I felt that pain
I knew inside I had to get there
I didn't know how, I just had to get there
Why she had to leave this place behind
Knowing that we'd all be hurt
Life is so hard to bear
Tell me what your reasons are for my despair
Blue moon over Brooklyn
Never saw such a light shining down on me
I was all alone the night I flew home
I was going insane, I felt to blame
My heart was beating, do you know that feeling?
I didn't want to be late, Lord, hope she'll wait
Why she had to leave this place behind
Knowing that we'd all be hurt
Life is so hard to bear
Tell me what your reasons are for my despair
Blue moon over Brooklyn
Never saw such a light shining down on me
My mama told me, son you better shop around
Postman comes once, lucky if he comes again
You've gotta be nice, take my advice
It's time to go, Mama, I miss you so
Down With The Sun - Criss, Montague
Hey Baby,
how've you been
I hear you're running around again
I don't care anyway
You'll have to deal with yourself someday
If you abuse it you can lose it
You know you love that dirty water
You're going down with the sun
If you got emotion and you got the notion
You can go down on me any time
I really don't mind
I really really like it
When you look at me it kinda shakes me inside
You don't mind the way she moves in
You know you love that dirty water
You're going down with the sun
We Want You - Carrion, Montague
Let me break
it down
I've got something to say
Don't turn your back or we'll make you pay
You know it's true
You gotta take a stand
You've gotta be heard
Baby, don't hold back
We're gonna take the world
You know it's true
Time has come to stand as one
We want you, you know we do
I know you know we want you
Together we stand, divided we fall
You gotta push to see it all
And break it through
Every chance you take to help us out a little
Is gonna bring you to the center of the circle
In the middle God knows it's true
Time has come to stand as one
We want you, you know it's true
All in all things are gettin' better
Are you ever gonna realize we're all in this together?
It's me and you
Time has come to stand as one
We want you
Beth - Peter Criss, Stan Penridge, Bob Ezrin
Beth, I hear
you calling
But I can't come home right now
Me and the boys have been playing
And we just can't find the sound
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them calling
Oh Beth, what can I do
Beth, what can I do
You say you feel so empty
But a house just ain't a home
I'm always somewhere else
While you're always there alone
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them calling
But Beth, what can I do
Honey, what can I do
Beth, I know you're lonely
And I hope you'll be alright
Because me and my boys will be playing all night.