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Beware Of The Dog Gilby Clarke Tie me up, tie me down, you're wearing me out Constricted, so vicious, what a rush I got Yeah, What a shock I got this morning Yeah, when I caught you masturbating Beware of the dog Beware of the dog He's Saturday Disaster Gilby Clarke Was it the morning after Or the night before Potions, pills, powders n' booze Invisable, but not bullet-proof X-rays of the beautiful chorus Saturday Disaster Someone just got murdered Saturday disaster Something's Wrong With You Gilby Clarke I ain’t that strong, a beaten dog. Really can’t do nothing. Really can’t do nothing. ... So young and numb, slower than you need. Am I the ugly one? I bruise but never bleed. Diamond Dogs Gilby Clarke Come out of the garden, baby You'll catch your death in the fog Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs The Halloween Jack is a real cool cat And he Hunting Dogs Gilby Clarke The day the music died I cried The future was so bright Never surrendered with fear in my eyes 'Cause human stories told With a couple of friends in a? Heart of Chrome Gilby Clarke My souls on the line, I'm getting tired of begging The Devil's sliding in and I can feel my heart pounding I fear the new church and I worship no man I'm the lord of my life and I'm mad as hell for suffering Zip Gun Gilby Clarke Undertaker of the overkill Coming down from the model glue Vegas strip couldn't rob you blind Weekends free with the genocide Zero hour, rapid fire Panic stricken, desperation Chorus: Zip gun, I'm Alien Gilby Clarke I'm scuzzied out of my head Powered down everything The static's deafening All wired up for the end Am I on top of the world? Pawn Shop Guitars Gilby Clarke Mexico Spend all my money in the? saloon ? my loose I'm alone, alone, alone I'm alone, alone, alone Well your mama says? and cut like a knife ? Dead Flowers Gilby Clarke queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning, oh yeah yeah Send me dead flowers by the mail Say it with dead flowers at my wedding, oh yeah yeah And I won't forget to Judgement Day Gilby Clarke If anything could happen, I'd start on my way to heaven I'd leave this world and all the thrills, like girls and 7/11 My families fine, my friends are all the guys on lives of the rich and famous Will Let's Get Lost Gilby Clarke Lost in time no time in space Never thought wed ever fade This ain't the blues This ain't nothin new Are we fallin off again Someone pushed us from the ledge No crime no sin We just don't fit in Lets Tijuana Jail Gilby Clarke Welcome to salvation, my Tequila's my companion for this evening of oblivion Everyone around me, kinda bores me, it makes me lonely with the friends I never had Packing up my Mustang cuz' this city has Under The Gun Gilby Clarke This wreckage in my head is from the trash you left Can't back out of this, you weren't That good in bed The pressure that you felt turned me on The weaker you got, made me strong Chorus Under The Gun Happiness Is a Warm Gun Gilby Clarke "She's not a girl who misses much Do do do do do do, oh yeah She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane. Margarita Gilby Clarke I ain't the talking type, Down at the bar at night, Drinking off my former lovers. This melancholy, darkened room, I smelled your cheap perfume, An angel in Latin bartender. It's Good Enough for Rock 'N' Roll Gilby Clarke I never saw the trouble in front of me I never felt the whip come down Found my suicide motel room key It took an ol' blind bloodhound My record players broken again The red lights flickerin' chorus Technicolor Stars Gilby Clarke Technicolor Stars You got lost in a Hollywood star map On the wrong side of Cocaine Blvd. Wasn't Yesterday Great Gilby Clarke Stayed in bed in my hangover clothes I couldn't get up for the day Wasn't yesterday great Dropping out of the machine Walk the nuclear slide Got a headache from the strobelights An acid overdrive chorus Crocodile Tears Gilby Clarke I heard a boom and a crash, was that another regret Slammin' me for my past, I can't remember to forget Check your pulse you're a wreck, a twist of passionate affection The thrills that drive you wild, Warm Country Sun Gilby Clarke I don't need the heat, I didn't ask for the power I never wanted any trouble; I won't die a coward You would think monies satisfaction, it isn't freedom if you aren't free It's all just an addiction; you'd Worst Gilby Clarke "What's the worst that could happen Always more of the same Sleeping pills never killed All the fears I never feel Just the damage & pain I hate you most when you panic It's a personal war Little Jail Guitar Doors Gilby Clarke Let me tell you 'bout Wayne, And his deals of cocaine, A little more every day. Holding for a friend until the band do well, Then the D.E.A. locked him away. Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors. Bourbon Street Blues Gilby Clarke This poor boy was searching for an easy way out He stole some poison from the voodoo house Locked up in his bedroom ‘cause he felt so ashamed He couldn’t take away his pain He’s just a slave to his Superstar Gilby Clarke Dropping out of style like celebrity, Mind your vanity. Superstar, it’s so hard to hang with you. Superstar, no one loves you like you do. Coming up for air with a cigarette. Shut Up Gilby Clarke "Sorry, it doesn't mean you understand You show me, enough of you Some day, you will find happiness And maybe you won't be such a drag And no one really knows Why it's so hard to laugh I said I won't be Johanna's Chopper Gilby Clarke you Johanna's Chopper in the stars Johanna's Chopper in the stars Johanna's Chopper in the stars Why... am I... everything to you This road may never end My motorcycle's best friend Johanna's Chopper in Blue Grass Mosquito Gilby Clarke Can't sing the blues in this crowded room If nobody will buy me a drink A simple drink, it's unhappy hour Bury me on Bourbon St. Mickey Marmalade Gilby Clarke Remember Mickey Marmalade Was a glitter symphony Bellbottomoed roadie A pacified pretty thing Ziggy had a super heart but the rock star Got really bored so he sold his soul To the Music Television whores Kilroy Was Here Gilby Clarke Suffocate in the air you breathe. I'm selling you what you sold me. Suffocate in the air you breath. I wish you were here to tell everyone I got your car.