Institution (brewer/s. conte)
i’m too young to be restrained
i wanna run baby but my feets are chained
she
got me a new straightjacket
it
don’t suit me too well
i can’t take another night of madness
bouncing
off the walls in this padded cell
a
one night affair never hurt nobody’s mental health
but
everything changes once you commit yourself
institution of love
she
got me locked away
institution of love baby
you
gotta be insane
i used to beg to be tied down
now
i’m slippin through the
knots
trying
to do a little mess around
and
all the nurses look funky
tight
white hoes
i’m just a sick love junky trying to get a little peace
mama
i can’t get no piece at home
since
i met you baby i can’t
touch another soul
she
try to keep me in a headlock wedlock stranglehold
institution of love
she
got me locked away
institution of love baby
you
gotta be insane
institution of love
i’m locked away
institution of love
she
got my balls in chains
institution of love
she
got me gagged and bound
she
got me all tied down
she
got her bitches out snitching on me
all
over town
i’m just a basket case
she
put me in my place
cut
to the ch ch ch chase...
Rocks In
Your Head (conte/brewer/conte)
girl
i love your kissin love
your huggin
love
your body to the bone
but
baby when we’re talkin the lights are on
but
there’s nobody home
i don’t care how much you have to say
i just like to see you in that negligee
that’s
the kind of conversation
we
can have all night long
sittin on your sofa watchin
wheel
of fortune every afternoon
soon
as i come over
i drag your pretty mess up to your room
then
i try to get into your mind
even
though i know
you
ain’t no einstein
i don’t care cuz baby i’m in love
with
the rocks in your head
that’s
what i said
you
ain’t lost
just
a little misled
rocks
in your head
that’s
what i said
you
ain’t lost
just
a little misled
everybody’s talking bout your
lack
of culture, girl
it’s
so absurd
ya never play no scrabble
ya just can’t seem to think
of
any words
everyday
you find a new career
wonder
what goes on between
those
ears sometimes
yes
it’s true
you
keep me so amused
with
the rocks in your head
that’s
what i said
you
ain’t lost
just
a little misled
rocks
in your head
that’s
what i said
you
ain’t lost
just
a little misled
Dance Yourself
Stupid (brewer/conte)
you’re
outta breath
ya look like death
gotta load of shit baby
better
get it off your chest uh-huh
dance
y’self stupid
dance
y’self stupid
world
news
givin you some wicked blues
if
ya snooze ya lose
put
on your funky shoes
dance
y’self stupid
dance
y’self stupid
you’re
a working stiff
on
the graveyard shift
aint no escape baby
long
as you believe the myth uh-huh
dance
y’self stupid
dance
y’self stupid
now
there aint no one
gonna make you run
yeah
there aint no one
gonna make you run
you
were on the skids
bout
to blow your lid
made
a couple quid
bought
a house ‘n’ kids
look
what ya gone ‘n’ did
dance
y’self stupid
dance
y’self stupid
too
much rope
leaves
ya little hope
wanna thank the pope
for
the dope
but
ya still can’t cope
dance
y’self stupid
dance
y’self stupid yeah
cause
there aint no one
gonna make you run
now
there aint no one
gonna make you run
no
there aint no one
gonna make you run.
Damned (brewer/s.conte)
Damned! Damned if I’ll take it again
damned!
Damned if I’m gonna give in
feedin me all this garbage
tellin me it’s my scene
damned!
Damned if I’ll do it
damned
if I’ll take it again.
Fame- that’s what ya do it for
so
vain- dress ya like a cheesy whore
keepin the poor kids down boys
makin the flthy rich
fame-
that’s why ya do it
fame
honey ain’t it a bitch
four
long sets at the stardust lounge
two
punk kids put my music down
laughin spittin gettin
in my face
now
there’s barstools flying all over the place
fillin me up with poison
coughin it up all night
damned!
Damned if I’ll do it
damned
if I think it’s all right
damned!
ain’t gonna
suck me in
damned
if ya’ll jam it down my throat again
treatin me like some new kid
willin to sell my soul
damned!
damned if I’ll take it again
damned
if I’m gonna give in
damned
if I’ll do it
damned
if I’ll take anymore!
