Powerage 
ROCK'N'ROLL DAMNATION
(Young, Young, Scott)

They say that you play too loud
Well baby that's tough
They say that you got too much
Can't get enough
They tell you that you look a fool
And baby I'm a fool for you
They say that your mind's diseased
Shake your stuff

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And it's a rock 'n' roll damnation
Ma's own whippin' boy
Rock 'n' roll damnation
Take a chance while you still got the choice

You say that you want respect
Honey for what?
For everything that you've done for me
Thanks a lot
Get up off your bended knees
You could set your mind at ease
My temperature's running hot
I've been waiting all night for a bite of what you got

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Damnation, they're puttin' you down
Damnation, all over town
Damnation, cause you're way outta reach
Livin' on the streets you gotta practice what you preach

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Damnation, left a happy home
Damnation, to live on your own
Damnation, you want to live in sin
Damnation, it's a rock 'n' roll -
Damnation, just a bundle of joy
Damnation, you're a toy for a boy
Damnation, you got dollars in your eye
Damnation, chasin' that pie in the sky
Damnation, rock 'n' roll -
Damnation




DOWN PAYMENT BLUES
(Young, Young, and Scott)

I know that it's evil
I know that it's got to be
I know I ain't doing much
Doing nothing means a lot to me
Living on a shoe string
A fifty cent millionaire
Open to charity
Rock 'n' roller welfare

Sitting in my Cadillac
Listening to my radio
Suzy baby get on in
Tell me where she want to go
I'm living in a nightmare
She's looking like a wet dream
I got myself a Cadillac
But I can't afford the gasoline

CHORUS:
I've got holes in my shoes
And I'm way overdue
Down payment blues

Get myself a steady job
Some responsibility
Can't even feed my cat
On social security
Hiding from the rent man
Oh it makes me want to cry
Sheriff knocking on my door
Ain't it funny how the time flies

Sitting on my sailing boat
Sipping off my champaign
Suzy baby all at sea
Say she want to come again
Feeling like a paper cup
Blowing down a storm drain
Got myself a sailing boat
But I can't afford (a cabaret?) (to gather way?)

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GIMME A BULLET
(Young, Young, Scott)

She had the way
Had the way
The way of letting me know
She knew the game
Called the play
Oh she hit me low
She said, "Now you go your way
I'll go mine
And that's a start"
Doctor, doctor
Ain't no cure
For the pain in my heart

CHORUS:
Gimme a bullet to bite on
Something to chew
Gimme a bullet to bite on
And I'll make believe
I'll make believe it's you

Don't need no drink
Don't need no drug
Don't need no sympathy
Sooner or later
Send me a bill
For what she's doing to me
Operator
Long distance lips
On the telephone
Come tomorrow
Come to grips
With me all alone

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Bullet to bite on




RIFF RAFF
(Young, Young, and Scott)

See it on the television every day
Hear it on the radio
It ain't humid but it sure is hot
Down in Mexico
The boy is trying to tell me
Near enough to the edge   (beginning of the end)
Say they've all been there
Too late my friend

CHORUS:
Riff raff
Always good for a laugh (ha ha ha)
Riff raff
Go on, laugh yourself in half

(Smile awhile)

Now I'm the kind of guy who keeps his big mouth shut
Don't bother me
Somebody give me one arm up
Leave me in misery
I've never shot nobody
Don't even carry a gun
I ain't done nothing wrong
I'm just having fun

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SIN CITY
(Young, Young, Scott)

Diamonds and dust
(home at last) Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis, caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But I'm going to set it free

CHORUS:
I'm going in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city

(I'm gonna rule you baby)

Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief

Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready, look out I'm coming in
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaign on ice

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WHAT'S NEXT TO THE MOON
(Young, Young,Scott)

Well I tied my baby to the railroad track
Cannonball down the line
Giving that woman just a one more chance
To give it to me one more time
Engineer wishing he was home in bed
Dreaming about Casey Jones
Wide-eyed woman heading a mile ahead
Thinking about broken bones

CHORUS:
It's her love that I want
It's her love that I need
It's her love got to have
It's her love

Heavenly body flying across the sky
Superman was out of town
Come on honey, gotta change your tune
Cause it's a long way down
Clark Kent looking for a free ride
Thinking about Louise Lane
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's - a suicide
And that'd be a shame

CHORUS

But what's next to the moon?

Long Arm looking for a fingerprint
Trying to find the mystery clue
Hitting me with the third degree
Working on a thumb screw
Alright, officer, I confess
Everything's coming back
I didn't mean to hurt that woman of mine
It was a heart attack

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What's next to the moon?




GONE SHOOTIN'
(Young, Young, Scott)

Feel the pressure rise
Hear the whistle blow
Found a ticket of a roller chord
That I don't know
Packed your heart in a travelling bag
And never said bye bye
Something missing in the neighbourhood
All the crying eyes
I stirred my coffee with the same spoon
Do a favourite tune

Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'

Wrap yourself around
Like a second skin
Backed a favourite nag
But she could never win
I took your number in another town
She took another pill
She was running in an overdrive
Up until my overkill
She never made it past the bedroom door
What was she aiming for?

Gone shootin'
She's gone, gone gone gone

Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'
I'm gonna have to get a gun
Look out, look out
She could have anyone
She sure is loaded

I used to love her so




UP TO MY NECK IN YOU
(Young, Young, Scott)

Well I've been up to my neck in trouble
Up to my neck in strife
Up to my neck in misery
For most of my life
I've been a fool
And you know what a fool can do
I'm telling you
You came along when I needed you
Now I'm up, I'm up to my neck in you

And I've been up to my neck in pleasure
Up to my neck in pain
I've been up to my neck on the railroad track
Waitin' for the train
To cruise on through
Well baby my time is due
Oh it's way overdue
You came along and you pulled me through
Now I'm up, up to my neck in you

Well I've been up to my neck in whiskey
I've been up to my neck in wine
I've been up to my neck in wishing
That this neck wasn't mine
I was a loser
You weren't lost
Baby you were too good, too good to be true
What you've got no one else could do
Now I'm up, I'm up to my neck in you

Yeah you came along when I needed you
Oh I'm up to my neck in you




KICKED IN THE TEETH
(Young, Young, Scott)

Two faced woman with the two faced lies
I hope your two faced living made you satisfied
Tell me baby I was your only one
While you've been running around town with every mother's son

Told your story about the women like you
Told your story about the things you do
I used to think that you were sugar and spice
I should've listened to my mother's advice

CHORUS:
Kicked in the teeth again
Sometimes you lose, sometimes you win
Kicked in the teeth again
Ain't this misery ever gonna end?
And I've been kicked in the teeth
Kicked in the teeth again

Two faced woman, such a crying shame
Don't know nothing, you're all the same
You run around, hope you had your fun
You never know who's gonna win till the race been run

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