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W.A.S.P. LYRICS
"Mean Man" (1989 Single)
1. Mean Man
2. Locomotive Breath
1. Mean Man
(Lawless)
A tatooed madman, I am hell on wheels
Born a wicked child left alone in the fields
My father was the wind, my mother was fire
Raised by the wolves and I grew up wild
A kamakazi man, a hollering 'Banzai'
Never crash and burn, never gonna die
Cannibal it's me, you squeal and shout
I chew you up and spit you out
Storms a c-c-coming and it's gonna be me
Here comes Trouble with a capital "T"
'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
I gotta scream, that's what I am
All the way, all the way
'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
Riding the wind and know I'll be damned
All they way, all the way, all the way
Chewbacca in the rye, the water of fire
A terror in the flesh, a killer for hire
California man I'm white line, "Homer"
The unruly one they call the "Blond Bomber"
Scooter gypsy, I'm a renegade
An orphan of the road, a live hand greande
Never gonna quit before my time
When the moon gets high then I'll be blind
Mad dog 20-20's king
I drink that stuff and start getting obscene
'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
I gotta scream, that's what I am
All the way, all the way
'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
Riding the wind and know I'll be damned
I'm a motorcycle man
Don't never give a damn
I lie when the truth serves better
The Marquis de Sade, I cheat and steal and rob
A heavy metal creature
All the way, all the way, all the way
'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
I gotta scream, that's what I am
All the way, all the way
'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
Riding the wind and know I'll be damned
All they way, all the way, all the way
2. Locomotive Breath
(Ian Anderson)
In the Shuffling madness of the locomotive breath,
Runs the all time loser, headlong to his death
He feels the piston scraping steam breaking on his brow
Old Charlie stole the handle and the train that watched her go
You know he couldn't slow down
No he couldn't slow down
He sees his children jumping off at stations one by one
His woman and his best friend in bed and having fun
Crawling down the corridor on his hands and knees
Old Charlie stole the handle and the train that watched her go
No he couldn't slow down
No he couldn't slow down
He hears the silence howling catches angels as they fall
And the all time winner has got him by the balls
He picks up Gideons Bible open at page one
I thank God he stole the handle and the train that watched her go
You know he couln't slow down
No he couldn't slow down
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