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SKID ROW LYRICS
"Youth Gone Wild/Delivering The Goods" (1992 EP)
1. Youth Gone Wild
2. Delivering The Goods (live) (Judas Priest Cover)
3. Psycho Therapy (Ramones Cover)
4. Get The Fuck Out
1. Youth Gone Wild
Youth Gone Wild
(Bolan, Snake)
Since I was born they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town
Never played by the rules I never really cared
My nasty reputation takes me everywhere
I look and see it's not only me
So many others have stood where I stand
We are the young so raise your hands
They call us problem child
We spent our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're the one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild
Boss screamin' in my ear about who I'm supposed to be
Getcha a 3-piece Wall Street smile and son you'll look just like me
I said "Hey man, there's something that you oughta know.
I tell ya Park Avenue leads to Skid Row."
I look and see it's not only me
We're standin' tall ain't never a doubt
We are the young, so shout it out
They call us problem child
We spent our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're the one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild
They call us problem child
We spent our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're the one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild
We are the youth gone wild
2. Delivering The Goods (live) (Judas Priest Cover)
Delivering the Goods
(Tipton, Downing, Halford)
Feeling like we're, ready to kick tonight
No hesitating, my bodies aching
Looking for some action, satisfaction all right
Charging, vein faced, as active as one-hundred solid proof
Mega town, Leviathan, we're ready to hit the roof
You better watch out and hold on tight
We're heading your way like dynamite
Uhhh, Delivering the goods
Uhhh, Delivering the goods
Shake down, rock 'em boys, crack that whip strap mean
Pulse rave, air waves, battle lies in every place we've been
Stealing your hearts all across the land
Hot blood doing good, we're going to load you with our brand
You better watch out and hold on tight
We're heading your way like dynamite
Uhhh, Delivering the goods
Yeah, Delivering the goods
Have your way
Stealing your hearts
Well we don't pull no punches, we aim where the crunch is
The bound to do most damage to your brain
If you're looking for it mellow
you're nothing more than yellow
Gonna do it again and again
We'll beat you to submission
So you might as well surrender
You do gotta learn your lesson
'Cause there ain't nobody here to defend your heart
Faster, higher
'Til it seems that we're gonna break
Ohh shootin' further, giving more than you're ever gonna take
Weaving with your heads
Crushed out on the floor
Begging for mercy
Be careful or we'll do it some more
You better watch out and hold on tight
We're heading your way like dynamite
Uhhh, Delivering the goods
Uhhh, Delivering the goods
© Skid Row
3. Psycho Therapy (Ramones Cover)
Psycho Therapy
(Dee Dee Ramone/ Johnny Ramone)
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
That's what they wanna give me
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
All they wanna give me
I'm a teenage schizoid the one your parent despise
Psycho Therapy now I got glowing eyes
I'm a teenage schizoid pranks and muggins are fun
Psycho Therapy gonna kill someone
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
I like takin' Tuinal it keeps me edgy and mean
I'm a teenage schizoid I'm a teenage dope fiend
I'm a kid in the nuthouse I'm a kid in the psycho zone
Psycho Therapy I'm gonna burglarize your home
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
© Skid Row
4. Get The Fuck Out
Your jokes ain't funny and there's nothin' you say
That I wanna hear
The sound of the door slammin' your ass out
Is music to my ears
If I can't beat you then
I'm gonna beat you
To a pulp
So can the TV rays and take my tonsil glaze
Right down your throat
You're standin' too close what the fuck's with you,
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over, so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Well I puke, I stink bitch get me a drink
'Cause I'm payin' for the room
I ain't buying you breakfast
So keep your mouth busy and wrap your lips
All around my attitude
Take a walk with me with your triple double D's
And 40-foot do
Why you walkin' funny you must have spent some time
With the boys in the crew
You're standin' too close what the fuck's with you,
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over, so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
The morning's comin' and this is my bed
If I find you here when I wake up
The maid is gonna find me dead
You're standin' too close what the fuck's with you,
You ain't my old lady and you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over, so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
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