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W.A.S.P. LYRICS
"I Am One, 10 inch vinyl" (1992 Single)
1. I am One (live)
2. Wild Child (live)
3. Chainsaw Charlie (Murders in the Rue Morgue) (live)
4. I Wanna Be Somebody (live)
1. I am One (live)
Demolition, mission man
The old boy is hating me
I’ve become the one, they warned me about
Oh he’s gonna die before me
Oh I am one
Love I am one
I got something to prove
And nothing to lose
Oh I am one.
18 bloody roses, each a year that bled my soul
18 and numb, l’m somebody’s son
Mama looks what l’ve become.
Will he take me down to the gallows?
And kill the boy inside the man
I’m just a rock and roll nigger
I know he don’t know what I am.
I don’t see my face in the mirror
And more or understand
Why am I the chosen one?
I’m the crimson man
Long live, long live, long live the king of mercy
Long live, long live
Is there no love, I am one
The side you see, is the nasty me.
2. Wild Child (live)
I ride; I ride the winds that bring the rain
A creature of love and I can’t be tamed
I want you, cause l’m gonna take your love from him
And l’ll touch your face and hot burning skin.
No he’ll never ever touch you like I do
So look in my eyes and burn alive the truth.
I’m a wild child, come and love me
I want you
My heart’s in exile I need you to touch me
Cause I want what you do
I want you.
Tell me tell me the lies you’re telling him when you
Run away cause I wanna know
Cause I l’m sure it’s killing him to find
That you run to me when he let’s you go.
Cause l’m burning, burning, burning up with fire
So come turn me on turn the flames up higher.
I’m a wild child, come and love me
I want you
My heart’s in exile I need you to touch me
Cause I want what you do
I want you.
A naked heat machine I want your love
When the moons arise we’ll just what it does.
L’m a wild child, come and love me
I want you
My heart’s in exile I need you to touch me
Cause I want you do
I want you.
3. Chainsaw Charlie (Murders in the Rue Morgue) (live)
O.K. boy now here’s your deal
Will you gamble your life?
Sign right here on the dotted line
It’s the one you’ve waited for all of your life.
Ah will it feed my hunger
If I swallow lies right down my throat?
Or will it choke me till l’m raw?
And tomorrow when l’m gone
Will they whore my image on?
I’ll will the throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie’s slave.
Murders, murders in the new morgue...
See old Charlie and the platinum armys
Making me their boy
Murders, murders in the new morgue...
He’ll make ya scream for the cash machine
Down in chainsaw Charlie’s morgue.
We’ll sell your flesh by the pound you’ll go
A whore of wrath just like me
We’ll sell ya wholesale; we’ll sell your soul
Strap on your sixting and feed our machine.
Ah will it feed my hunger
If I shallow lies right down my throat?
Or will it choke me till l’m raw?
And tomorrow when l’m gone
Will they whore my image on?
I’ll will my throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie’s slave.
Welcome to the morgue boy
Where the music comes to die
Welcome to the morgue son
I’ll cut your throat just to stay alive
Ah trust me boy
I won’t steer you wrong
If you trust me son
You won’t last very long.
I’m the president of showbiz, my name is Charlie
I’m a cocksucking asshole, that’s what they call me
Here from my Hollywood tower I rule
I’m lying Motherfucker, the chainsaw’s my tool
The new morgue’s our factory, to grease our lies
Our machine is hungry, it needs your life
Don’t mind the faggots, and the ruthless scum
Before we’re done, son we’ll make you one
I’m the tin man, l’ve never had a heart
I’m the tin man, but l’ll make you a star.
4. I Wanna Be Somebody (live)
You say you don’t wanna run and hide
A face that no one know
You’re nobody slave, nobody’s chains are holdin you
You hold your fist up high
And rule the zoo.
Oh you just got to be
Up high where the whole world’s watching me
Cos I, I got the guts to be somebody
To cry out.
I wanna be somebody
Be somebody soon
I wanna be somebody
Be somebody too.
You say you don’t wanna starve
Or take the table crumbs that fall
You don’t wanna beg or plead at all
You don’t want no nine to five
Your fingers to the bone
You don’t want the rock piles bloody stones.
Oh you just got to be
Up high where the whole world’s watching me
Cos I, I got the guts to be somebody
To cry out.
I wanna be somebody
Be somebody soon
I wanna be somebody
Be somebody too.
I wants shiny cars and dirty money
Lotsa rock and roll
I will live in fame and die in flames
I’m never gettin old.
I wanna be somebody
Be somebody soon
I wanna be somebody
Be somebody too.
I’m gonna be somebody...
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