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01. WE HATE
No one wants to smile 'round town like an idiot
Askin' how are you, how's the wife and family
Life would be so boring
So vacuous
WE HATE
WE HATE
WE ALL NEED SOMEONE TO HATE
WE HATE
WE HATE
WE ALL NEED SOMEONE TO HATE
Every morning I wake up, thankful that I've got you
The christians have the muslims, who've got the jews
Just because they're little different
Let's off a few
WE HATE
WE HATE
WE ALL NEED SOMEONE TO HATE
WE HATE
WE HATE
WE ALL NEED SOMEONE TO HATE
Every morning I wake up thankful that I've got you
Wishing I had a knife so I could run you through
I'd do it, except I'm lazy
I need someone new to hate
WE HATE
WE HATE
WE ALL NEED SOMEONE TO HATE
WE HATE
WE HATE
WE ALL NEED SOMEONE TO HATE
Music: Jim Voxx, Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Ric Browde
02. GIRL ON A MISSION
Can't resist
I want that
Top the list
Into the attack
Got it bad
You know why
I walk proud
Give you the eye
GIRL ON A MISSION
GOT NO RELIGION
RISE IN REBELLION
WITH A THUNDERIN' LEGION
HEY HEY HEY HEY
Bad to the bone
Steady as a rock
Cold like stone
Part of the job
Raise the roof
Drop you off
Shatterproof
Can't be enough
GIRL ON A MISSION
GOT NO RELIGION
RISE IN REBELLION
WITH A THUNDERIN' LEGION
Music: Nina C. Alice, Jim Voxx / Lyrics: Nina C. Alice
03. SHAKE ME
Done a few beers and I'm hot to trot
You still look good, you don't talk too much
Got no time for love
Wanna hear that down and dirty stuff
Stake me, rake me, wake me, snake me, break me
Blag me, rag me, gag me, tag me, shag me
SHAKE ME, MAKE ME
DIDN'T COME HERE FOR NO DINNER & DANCE
DRILL ME, THRILL ME
I AIN'T LOOKING FOR NO TRUE ROMANCE
They say little things mean a lot
But they don't know what they're talking about
See you and it drives me mad
Come over here cause I need it bad
Trail me, jail me, mail me, nail me don't fail me
Spy me, try me, tie me, buy me, fly me
SHAKE ME, MAKE ME
DIDN'T COME HERE FOR NO DINNER & DANCE
DRILL ME, THRILL ME (BUT DON'T FILL ME)
I AIN'T LOOKING FOR NO TRUE ROMANCE
Solo
SHAKE ME, MAKE ME
DIDN'T COME HERE FOR NO DINNER & DANCE
DRILL ME, THRILL ME (DO IT 'TIL YOU KILL ME)
I AIN'T LOOKING FOR NO TRUE ROMANCE
Music: Jim Voxx, Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Ric Browde, Lemmy Kilmister
04. ALL FIRED UP
Jumping like a cat on a hot tin roof
But I'll be your dog if you throw me a bone
Backstabber tricks and a poison hook
Using my body just to save my soul
Shooting for the top I'm solid as a rock
I am the real pay dirt, suit the action to the flirt
Gimme some hard hard stuff
Hold on honey, it's gonna get rough
I'M ALL FIRED UP, TO SHOOT YOU DOWN
I'M ALL FIRED UP, I WANT YOU TO KNOW
I'M ALL FIRED UP, TO BURN THIS TOWN
I'M ALL FIRED UP, I WANT YOU TO KNOW
I'M GONNA SHOOT YOU DOWN
Roll them bones, trying to make a dime
Gotta kick some ass just to make it through
Cop a buzz, get moving 'cause I'm in heat
C'mon over baby, let's make some time
I'm a hot missile, a snake skin reptile
I'm slick, I'm looking for kicks
I'm pure magic gonna show you some tricks
Gimme some hard hard stuff
Hold on honey, now, it's gonna get rough
I'M ALL FIRED UP, TO SHOOT YOU DOWN
I'M ALL FIRED UP, I WANT YOU TO KNOW
I'M ALL FIRED UP, TO BURN THIS TOWN
I'M ALL FIRED UP, I WANT YOU TO KNOW
I'M GONNA SHOOT YOU DOWN
Music: Jim Voxx / Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Nina C. Alice / Lemmy Kilmister
05. HATE LIES
"Sin", Sex, Drugs, Money, Image
Lies, Teens, Lust, Greed, Stars
Pain, Sighs
I'm the queen of throne
In the driving seat
Bad to the bone
A freak in heat
You've got your fingers in the pie
You are king
Got the all seeing eye
Never miss a thing
HATE LIES
CHEAP ALIBIS
DON'T WE LOVE TO SUFFER
A LITTLE TASTE OF PARADISE
I love the clychee
I love the dough
Love the groupies
Before the show
I love all men
And my voice
