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Motley Crue

(1994)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresGlam Metal
LabelsHip-O
Album rating :  81.4 / 100
Votes :  11
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Motley Crue Lyrics

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1. Power to the Music (5:12)
Hey, listen people, we're victimized, circumcised, crossed the line of no return.
The critics say we devastate, socialites just masturbate.
Won't the losers ever learn?

Who said the music's dead in the streets?
Don't know what they talk about.
They gotta put a bullet in my head if they want to keep me down.
Let me hear it.

Power to the music in the streets.
Power to the music in the streets.
Power to the music in the streets.
Power to the music in the streets. Mothers tell their sons of cyanide and suicide,
blame it on the devil's tongue,
suck me like a parasite, military 3rd Reich.
Blood burning bastards wasting blood.

Who said the music's dead in the streets?
Don't know what they talk about.
I want my music waking up the dead.
Don't tell me to turn it down.
Turn it down.

Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
2. Uncle Jack (5:28)
Are you ready for suicide?
Let me run a razor cross your throat.
You took that child on ride now, led them down a long and shameful road.

It rips my heart out, to see you living.
You gave them money in exchange for pain.
You're the monster in the closet, they'll take your secrets with them to their
grave.

Locked you away behind cast iron doors.
I'd rather see you dead on the floor.
I hope that you're feeling so much pain now.

Uncle Jack, can't you hear them still screaming?
Broken hearts, broken dreams, yeah.
Uncle Jack, is your evil still creepin'?

Never coming back here again.
What were you think gain. Are you ready for suicide?
Let me run a razor cross your throat.
You took that child on ride now, led them down a long and shameful road.

It rips my heart in', are you human?
You took their innocence and made them slaves.
You want forgiveness, you're so sorry.
I'd rather put you in an unmarked grave.

Locked you away behind cast iron doors.
I'd rather see you dead on the floor.
I hope that you're feeling so much pain now.

Uncle Jack, can't you see them still bleeding!
Broken hearts, broken dreams, yeah.
Uncle Jack, tell me how are you sleepin'?
Never comin' back here again,
What were you think gain.
3. Hooligan's Holiday (5:51)
I'm on a holiday, hooligan's holiday.

Drop dead beauties stompin' up a storm, lines of hell on our face.
Bruised bad apples crawling through the night, busted loose, runaway, oo, runaway.

Always, always a thrill without a motive.
30 days, such a haze.

Everybody wants a piece of the action.
Everybody wants a piece of the pie.

We're on a holiday, hooligan's holiday.
I'm on a holiday, hooligan's.
I gotta get away, hooligan's holiday.
We're on a holiday, hooligan's, yeah. Cross-eyed derelicts comin', iron horse
between our legs.
Tattoos, black manes flowin'.
Everyday's a holidays.

Everybody wants a piece of the action.
Everybody wants a piece of the pie.
They want a piece of mind.

We're on a holiday, hooligan's holiday.
I'm on a holiday, hooligan's.
I gotta get away, hooligan's holiday.
We're on a holiday, hooligan's.

Modern times and new blood's pumpin'.
Only the strong survive.
4. Misunderstood (6:53)
Little old man contemplates suicide twice a day.
Life's passed him by.
Little old woman scared and blind, left alone in desperate times.
Life's passed her by.

Oh, life, it's misunderstood them, so they close their eyes and dream of better
days.
Oh, life, it's misunderstood, yeah.
Life's not always fair, or so they say.

Little boy with vacant eyes, daddy won't be home tonight.
And he don't know why.
His mother, she sits alone tangled in the web she's sewn.
Lives lie to lie.

Oh, life, it's misunderstood them, so they close their eyes and dream of better
days.
Oh, life, it's misunderstood, yeah.
Life's not always fair, or so they say.

Strangled, caged, left alone, doin' time in a broken home.
Feelin' left to die.
I'm a product of your troubled ways.
You made me what I am today.
Now you're asking why.
Oh, life's misunderstood me, so I close my eyes and dream of better days.
Oo, life's misunderstood me.
Life's not always fair, life's not always fair or so they say.
or so they say.