The Ballad
of Sailor Jack and Georgie (brewer/s. conte)
sailor
jack ‘n’ georgie
sleepin in the church
semi-outta work but tonight
they’ll
get by
all
the way from
georgie thumbed a ride
woke
up from a dream to these lights
sailor
plays the subways
songs
about the sea
sailin on the high seas of rum
cause
there aint no place in paradise
for
the rogues of the urban wars
and
we all live and die by the sword
caught
up in a street brawl
georgie stops a knife
saves
his scrawny friend from a fall
it
was a good thing
never
one for praises
he
just shrugs it off
“we could die tomorrow,” he scoffs
times
they talk of leavin
dream
of goin home
but
only when the bottle runs dry
when
there aint no justice anywhere
then
there aint no just rewards
and
we all live and die by the sword
there’s
a shelter down on seventeenth
with
a free meal in the yard
there’s
a park bench out in union square
when
the sidewalk gets too hard
and
the reverend is so gracious
as
he smiles and offers work
to
this pair of ragged refugees
sleepin in the church.
Skin to Skin (s.conte/d.grahame/k.brewer)
i didn’t wanna get next to you
wasn’t
sure i still knew how
lookin lethal as you lit your cigarette
sweat
drippin off of my brow
when
we touch gonna stick so fast
never
pry us apart
oh
yeah
skin
tight
fit
me like a glove
skin
tight
i think it might be love
skin
tight
baby
where you been
all
i ever wanna be is skin
to skin
i can see right through the trip you’re on
you
got the devil in your eye
i’d give my soul to be with you in the flesh
cuz we’ve done it all in my mind
bang
it out on the loudest drum
stretched across my heart
oh
yeah
skin
tight
fit
me like a glove
skin
tight
i think it might be love
skin
tight
baby
where you been
all
i ever wanna be is skin
to skin
i can take you higher
i can blow your mind
wanna wrap you up in roses
wanna pluck ya from the vine
bang
it out on the loudest drum
come
along when i come undone
i think you know where i’m coming
from
tonight
skin
tight
fit
me like a glove
skin
tight
i think it might be love
skin
tight
baby
where you been
all
i ever wanna be is skin
to skin
Same Way
Out (That You Came In) (conte/brewer/conte)
look
what the wind blew in
while
i was mending things
and
if we waste some time
girl
you know i don’t mind
i can’t give more than i have
i’ve tangled and tortured
this
poor heart so long
and
if you should feel that
i’m leading you on
it’s
the same way out
that
you came in
dreams
that i held so high
seemed
to be pushed aside
you
tried to change me
you
cannot change what’s real
no
matter how helpless you feel
just
like the night when you stood at my door
i’ll tell you now what i told you before
-
it’s
the same way out
that
you came in
it’s
the same way out
that
you came in
don’t
make no promises
save
all your roses and wine
baby
the only thing
i’m bound to change is my mind
it’s
the same way out
that
you came in
Rhythm &
Booze (brewer/s. conte)
slinkin round the corner
down
the local cellar with my band of thieves
reelin through the ruckus gonna make them
scream for more
stormy’s got a slugger underneath the bar
mixin up my poison in a mason jar
keeps
another bottle ready for my slide guitar
all
night - tear it up till the joint shuts down
all
night - rhythm ‘n’ booze
rhythm
‘n’ booze
it’s
just a lush life baby
nothin else I’d rather do
pulse
is really pumpin when we hit the stage
crazy
people pushin just to catch a glimpse
jacqiue’s gettin busted cause she’s underage-
what
a drag!
Lips start gettin looser after
caught
me with the waitress in the parkin lot
seems
like my romance is always on the rocks anyway
all
night - I’m like a kid in a candy store
all
night - rhythm ‘n’ booze
rhythm
‘n’ booze
take
another last shot till ya aint
got nothin left to lose
rhythm
‘n’ booze
it’s
just the lush life baby that always seems to pull me through-
roll
outta bed at noontime
hit
the club by ten
plug
it in, juice it up,
do
it all over again, yeah
buddy’s
up and dancin with his trousers down
catfight
in the corner just another show
neighbors goin crazy cause it’s way too loud
police
are knockin,
the
walls are shakin roof is rockin
all
night - tear it up till the joint shuts down
all
night - rhythm ‘n’ booze
rhythm
‘n’ booze
just
a lush life baby
nothin else I’d rather do.