Well I'm runnin' through the world with a gun in my back tryin' to catch a ride in a cadillac
Thought that I was livin' but you can't really tell been tryin' to get away from that success smell
You know I need a houseboat and I need a plane I need a butler and a trip to Spain
I need everything the world owes me I tell that to myself and I agree
I'm caught in a dream so what you don't know what I'm goin' through
I'm right in between so I'll I'll just play along with you
Well I'm runnin' through the world with a gun in my back tryin' to catch a ride in that cadillac
Thought I was livin' but you can't never tell what I thought was heaven turned out to be hell
Whoa whoa when you see me with a smile on my face
Whoa whoa then you'll know I'm a mental case whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
I'm caught in a dream so what I don't know what I'm going through
I'm right in between so I'll I'll just play along with you
Whoa whoa ooh ooh ooh aah aah aah aah oo oo oo oo oo oo
Alice Cooper - Love It to Death Album Lyrics
Alice Cooper - Love It to Death Lyrics
Writer: MICHAEL BRUCE
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I'm Eighteen
Lines form on my face and hands lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want eighteen I just don't know what I want
Eighteen I gotta get away I gotta get out of this place I'll go runnin' in outer space oh yeah
I got a baby's brain and an old man's heart took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt
'cause I'm eighteen I get confused every day eighteen I just don't know what to say eighteen I gotta get away
Whoa lines form on my face and my hands lines form on the left and right
I'm in the middle the middle of life I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I like it yes I like it oh I like it love it like it love it
Eighteen eighteen eighteen eighteen and I like it
I'm in the middle without any plans I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want eighteen I just don't know what I want
Eighteen I gotta get away I gotta get out of this place I'll go runnin' in outer space oh yeah
I got a baby's brain and an old man's heart took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt
'cause I'm eighteen I get confused every day eighteen I just don't know what to say eighteen I gotta get away
Whoa lines form on my face and my hands lines form on the left and right
I'm in the middle the middle of life I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I like it yes I like it oh I like it love it like it love it
Eighteen eighteen eighteen eighteen and I like it
Writer: ALICE COOPER, DENNIS DUNAWAY, GLEN BUXTON, MICHAEL BRUCE, NEAL A SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Long Way To Go
We still got a long way to go we still got a long way to go we all got a long way to go
What's keeping us apart isn't selfishness what's holding us together isn't love
Listen to the man who's been touched all his life yes he's the one they call the fool
Where is that saviour of the sidewalk life and the road that takes us to the crusades
I've seen those shadows as they're moving in my sleep leading the blind poet to his grave
'cause we still got a long way to go we still got a long way to go yes we all got a long way to go
Please don't waste your energy on me my friend 'cause we still got a long way to go
We'll meet again some day but right now just go away 'cause I still got a long way to go
The silence is speaking so why am I weeping I guess I love it I love it to death
Yes we still got a long way to go yes we still got a long way to go yes we all got a long way to go
What's keeping us apart isn't selfishness what's holding us together isn't love
Listen to the man who's been touched all his life yes he's the one they call the fool
Where is that saviour of the sidewalk life and the road that takes us to the crusades
I've seen those shadows as they're moving in my sleep leading the blind poet to his grave
'cause we still got a long way to go we still got a long way to go yes we all got a long way to go
Please don't waste your energy on me my friend 'cause we still got a long way to go
We'll meet again some day but right now just go away 'cause I still got a long way to go
The silence is speaking so why am I weeping I guess I love it I love it to death
Yes we still got a long way to go yes we still got a long way to go yes we all got a long way to go
Writer: MICHAEL BRUCE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Black Juju
Touched by the toil and plunged into his arm cursed thru the night thru eyes of alarm
A melody black flowed out of my breath searching for death but bodies need rest body
Under the soil now waiting for worms all that I feared is all that I've learned
All that I know is all that I think dead feelings are cool down lower I sink ah hah
Bodies need rest we all need our rest sleep an easy sleep rest rest
Bodies need their rest we all need our rest sleep an easy sleep rest rest rest rest
