We Gotta Get Out Of Here

(Ian Hunter)

It's such a small town rodeo
Such famous people here, with nowhere to go
Well it don't get to me, I think it's the pits
I got no friends, I wanna split.

The daily papers seek a desperate face
The television cameras join in the chase
It's much fun interviewing urban decay
I grab the microphone away

(Dance) No! (Dance) No! (Dance) No! (Dance) No!

We gotta get out of here
We gotta get out of here right now
We gotta get out of here
We gotta get out of here right now

Hey Rock and Roll feel the holes in my brain
I promise you I'll never come here again
It's all so sad, what a waste of a night
Cause nothing's wrong, but nothing's right (hey)

So don't get along, out of my way
I'm not a robot, I've got something to say
It's such a joke, are you ready to go
Here comes that beat again, oh oh oh oh

(Dance) No! (Dance) No! (Dance) No! (Dance) No!
We gotta get out of here
We gotta get out of here right now
We gotta get out of here
We gotta get out of here right now
We gotta get out of, we gotta get out
We gotta get out of here right now
We gotta get out of, we gotta get out
We gotta get out of here right now
[repeat while Ellen speaks]

(Oh please I don't wanna go home yet
Come on, can't you do anything I wanna do?
Lets dance, come on please, just once for me
I never get to do anything like this
You're such a drag, you know that?
Everything for you, everything for you, nothing for me, right
What are we gonna do? Go home and watch the Super Bowl
Re-runs of the Mohammed Ali uh Marlene Dietrich fight, what?
There must be somebody here who wants to dance with me
There must be a lot of people here who would like to dance with me, you know
that?
Come on, one, two, three, four - I'll jump right up and do the bump, come on

Listen this place gets really good, this place gets really.....
I heard that the that the the spoon comes down and the moon comes down and
the stars and all sorts of great stuff happens in a little while).

Silver Needles

(Ian Hunter)

You're just a stranger in the past
Just another mug that could never last
You came up slow but you burned out fast (didn't ya)

Oh growing up was your sole excuse
Your body was tight but your head was so lose
I guess I could have told you but what's the use

It ain't Silver Needles on the run
No it ain't Silver Needles on the run
It ain't Silver Needles on the run
Shh you make me feel so bad

You thought you was the only one that got messed up
Me 'n all the others never had it so rough
Well how come you're dead and I'm still stood up

Well it ain't Silver Needles on the run
Silver Needles on the run
No it ain't Silver Needles on the run
Oh I remember....

All your plans were made on some PR floor
'N all your bags were packed, they never reached the door.
All over in your thought exchange
All your brains were acting strange
You never lied in dreams before
There must be more to life than getting sore

(What do you think?)

I seen in some music paper that you was gone
And I went right out and wrote you a farewell song
Boy, they had you dead before you was born
And it's a shame - you were such a great mover

But it ain't Silver Needles on the run
No it ain't Silver Needles on the run
Silver Needles on the run
Silver Needles on the run
Silver Needles on the run
Silver Needles on the run
(Next)

Man O'War

(Ian Hunter/Mick Ronson)

I never brush my teeth and I never wash
I guess I never bother with no brush
I don't care about a knife and fork
And don't you argue with the way that I talk
And all you ladies want my autograph
And have you seen my photo, have you seen my photographs....yeah

I hit the city when the sun goes down
I get this feeling that I'm running around
I love virgins, I like 'em petite
Cute little sister won't you sit on me
End up scoring, over 5 dollars down
You don't have to tell me I'm a clown

Cause I'm a bad mother - try me and see
I'm a bad mother - check my I.D.
I'm a bad mother - got nothing to do
If I could spit, I'd spit all over you.

I'm a Man O' War, hey hey
The demon of the semen, I'm a Man O' War
And you know it for sure, yeah
You better get back on your feet, I'm a Man O' War

I tol' my woman that I got this disease
She says, "Honey, please! Get down on your knees"
"You look so sexy when you sing with the band
Tie me up, tie me up, tie my hands!".
How'd you like to do it with the leader of the band
You better kick out the jams, the back seat's wet

Cause I'm a bad mother - I get around
I'm a bad mother - I know the sound
I'm a bad mother - nothing to do
If I could spell, I'd put a spell on you

Cause I'm a Man O' War hey hey
Ain't nobody told you I'm a Man O' War
I got a gun for show, yeah
So get up on your feet I'm a Man O' War
(Come on Mickey)

Cause I'm a bad mother - check me and see
I'm a bad mother - I got VD
I'm a bad mother - got nothing to do, oh
If I could spit, I'd spit all over you

I'm a Man O' War hey hey
The demon of the semen, I'm a Man O' War
And you know it for sure, yeah
Oh baby get up on your feet, I'm a Man O' War

I'm a Man O' War, I'm a Man O' War
Give me an image, I'll take it to the limit
I'm a Man O' War, I'm a Man O' War
Mamma's little soldier, I'm a Man O' War
All right, yeah.

Sons And Daughters

(Ian Hunter)

There's a place in the city they call the Archway
Where we rented three rooms for a dollar a day
and I worked semi-skilled at the capstans for years
And my wife was a good woman but the love disappeared

Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
When a marriage goes down they're the loneliest ones
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
How I hope they can cope with the damage I've done

I found me a band, I went out on tour
So the kids wouldn't know I was with them no more
When they said, "Where's me dad?" She'd say, "He's a star!"
Oh if only stars knew what fools they all are.

Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
When a marriage goes down they're the loneliest ones
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
How I hope they can cope with the damage I've done

I got a new contract, I got a new life
No more capstans for me and I've got a new wife
Sometimes she gets angry, says she wants a family
Then that nightmare returns like a ghost haunting me

Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
When a marriage breaks up you're the loneliest ones
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
How I hope you all cope with the damage we done

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Credits

Transcribed by Colin Ford. Minor corrections to Man o' War by Ed Prestas and Brent Riegel-Coursey. Correction (missing verse!) to Silver Needles by Dave Bell. Minor correction to Silver Needles by Olivier Burggraaff.

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