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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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