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HEATSEEKER
(Young, Young, Johnson)

Getting ready to rock
Getting ready to roll
Gonna turn up the heat
Gonna fire up the coal
I gotta keep that motor turning
I gotta keep that engine clean
I gotta keep those tires burning
I've got the best you've ever seen

And I'm a heatseeker charging up the sky
And I'm a heatseeker, I don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down
Don't hose me down

Getting ready to break
Getting ready to go
Get your shoes off and shake
Get your head down and blow
You gotta keep that woman firing
You gotta keep that serpent clean
You gotta make her sound the siren
You gotta hear that lady scream

Cause I'm a heatseeker burning up the town
And I'm a heatseeker, I don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down
Don't hose me down

I wanna see you get up
And see the whites of your eyes
And I'm a heatseeker
I'm gonna measure you up
Gonna try you for size
And I'm a heatseeker
Gotta keep that motor turning
You gotta keep that engine clean
You gotta keep those tires burning
I've got the best you've ever seen

And I'm a heatseeker, and I don't need no life preserver
I don't need no one to hose me down
Heatseeker
And I'm a heatseeker
Heatseeker

Out on the street feel the heat




THAT'S THE WAY I WANNA ROCK N ROLL
(Young, Young, Johnson)

Party gonna happen at the union hall
Shaking to the rhythm till everybody fall
Making on my woman in my Chevrolet
Glory hallelujah gonna rock the night away

I'm gonna roll roll roll
I'm gonna roll roll roll
I'm gonna take this town, turn it around
I'm gonna roll roll roll

Now there's a blue suede bopping on a high heeled shoe
Balling round together like a wrecking crew
Oh be bopper lubba baby what I say
You gotta get a dose of rock and roll on each and every day

We're gonna roll roll roll
We're gonna roll roll roll
We're gonna take this town, turn it around
We're gonna roll roll roll

I'm gonna blow up my video
Shut down my radio
Told boss man where to go
Turned off my brain control
That's the way I want my rock and roll
That's the way I want my rock and roll

That's the way




MEANSTREAK
(Young, Young, Johnson)

I've been to the left, I've been to the right
I've found myself in Abudhabi, just a mirage in the night
Been to the high, I've been to the low
And I've been to lots of places that I didn't wanna go
But I ain't see nothing to get me off my ass
And laughed at all the jokers wanting make me walk on glass
I could walk 'fore I could crawl
And I was meaner than a bad dog with his back against the wall

Animal, animal
Cannibal, cannibal
See 'em fall, see 'em fall
I'm the guy that they call -

Meanstreak, I gotta meanstreak
Meanstreak, they call me meanstreak

I just don't know who I wanna be
The count of Monte Cristo or the sheik of Arabia
I've eaten rich, and I've eaten free
I'm the perfect culture vulture in the face of poverty
And I ain't met no one who told me I got class
They say never feed the animal, the boys got too much flash
I'm a guy they just can't teach
And I always kick the castle that's been built up on the beach

Animal, animal
Cannibal, cannibal
See 'em fall, see 'em fall
I'm the guy that they call -

What's your name?

Meanstreak




GO ZONE
(Young, Young, Johnson)

Once I need relaxation
Need to get some r 'n' r
(That's rest and recreation)
Don't need no vacation
I don't have to go that far
(I've got better things to do with my money)
Don't need no private eye
Forget the FBI
'Cause when the beaver sings
Look out I'm closing in

CHORUS:
In the go zone, ready to fly
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
In the go zone, ready to rock
Down down down in the go zone

Got to have my candy
Got to have my sugar sweet
(I wanna give you a treat)
Giving you directions
You don't have to use your feet
(We're on the same street baby)
You've got to travel south
South of my hungry mouth
And there you'll find a friend
Until the bitter end

CHORUS

What are you gonna find down there?
There ain't no red light district

Get yourself a ticket to the -

CHORUS

In the go zone, leave me to die
In the go zone, standing up high
In the go zone, down on the block
Go zone, ready to rock
Down down down in the go zone




KISSIN DYNAMITE
(Young, Young, Johnson)

Here she come, here she come
Eating up the thrill
Sugar cane, sugar cane
Dressin' up to kill
Like a fireball in the shadow
Like a storm that's gonna show
Like an overwhelmed volcano
Getting set to blow, set to blow
She got a nasty reputation
She got a healthy apetite
When she needs some detonation
She sets the fuse alight, the fuse alight

Feel like kissin' dynamite

Let it rain, let it rain
Let me feel it pour
Let it slide, let it slide
Let me feel the core
Like the thunder in the mountains
Like the lightning in the sky
Like the eye of a tornado
She watch it all go by, all go by
Then she kills for recreation
And she plays her games at night
She want to work on her vocation
She set the world alight, set world alight

Feel like kissin' dynamite

Dynamite, here it come
Dynamite, gonna blow
Dynamite, just wanna warn you
Dynamite, the volcano
Dynamite, she got no imagination or (??????)
Dynamite, that's the way you want, that's the way he'll go
Dynamite

Feel like kissin' dynamite




NICK OF TIME
(Young, Young, Johnson)

Wrong track, wrong line
First train to run on time
Bad blood, bad news
Long rope, got nothing to lose
Mad bull seeing red
Coming at me, happy when I'm dead
Jump a fence, get away
Ain't got a liking for the games he plays
What you gonna do?

