ROCKS:

1-BACK IN THE SADDLE:

(Tyler, Perry) 

(Chorus) 
I'm back! 
I'm back in the saddle again 
I'm back! 
I'm back in the saddle    


again ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon 
I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon 
barkeep gimme a drink, that's when she caught my eye 
she turned to give me a wink, that'd make a grown man cry 


(Chorus) 


come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun 
I'm calling all the shots tonight, I'm like a loaded gun 
peelin' off my boots and chaps, I'm saddle sore 
four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for more 
fools' gold out of their mines, the girls are soaking wet 
no tongue's drier than mine, I'll come when I get back!
 
(Chorus) 


I'm ridin', I'm loadin' up my pistol 
I'm ridin', I really got a fistful 
I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up my saddle 
I'm ridin', this snake is gonna rattle 


(Chorus) 


ridin' high!(3x) already! 






2-LAST CHILD:

(Tyler, Whitford)

take me back to a south Tallahassee 
down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy 
can't stand up on my feet in the city 
got to get back to the real nitty gritty 

yes sir, No sir 
don't come close to my 
home sweet home 
can't catch no dose 
of my hot tail poon-tang sweatheart 
sweathog ready to make a silk purse 
from a J Paul Getty and his ear 
with a face in a beer 
home Sweet Home 

get out in the field, 
put the mule in the stable 
ma, she's A cookin' 
put the eats on the table 
hate's in the City and My love's in the meadow 
hand's on the plow and my feets in the ghetto 

stand up, sit down 
don't do nothin'
ain't no good when boss man's stuffin' 
down their throats with paper notes 
as babies cry 
when you're rockin' the street 
home Sweet Home

mamma take me home sweet home 
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street.



3-RATS IN THE CELLAR:

(Tyler/Perry)

goin' under - rats are in the cellar
goin' under - skin is turnin' yella
nose is runny - losin' my connection
losin' money - gettin' no affection
New York City blues
east side, west side blues
throw me in the slam
catch me if you can
believe
that you're wearin', tearin' me apart *
safe complainin' - 'cause everything's rotten
go insanin' - and ain't a thing forgotten *
feelin' cozy - rats are in the cellar
cheeks're rosy - skin's turnin' yella
*** - lookin' rather lazy
see my body - pushin up a-daisies


4-COMBINATION:

(Perry)

the street is cold, the dawn is grey
my heart says no but my head says stay
my work is finished, or so I've been told
can't part the three of us, once we got a hold

I forgot the name
I took a shot on the chin
I'm rearranging my game
tell by the shape I'm in

in line of fire, you know what to say
they gave us no choices, just one shade of grey
my legs keep movin', I don't seem to stray
but I know each step we take, they're one step away

I found the secret, the key to the vault
we walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
I took the time, to feel for the door
I found the secret, the key to it all

I got the Nouveauree
and dragged it home to bed
I traded you for me
I took it all and said

I find my own fun, sometimes for free
I got to pay it to come lookin' for me
walkin' on Gucci, wearin' Yves St. Laurent
barely stay on cause I'm so God damn gaunt


5-SICK AS A DOG:

(Tyler/Hamilton)

please, I've just got to talk to you
please, well get your head out of the loon
please, we're a long long way from home 
please, you'll turn a young man's face to stone

Chorus:
sick as a dog, what's your story
sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
sick as a dog, 'cause you really ain't that young
please, you were much to my surprise
please, you're a lady in disguise
please, you're the only friend I got
please, you'd be the last to see me rot

(CHORUS)

please, it's a shame you're so refined
please, she was the last thing on my mind
please, don't be late to take it light
please, you're gonna bay into the night

(CHORUS)

take it light (4x)
say goodnight


6-NOBODY'S FAULT:

(Tyler/Whitford)

lord I must be dreamin' what else could this be
everybody's screamin' runnin' for the sea
holy lands are sinkin' birds take to the sky
the prophets are all stinkin' drunk
I know the reason why eyes are full of desire
mind is so ill at ease everything is on fire
shit piled up to the knees out of rhyme or reason
everyone's to blame children of the season don't be lame

sorry you're so sorry don't be sorry
man has known and now he's blown it
upside-down and hell's the only sound
we did an awful job and now they say it's nobody's fault

old St. Andres seven years ago
shove it up their richter scale
redlines stop and go
noblemen of courage listen with their ears
spoke but how discouraging when no one really hears
one of these days you'll be sorry
too many houses on the stilt
three million years or just a story
four on the floor up to the hilt

man has known and now he's blown it
upside-down and hell's the only sound
we did an awful job and now we're just a little too late

eyes are full of desire
mind is so ill at ease everything is on fire
shit piled up in debris california showtime five o'clock's the news
everybody's concubine was prone to take a snooze


7-GET THE LEAD OUT:

(Tyler/Perry)

do ya like good boogey
like the real boogey woogie
hear the juke box singin'
get the dance hall swingin'
won't ya grab my shaker
got to meet your maker
get out the lead, get out of bed, get the lead out

(get ready) I'll show you my fist
(get ready) take hold of my wrist
(get ready) we really can't miss
(get ready)

oh, hey good lookin'
what ya got there cookin'
you a young spring chicken
A-make your feet start kickin'

oh, hey good lookin'
what ya got there cookin'
you a young spring chicken
make your feet start kickin'
boot it out, dance without me


8-LICK AND A PROMISE:

(Tyler/Perry)

Johnny come lately on a Saturday night
singin' how-de-do
backstreet boogie in the house of delight
where they steal the show
the money come sour but the ladies are sweet
and it's a love affair 
whole place rockin', people stompin' their feet
when the gang's all there
he gets his lovin' every night for free
he's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe
I sing na na na na na
na na na na na
Johnny liked to gamble with his lady Louise
she was a blackjack deuces are wild
he got to thinkin' 'bout his nose in the breeze
Johnny looked and he smiled
he started thinkin' bout the fortune and fame
and the young girls down at his knees
he dug the money but forgot all the names
so he knew just how to appease
lick and a promise
lick and a promise
lick and a promise
he gave the ladies a lick and a promise
loose change clover in his early early years
had his poor mama pacin' the floors
he grabbed a guitar and a couple of beers
now the crowd keeps screamin' for more


9-HOME TONIGHT:

now it's time to say good night to you
now its time to bid you sweet adieu
baby, drink a cheers to yesterday
and maybe you'll drink those tears away

so baby, don't let go
hold on real tight
'cause i'll be home tonight
tonight

so baby, don't let go
hold on real tight
'cause i'll be home tonight
tonight, tonight

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