But come back in the morning come back hard wake up wake up wake up wake up
Bodies clutching and biting my soul has caught on fire my evil is now and I'm caught up in desire
Everything I'm living for is all that I am liking it and loving it that's all in the plan black juju
A melody black flowed out of my breath searching for death but bodies need rest body
Under the soil now waiting for worms all that I feared is all that I've learned
All that I know is all that I think dead feelings are cool down lower I sink ah hah
Bodies need rest we all need our rest sleep an easy sleep rest rest
Bodies need their rest we all need our rest sleep an easy sleep rest rest rest rest
But come back in the morning come back hard wake up wake up wake up wake up
Bodies clutching and biting my soul has caught on fire my evil is now and I'm caught up in desire
Everything I'm living for is all that I am liking it and loving it that's all in the plan black juju
Writer: DENNIS DUNAWAY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Is It My Body
What have I got that makes you want to love me is it my body or someone I might be or somethin' inside me
You better tell me tell me it's really up to you have you got the time to find out who I really am oh oh ah
What does it take to get inside of your mind give me a break and take a chance for the very first time
You better tell me tell me it's really up to you have you got the time to find out who I really am
What have I got that makes you want to love me now is it my body or someone I might be or somethin' inside me
You better tell me tell me it's really up to you have you got the time to find out who I really am ah ah ooh
You better tell me tell me it's really up to you have you got the time to find out who I really am oh oh ah
What does it take to get inside of your mind give me a break and take a chance for the very first time
You better tell me tell me it's really up to you have you got the time to find out who I really am
What have I got that makes you want to love me now is it my body or someone I might be or somethin' inside me
You better tell me tell me it's really up to you have you got the time to find out who I really am ah ah ooh
Writer: MICHAEL BRUCE, NEAL SMITH, GLEN BUXTON, DENNIS DUNAWAY, ALICE COOPER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Hallowed Be My Name
Gather round right now and hear me whisper the words of the prison the words of laughter
The lords and the ladies were fixing their hairdos cursing their lovers cursing the bible
Hallowed be my name yelling at fathers screaming at mothers hallowed be my name
Come all you sinners come now in your glory and my ears will listen to your dirty stories
You're fighting to go up 'cause you're on your way down cursing their lovers cursing the bible
Hallowed be my name yelling at fathers screaming at mothers hallowed be my name ahhahahahaha
Sluts and the hookers have taken your money the queens are out dancing but now they're not funny
'cause there goes one walkin' away with your sonny cursing their lovers cursing the bible
Hallowed be my name yelling at fathers screaming at mothers hallowed be my name
The lords and the ladies were fixing their hairdos cursing their lovers cursing the bible
Hallowed be my name yelling at fathers screaming at mothers hallowed be my name
Come all you sinners come now in your glory and my ears will listen to your dirty stories
You're fighting to go up 'cause you're on your way down cursing their lovers cursing the bible
Hallowed be my name yelling at fathers screaming at mothers hallowed be my name ahhahahahaha
Sluts and the hookers have taken your money the queens are out dancing but now they're not funny
'cause there goes one walkin' away with your sonny cursing their lovers cursing the bible
Hallowed be my name yelling at fathers screaming at mothers hallowed be my name
Writer: NEAL SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Second Coming
I couldn't tell if the bells were getting louder the songs they ring I finally recognize
I only know hell is getting hotter the devil's getting smarter all the time
And it would be nice to walk upon the water to talk again to angels on my side
Time is getting closer I read it on a poster fanatical exposers on corners prophecy
It would be nice to walk upon the water to talk again to angels at my side
I just come back to show you all my words are golden so have no gods before me I'm the light
I only know hell is getting hotter the devil's getting smarter all the time
And it would be nice to walk upon the water to talk again to angels on my side
Time is getting closer I read it on a poster fanatical exposers on corners prophecy
It would be nice to walk upon the water to talk again to angels at my side
I just come back to show you all my words are golden so have no gods before me I'm the light
Writer: ALICE COOPER, MICHAEL BRUCE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Ballad Of Dwight Fry
Mommy where's daddy he's been gone for so long do you think he'll ever come home
