Dirty Ass Rock 'n' Roll Songtext
von John Cale
Dirty Ass Rock 'n' Roll Songtext
Well, it′s too damn early and your eyes are bleeding
From the vicious bottle the night before
And the last thing you need is a nicety-nice
And small talk crawls out your ears
Maybe it makes you feel just like an undercover Sigmund Freud
I hear it makes you feel just like an undercover Sigmund Freud
Hey there, hey now, hey there, hey now
Well, you can make a pacemaker blink, yeah, easy thing
Make a man's heart go bippity-bop bippity-bop bippity-bop
Like a gentle blue pill to inject the chill
And no one knew that it ever meant
So go on, go on, go on, darling, go on
Yeah, go on, go on, darling, go on, go on, yeah
Yeah, the secretaries and typewriters chattering away
Chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter, chatter away
It ought to make you sick when you hear a woman cry
When she don′t get just whatever she wants
Oh, but not my woman, she just keeps on keeping on
That's my woman, my woman
That moving on shuffle side to side
That sure can turn me on
That dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Yeah, dirty ass rock ′n' roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
And the beach is a thing and the bees don′t sting
Like complaining from a downtown whore
I got my plasma patches and my hypodermic
In hermetically sealed kid gloves
Oh, tell me, tell me, tell me how you like it
Oh, tell me, tell me, tell me how you like it
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n′ roll)
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Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n' roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n' roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
(Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
From the vicious bottle the night before
And the last thing you need is a nicety-nice
And small talk crawls out your ears
Maybe it makes you feel just like an undercover Sigmund Freud
I hear it makes you feel just like an undercover Sigmund Freud
Hey there, hey now, hey there, hey now
Well, you can make a pacemaker blink, yeah, easy thing
Make a man's heart go bippity-bop bippity-bop bippity-bop
Like a gentle blue pill to inject the chill
And no one knew that it ever meant
So go on, go on, go on, darling, go on
Yeah, go on, go on, darling, go on, go on, yeah
Yeah, the secretaries and typewriters chattering away
Chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter, chatter away
It ought to make you sick when you hear a woman cry
When she don′t get just whatever she wants
Oh, but not my woman, she just keeps on keeping on
That's my woman, my woman
That moving on shuffle side to side
That sure can turn me on
That dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Yeah, dirty ass rock ′n' roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock ′n' roll)
Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
And the beach is a thing and the bees don′t sting
Like complaining from a downtown whore
I got my plasma patches and my hypodermic
In hermetically sealed kid gloves
Oh, tell me, tell me, tell me how you like it
Oh, tell me, tell me, tell me how you like it
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n′ roll)
Yeah, irty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n' roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n' roll (dirty ass rock ′n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n' roll)
Dirty ass rock ′n′ roll (dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
(Dirty ass rock 'n′ roll)
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