Everybody trying to find you guilty
Make you wanna tow the line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
I was saved in the nick of time

Slow plane, hard rain
Cold sweat and I feel the strain
Look down, no ground
Black sky, just the engine sound
Bail out, goodbye
Take my chances, I don't wanna die
Count ten, just pray
The nick of time can save me any day
What you gonna do?

Everybody love a hero, honey
Living on a danger line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
I was saved in the nick of time

Lose sleep, get grief
Some day get no relief
Quick punch, closed eye
You didn't knew it and you wonder why
Lynch mob on your tail
Think they were searching for the holy grail
Leave town, get away
I didn't figure on them anyway
No I didn't today

Everybody trying to find you guilty
Make you wanna tow the line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
I was saved in the nick of time




SOME SIN FOR NUTHIN'
(Young, Young, Johnston)

Heroes, hard to find
Don't make the news till they do time
Schemers turn the screw
They get the word and they drop on you
Lay down the law black of the night
Run up a score, the vice is right
Dealers looking round, wheel is turning round
Coming round on you

CHORUS:
Some sin for gold
Some sin for shame
Some sin for cash
Some sin for gain
Some sin for wine
Some sin for pain
But I ain't gonna be the fool
Who's gonna have to sin for nothing

(Now work that out)

Nero, evil mind
He was born way before his time
Lead 'em down below
You got it right and away you go
You gotta lay down the rules, push up the price
Turn on the heat, put you on ice
Dealers looking round, wheel is turning round
Coming round for you

CHORUS

(Give it to me)

Ain't gonna sin for nothing
Don't get nothing for nothing
Ain't gonna sin for nothing
That don't make no sense




RUFF STUFF
(Young, Young, Johnson)

I like 'em big and I like 'em small
And if I had to take the oath I would take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
(It's what I want)

She's a saint, she's a sinner
She's a rave, rave, rave
She's a woman, she's a winner
In every way, way, way
She don't want love
Nor cabaret that's out
She like to play around
That suits me fine
I like it better when she read my mind
You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game

CHORUS:
Just give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
You don't want ruff stuff?
Don't want your face around here

Make you shake, make you shiver
Make you pray, pray, pray
Gonna make you quake, make you quiver
And turn you grey, grey, grey
I don't need brakes
They slow me down too much
They keep me out of touch
They lock me in
I like it better when I pull the pin
You know, don't want a woman with a ball and chain
Don't want to play that game

CHORUS

I like them big and I like them small
And if they asked me to take the oath, I would have to take them all
Give me that ruff stuff

Don't want your face round here
I don't want your face round my backyard any more




TWO'S UP
(Young, Young, Johnson)

(Three is company)

Last stand
Down to my last dime
Haven't got the sense to leave
The dealers cutting fine
Last draw
Back against the wall
Depending where the money is
Is where I'm gonna fall
Ace high
Hide your poker eyes
I didn't want to laugh too much
When I picked up the prize
Lady Luck
Standing at my side
I'll leave with more than I brought in
And I get her in my life
Get her in my life

CHORUS:
I go, you go, she go, we go
Two's up, it's a two's up
Give me head, give me tails
Give me doubled up and coming doubled over on the rails
Give me two's up, it's what I want

High up
When you're looking down
Then you see two animals
Just fooling you around
Stray dogs
Gonna take them in
I don't know what your names are
But you're gonna break them in
All day
It's difficult to say
Who is doing what to whom
Who's out of the play
I love
The way you slide and slip
Love the way you girls work out
And make the partnership
Make that partnership

CHORUS

(Gotta give me double or quits)

Two's up, two's up
Like your partnership
Like the way you slip
There ain't nothing like a two's up
That's the way it is, two's up
It's what I want to hear
Give me head, give me tails
Give me doubled up and coming over on the rails




THIS MEANS WAR
(Young, Young, Johnson)

(You get your head down, will you)
I
I want you
I want you to
I want you to march

Eyes go right, shoulder arms
Left wheel turn, show your charms
Change your clothes, cut your hair
Ain't no joke, ain't no place for kids
When the flags are high, hear the battle cry
Treaty gone, see the bandits fly
Dig the trench, watch that blast
Shell shock come, coming fast

Name and rank on parade
Might get laid by a hand grenade
Do you know what it means?
This - means - war

This means war, this means war
I said this means war, this means war
This means war

(Run for cover, hit the deck, call for your mother)

I need you to fire

Cock your gun, wet your sights
Get the bull dead to rights
Volunteers, one pace back
On the beach ain't no place for kids
When the flack is high on a bomber run
You don't talk back to an ack-ack gun
Fire range, and you're in the blitz
Keep your head or you're blown to bits

Name and rank on parade
Might get laid by a hand grenade
Do you know what it means?
This - means - war

Who's going there, is it a friend or foe?
Propaganda time on the radio
Top brass shout as they clown around
Peace talks die in Geneva town

Do you know what it means?
This - means - war

This means war, this means war
I said this means war, this means war
This means war
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