In a sense
They're all my toys
HATE LIES
CHEAP ALIBIS
DON'T WE LOVE TO SUFFER
A LITTLE TASTE OF PARADISE
Music: Jim Voxx, Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Nina C. Alice
06. LIPS
They say a good man, is hard to find
But a hard man is much better to make mine
I've road tested a few and let me tell you
You're number one
I ain't no nun, I go around the world
I'm that type of girl
You got the power to call any hour so
PUT YOUR LIPS TOGETHER AND BLOW
ANY PLACE AND ANYWHERE
PUT YOUR LIPS TOGETHER AND BLOW
PLAY IT AGAIN SAM
When it comes to men
I know where they come from
And when it comes to you
It certainly does come
I checked under a few hoods
As many as I could
And you're number one
Less men went down
On the Titanic than on me
But they all went down
with a smile on their face
Chaste makes waste
PUT YOUR LIPS TOGETHER AND BLOW
ANY PLACE AND ANYWHERE
PUT YOUR LIPS TOGETHER AND BLOW
PLAY IT AGAIN SAM
PUT YOUR LIPS TOGETHER AND BLOW
ANY PLACE THEY WANNNA GO
PUT YOUR LIPS TOGETHER AND BLOW
Music: Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Ric Browde
07. WHITE TRASH
Saturday in the trailor park
Spandex pants and press-on nails
Drinkin' coke and cutty sark
Lucky if I don't land in jail
I'm brand new bitch, see me shake my hips
Listen up, here's the story, c'mon baby read my lips
I smell good, leather & lace
Carry 2 rubbers just in case
I don't need no more brats
Screaming kids messing up my act
Come honey, talk to me
Take me out of my misery
Tell me all that dirty stuff
You know I just can't get enough
You know I ain't no porno star
Let's go drivin' in my car
Park up somewhere make some love
Baby, baby, baby, baby
WHITE TRASH, I DON'T NEED NO BACKSTAGE PASS
WHITE TRASH, DON'T COME 'ROUND WITHOUT YOUR STASH
WHITE TRASH, GOT NO CLASS, AIN'T GOT NO CLASS
Tease my hair up real real high
Going out to get some guys
Pack my mouth with bubble gum
Gonna blow somethin' just for fun
Come on honey, talk to me….
WHITE TRASH, I DON'T NEED NO BACKSTAGE PASS
WHITE TRASH, DON'T COME 'ROUND WITHOUT YOUR STASH
WHITE TRASH, PISS ME OFF I'LL KICK YOUR ASS
WHITE TRASH, GOT NO CLASS, AIN'T GOT NO CLASS
Music: Jim Voxx, Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Ric Browde, Lemmy Kilmister
08. JESUS OF COOL
I didn't get laid last night and I'm gonna take it out on you
I'm starting me a religion and everyone's gonna get screwed
Yes they will, oh yes they will
I wrote me ten commandments and the first one's all about you
Thou shalt spread your legs honey,
It's time to try something real new, real new
Position one's : down on your knees
Taste the blood of Christ if you please
I'M THE MESSIAH, THE MESSIAH, THE MESSIAH
THE JESUS OF COOL
AND HERE'S MY GOLDEN RULE
Virgins are gonna get no respect, I'll change the way you pray
The pope's gonna need a new job, he better polish up his résumé
Miracles are easy as pie when you send your money to me
Sex and drugs and rock and roll, will be our holy trinity
Position two's : down on all fours
Feel the body of Christ at your back door
I'M THE MESSIAH, THE MESSIAH, THE MESSIAH
THE JESUS OF COOL
AND FEEL MY GOLDEN RULE
Do unto others dude
I'M THE MESSIAH
THE MESSIAH
THE MESSIAH
THE JESUS OF COOL
AND HERE'S MY GOLDEN RULE
I'M THE MESSIAH (SEX AND DRUGS AND ROCK'N'ROLL
THE MESSIAH WILL BE OUR HOLY TRINITY)
THE MESSIAH
THE JESUS OF COOL
AND HERE'S MY GOLDEN RULE
I'M THE MESSIAH (SEX AND DRUGS AND ROCK'N'ROLL
THE MESSIAH WILL BE OUR HOLY TRINITY)
THE MESSIAH
THE JESUS OF COOL
JESUS OF COOL
Halleluja
Kiss my ring
Music: Jim Voxx, Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Ric Browde, Nina C. Alice
09. 2 MUCH 4 U
Hey motherfuckers what's up
I was made to be on on top
You can watch me on the TV in your corner pub
I'm not finished until I stop
I'm your pin-up tattoo
You can't scratch me off yer skin
Hey you suckers I'm Number One
