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1971 we all heard the starters gun
New York is such a pity
But at Maxs Kansas City we won

We all shot the shit at the bar
With Johnny O Toole and his scar
And then old Clive Davis said
Hes surely gonna make us a star
Im gonna make you a star
Just the way you are


But with all his style
I could see in his eyes
That we is goin on trial
Ant it was no surprize


The boys kept kickin ass
As usual time would tell
But some bitch in the choir
Throw water on the fires of hell
She loved to show and tell
Lord she loved to tell


But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we is still on trial
And it was no surprize
No surprize
No surprize
No surprize


Midnight lady
Situation fetal
Vaccinate your ass with your phonograph needle


I say looky here
Friend of mine
You scratch like you need calamine
Flamingo boots soles a creakin
Still in love and Puerto Rican too


Ridin on wheels of hell
Smokin our axle grease
Oh the backstage is rockin
And were coppin from the local police
Thats right the local police
Or the juctice of peace


But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we is still on trial
Baby its no surprize
No surprize
No surprize
No surprize


Rock n roll junkie whore
Got my foot inside the door
Knock knock knock knock knock
Nobodys keepin score


Bad times go away
Come again some other day
Topaz and sazzafraz
Will keep the blues away


Candy store rock n roll
Corporation jellyroll
Play the singles it aint me
Its programmed insanity


You ASCAP if BMI
Could ever make a mountain fly
If Japanese can boil teas
Then where the fucks my royalties... aar
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