Restless soul deep inside searches for some piece of mind.
Livin' just to die.
I'm an angry man and I always have had to fight to survive my past.
A sign of those times.

Life, it's misunderstood me and I know you know that you've been there too.
Time lets a restless soul fade away.
Life's not always fair, life's not always fair, or so they say.

Little boy with hopeful eyes, daddy's comin' home tonight.
So don't you cry. So don't you cry.
So don't you cry. So don't you cry.
5. Loveshine (2:36)
Oh, baby, walked a million miles climbin' up this mountain lookin' for your smile.

Oh, sugar, where's my baby been?
My heart is like the ocean waitin' for your love to sail on in.

Let my loveshine.
Let my loveshine in.
Oo, baby, won't you let my loveshine in.

Let my loveshine, love shine in.
Let my loveshine.
Let my loveshine.
Baby, won't you let my love, baby, won't you let my loveshine in, love shine in.
Oh baby, remember yesterday?
Spoke to me in riddles and mystery remains.

Oo, sugar, be my oldest friend.
You held me in my youth and you'll hold me in the end again, my friend.

Let my loveshine, love shine in.
Let my loveshine.
Let my loveshine.
Baby, won't you let my love, baby, won't you let my loveshine in, love shine in.
6. Poison Apples (3:40)
Took a Greyhound Bus down to Heartattack and Vine with a fistful of dreams and
dimes.
So far out didn't know that I was in.
Had a taste for a life of slime.

When push came to shove, the music was the drug and the band always got to play.
Sex, smack, rock, roll, mainline, overdose.
Man, we lived it night and day.

We loved our Mott The Hoople, it kept us all so enraged.
And you loved us and you loved us and you loved us.
We're so fuckin' beautiful!

Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face.
It's your disgrace.
Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way, just find
some faith."

Tabloid sleaze just maggots on their knees diggin' in the dirt for slag.
Moonshine, strychnine, speedball, shootin' lines.
Anything to push their rags.
Still we love our Mott The Hoople, it keeps us all so enraged.
And you love us and you hate us and you love us.
We're so fucking beautiful!

Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face.
It's your disgrace.
Pretty pretty poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way, just find
some faith."

Blueprints for disaster.
You better not push me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, oo, to your knees.
Blueprints for disaster.
You better not love me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, mama, to your knees.

Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way,
just find some faith, faith, faith, yeah."

Pretty little poison apples.
Pretty, pretty poison apples.
7. Hammered (5:15)
Act like Jesus crucified again.
These four wall are closing in.
Who and what do you think you are, a rich mother fucker in a fancy car?
Concrete jackal suckin' on the past, goldcard junkie kissing money's ass.

You're the monkey on my back and it's time for you to go.
Hammered.
You're more harm than my old vice and I don't want to know.
Hey, Hey, you're hammer, hammer poor.

Now you're feeling low, tired and beaten.
Bring you some blades and daggers, pierce your soul.
Hell, ain't livin' six feet in the hole.
Get down on your knees in Hollywood time to Kiss some, some ass. Hey, Mr. big time
Hollywood, tell your story walkin' if you think you could.
Your money's runnin' low from your cocaine whores, nothin' but a rat scratchin' at
my door.
Hey, now I've said all I'm gonna say.
time will judge, see who fades away.

You're the monkey on my back and it's time for you to go.
Hammered.
You're more harm than my old vice and I don't want to know.
Hey, Hey, you're hammer, hammer poor.

Now you're feeling low, tired and beaten.
Bring you some blades and daggers, pierce your soul.
Hell, ain't livin' six feet in the hole.
Get down on your knees in Hollywood time to Kiss some, some ass.
8. 'Til Death Do Us Part (6:03)
Oh, when you look into my eyes, tell me what you see.
I don't think you'll ever realize the pride inside of me.

Oo, I've walked my walk, talked my talk and I've lived and died in my songs.
Temptation cuts so deep, it's fire still burns so strong.