I was born to be a pretty gun
Step back everybody, here I come
I ain't ready until I'm gone
Now my name's the headline
Now worship me and dream
Watch me on your screen
I'M TOO MUCH FOR YOU (SHE'S PERFECT FOR YOU)
I'M TOO MUCH FOR YOU (SHE'S PERFECT FOR YOU)
Hey you shitheads look at me
I'm the one you all want to see
Gimme all your money, it'll set you free
I'll eat you up from A to Z
Tease you with my fire
Crush you with desire
I'M TOO MUCH FOR YOU (SHE'S PERFECT FOR YOU)
I'M TOO MUCH FOR YOU (SHE'S PERFECT FOR YOU)
I'M TOO MUCH FOR YOU (SHE'S PERFECT FOR YOU)
I'M TOO MUCH FOR YOU (SHE'S PERFECT FOR YOU)
Music: Jim Voxx, Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Nina C. Alice
10. THE GODDESS
I know what you feel
I know what you think
I know what you want
You try to break free of your misery
Try to fix your self esteem
Now you're feeling low, dirty and poor, act insecure
You know nobody cares what 'cha goin' through
But I've got a passion for you
And I'm hot, too hot to cool down
I know your G-spot
Wanna see what you've got
Wanna see you give me your best shot
I'M THE GODDESS
MY FIRE BURNS HOTTER THAN HELL
I'M THE GODDESS
CAST DOWN, 'CAUSE YOU'RE UNDER MY SPELL
You're feeling low
You're on the run
Always looking for fun
Wanna get high 'n blow your mind
Get down for a bump and grind
You can call me up
Just to put me down
Try to push me around
No matter what, no matter how
Gimme what you got
I'M THE GODDESS
MY FIRE BURNS HOTTER THAN HELL
I'M THE GODDESS
CAST DOWN, 'CAUSE YOU'RE UNDER MY SPELL
I'M THE GODDESS
MY FIRE BURNS HOTTER THAN HELL
I'M THE GODDESS
CAST DOWN, 'CAUSE YOU'RE UNDER MY SPELL
Put you on my game
Burn you in my flames
Make you forget your name
Nothing's ever gonna be the same
Don't wanna be what I'm not
Even if you've lost the plot
Music: Jim Voxx, Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Nina C. Alice
11. STRIKE ME BLIND
You are too far out of space
No one could get you back on your feet
Me, I'm here, watching you, how you do, or what you don't
It's up to you if you respond
RISE AND SHINE - rise and shine
BLOW MY MIND - blow my mind
STRIKE ME BLIND - strike me blind
You used me like I used you
I must confess that I miss you baby
Now I can't reach you no more
But you're still, still everything I adore
RISE AND SHINE - rise and shine
YOU'RE SO FINE - blow my mind
STRIKE ME BLIND - strike me blind
Strike me blind
Solo
RISE AND SHINE - You are too far out of space
YOU'RE SO FINE - So no one could get you back on your feet
Its up to you if you respond
Yeah yeah yeah
Strike me blind
But you're still everything I adore
Oh oh oh
RISE AND SHINE - rise and shine
YOU'RE SO FINE - blow my mind
STRIKE ME BLIND - strike me blind
Strike me, Strike me, Strike me blind
Strike me blind
Music: Jim Voxx, Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Nina C. Alice
12. WAR AND PEACE SONG
Your war is over
But you're still killing me
Peace is finally at hand
But the blood still flows
You can't make your peace
You're thinkin' you're so low
Ya got nothin' left to lose
But you forget, that you still have me
Don't worry if you love me
Don't worry if you'll let me down
Don't worry if you judge me
Don't worry if you'll be around
DON'T YOU TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
NOTHING HAPPENS ACCIDENTALLY
DON'T NEED TO HIDE IN MYSTERY
OUR LOVE IS GONNA LAST AN ETERNITY
Your lights are on
But is anyone ever really home
Come closer to the flame
It's time to share your pain
You can't hold on the past
It's shattered like broken glass
You may have nothin left to give
But you forgot there's, there's a lot more to take
Don't worry if you love me
Don't worry if you'll let me down
Don't worry if you judge me
Don't worry if you'll be around
DON'T YOU TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
NOTHING HAPPENS ACCIDENTALLY
DON'T NEED TO HIDE IN MYSTERY
OUR LOVE IS GONNA LAST AN ETERNITY
DON'T YOU TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
OHHH OHH OOHHH
NOTHING HAPPENS ACCIDENTALLY
OUR LOVE IS GONNA LAST AN ETERNITY
DON'T NEED TO HIDE IN MYSTERY
DON´T YOU TURN YOUR, DON´T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
OUR LOVE IS GONNA LAST AN ETERNITY
WOOOAH, NOTHING HAPPENS, NOTHING HAPPENS ACCIDENTILY
Nothing happens accidentally
Our love is gonna last an eternity
Don't need to hide in any mistery
Nothing happens accidentally
Don't turn your back on me
Music: Niki Reiser / Lyrics: Ric Browde
13. ANOTHER GOOD MAN
Another good man's going down tonight
And it's all because of you
It wasn't right, it was just spite
And you still don't have a clue
IF IT WASN'T LOVE, WASN'T LUST
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING OF
IF IT WASN'T LOVE, WAS THERE A GRUDGE
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING OF
Another good man's going down tonight
And it ain't something new
It's a crime, yet another time
You sent someone to his doom
IF IT WASN'T LOVE, WASN'T LUST
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING OF
IF IT WASN'T LOVE, WAS THERE A GRUDGE
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING OF
It's too bad religion was invented
Just to keep us in line
'Cause if there is a God you're gonna suffer
Until the end of time
Solo
It's too bad religion was invented
Just to keep us in line
'Cause if there is a God you're gonna suffer
Until the end of time
IF IT WASN'T LOVE, WASN'T LUST
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING OF
IF IT WASN'T LOVE, WAS THERE A GRUDGE
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING OF
IF IT WASN'T LOVE
WASN'T LUST
WAS NO GRUDGE
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING OF
WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING OF
Music: Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Ric Browde
14. TORN APART
Nevertheless time is ticking
Time has the power without grace
Dry tongues are licking the salt off the wounds
But no one can heal the human race
Standing in line for all those years
To see justice calling and hate disappear
Waste? Or bad taste in Wasteland?
Pick up the pieces and torn the pieces
I hate the weakness of the power men
People get thrilled, killed with false morality
Our children get kidnapped and kicked on their knees
Now, while you’re listen a baby gets born
Now, while you’re pissin’
The world gets torn apart
Ugh, gets torn
Ugh, apart
Ugh, gets torn apart
Apart
Apart
Apart
Gets torn apart
Could you still exist if you’d speak out your inner thoughts?
Thrash it, burn it, leave it!
Happy illusions we have bought!
Whilst you turn your head around, you’re half-a-size-o-man
Now you’re whacking when so ever friends and aliens
Remember the places, the faces of doom, time has no respect
Enter the room – zoom!
You swallow the sorrow of people you always neglect
Empty faces, crippled hearts, grizzled hands, strayin' with a limp
Someone just bought a gun ‘round the house
Paid with a sponsored cheque
Born into chaos, a perfect mess
Brain dead or lack of luck?
Now give it a fuck, just go ahead
Kill them, thrill ‘em now while you can..
Now while you’re runnin a murder get’s born
Now while you’re pissin’ the world gets torn apart
Ugh, gets torn
Ugh, apart
Ugh, gets torn apart
Apart
Apart
Apart
Gets torn apart
Could you still exist if you’d speak out your inner thoughts?
Thrash it, burn it, leave it!
Happy illusions we have bought!
Whilst you turn your head around, you’re half-a-size-o-man
Now you’re whacking when so ever friends and aliens
Step back with your eyes open
Step back you’re taken for an endless ride
Anyway
No one ever hears you cry
Music: Nik Terry, Jim Voxx, Nina C. Alice / Lyrics: Nina C. Alice
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