You know I've lived a few mistakes and I stand by them.
Oo, it's me, myself, and I till death do us part, yeah.
Till death, till death do us part, yeah, yeah, No, no, no, no.

Yeah, sometimes my words may cut too deep and I step on a toe or two.
But I'm half dead and barely half alive, but I live by the truth.
Hey, but I live by the truth.
Til death, 'til death, do us part, do us part.
Hey, if you want to criticize, then you can't believe anything you read.
What you see is all of me.
Yeah, I've talked the talk, walked the walk.
Who thought I'd live this long?
Oh, this life's been hard like a switchblade, blind faith suicide.

You know I've lived a few mistakes and I stand by them.
Oo, it's me, myself, and I till death do us part, yeah.
Till death, till death do us part, yeah, yeah, No, no, no, no.

Yeah, sometimes my words may cut too deep and I step on a toe or two.
But I'm half dead and barely half alive, but I live by the truth.
Hey, but I live by the truth.
Til death, 'til death, do us part, do us part.
9. Welcome to the Numb (5:18)
Mister, mister push button junkie looking for some dirt to buy.
Landslide, it's a corporation landslide waiting for a kiss from an atom bomb.

This situation's critical, my back's against the wall but we like it.
You're walkin' in our sleep and I can't feel at all.
I said, "Hey man, just gimme some truth."

See what you wanna see, feel what you wanna feel.
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna deal, I don't wanna be any part of your stupid
mother fucker machine.
Do what ya wanna do, kill if ya gotta kill, 'cause I just don't believe your point
of view.

Welcome to the numb, fools.
Welcome to the numb.
Welcome to the numb.

People, did you ever feel like you're going insane?
Sister, I'm feeling pretty safe, dead in this home-made grave.

This situation's critical, have I lost my mind?
And I like it.
There's too much information, can you see it in my eyes?
I said, "Hey man, all I want is the truth." See what you wanna see, feel what you
wanna feel.
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna deal, I don't wanna be any part of your stupid
mother fucker machine.
Do what ya wanna do, kill if ya gotta kill, 'cause I just don't believe your point
of view.

Welcome to the numb, fools.
Welcome to the numb.
Welcome to the numb.

Situation's critical, have we lost our minds?
But we like it.
So much information, you can you see it in our eyes.
I said, "Hey man, just gimme the truth."

Why don't we see what ya wanna see, feel what ya wanna feel.
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna deal, I don't wanna be any part of your stupid
mother fucker machine.
Do what ya wanna do, kill if ya gotta kill, 'cause I just don't believe your point
of view.

Welcome to the numb, fools.
Welcome to the numb.
Welcome to the numb.
10. Smoke the Sky (3:36)
Smoke my hoochie, you say that I'm the Devil, really T.H.C.

Marco Polo hailed it heaven, Socrates inhaled it, too.
Mister President, tell the truth.
You're the great exaggerators since 1932.
Telling evils of the reefer, but all through time we've smoked the sky.

Smoke the sky.

When inside we'll smoke the sky.
When inside we'll smoke the sky.
When inside we'll smoke the, when inside we'll toke the, when inside we'll smoke
the sky.

Home grown vision compliments the senses, opens up my mind.
J.F.K. sold us freedom, or was it just a business toke?
63 went up in smoke.
He was the great seducer crawling from our T.V.s.
Breathed hope into our future, before he died, he smoked the sky,
Smoke the sky.

When inside we'll smoke the sky.
When inside we'll smoke the sky.
When inside we'll smoke the, when inside we'll toke the, when inside we'll smoke
the sky.

B.C. hailed it heaven, I inhaled it, too.
Really T.H.C.
When inside we'll smoke the sky.

Smoke the sky.

When inside we'll smoke the sky.
When inside we'll smoke the sky.
When inside we'll smoke the, when inside we'll toke the, when inside we'll smoke
the sky.
11. Droppin Like Flies (6:26)
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!
12. Driftaway (4:05)
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
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