I was gone for fourteen days I coulda been gone for more
Held up in the intensive care ward lyin' on the floor
I was gone for all those days but I was not all alone
I made friends with a lot of people in the danger zone
See my lonely life unfold I see it every day see my only mind explode since I've gone away
I think I lost some weight there and I I'm sure I need some rest
Sleepin' don't come very easy in a straight white vest
Should like to see that little children she's only four years old old
I'd give her back all of her playthings even even the ones I stole
See my lonely life unfold I see it everyday see my lonely mind explode when I've gone insane
I wanna get outta here I wanna get outta here I I've gotta I've gotta get outta here
I I gotta get out of here I gotta get out of here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here
Ya gotta let me out of here let me outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here
See my lonely life unfold I see it everyday see my only mind explode blow up in my face
I grabbed my hat and I got my coat and I I ran into the street
I saw a man that was choking there I guess he couldn't breathe
Said to myself this is very strange I'm glad it wasn't me
But now I hear those sirens callin' and so I am not free
I didn't wanna be I didn't wanna be I didn't wanna be see my lonely life unfold I didn't wanna be
Leave me alone I didn't wanna be don't touch me see my lonely mind explode when I've gone insane
I was gone for fourteen days I coulda been gone for more
Held up in the intensive care ward lyin' on the floor
I was gone for all those days but I was not all alone
I made friends with a lot of people in the danger zone
See my lonely life unfold I see it every day see my only mind explode since I've gone away
I think I lost some weight there and I I'm sure I need some rest
Sleepin' don't come very easy in a straight white vest
Should like to see that little children she's only four years old old
I'd give her back all of her playthings even even the ones I stole
See my lonely life unfold I see it everyday see my lonely mind explode when I've gone insane
I wanna get outta here I wanna get outta here I I've gotta I've gotta get outta here
I I gotta get out of here I gotta get out of here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here
Ya gotta let me out of here let me outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here
See my lonely life unfold I see it everyday see my only mind explode blow up in my face
I grabbed my hat and I got my coat and I I ran into the street
I saw a man that was choking there I guess he couldn't breathe
Said to myself this is very strange I'm glad it wasn't me
But now I hear those sirens callin' and so I am not free
I didn't wanna be I didn't wanna be I didn't wanna be see my lonely life unfold I didn't wanna be
Leave me alone I didn't wanna be don't touch me see my lonely mind explode when I've gone insane
Writer: MICHAEL BRUCE, ALICE COOPER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Sun Arise
Sun arise come every mornin' sun arise come every mornin'
Sun arise come every mornin' bringin' back the warmth to the ground
Sun arise fillin' up the hollow sun arise fillin' up the hollow
Sun arise fillin' up the hollow bringin' back the warmth to the ground
Sun arise she come every mornin' sun arise each and every day
Sun arise she come every mornin' sun arise every every every every
She drive away the darkness everyday she drive away the darkness everyday
She drive away your darkness everyday bringin' back the warmth to the ground
Sun arise whoa oh oh sun arise whoa oh oh sun arise whoa oh oh every every every every
Sun arise whoa oh oh sun arise whoa oh oh sun arise whoa oh oh every every every every
Sun arise come every mornin' bringin' back the warmth to the ground
Sun arise fillin' up the hollow sun arise fillin' up the hollow
Sun arise fillin' up the hollow bringin' back the warmth to the ground
Sun arise she come every mornin' sun arise each and every day
Sun arise she come every mornin' sun arise every every every every
She drive away the darkness everyday she drive away the darkness everyday
She drive away your darkness everyday bringin' back the warmth to the ground
Sun arise whoa oh oh sun arise whoa oh oh sun arise whoa oh oh every every every every
Sun arise whoa oh oh sun arise whoa oh oh sun arise whoa oh oh every every every every
Writer: HARRY BUTLER, ROLF HARRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Love It to Death is the third studio album by American rock band Alice Cooper, released on March 9, 1971. It was the band's first commercially successful album and the first album that consolidated the band's aggressive hard-rocking sound, instead of the psychedelic and experimental rock style of their first two albums. The album's best-known track, "I'm Eighteen", was released as a single to test the band's commercial viability before the album was recorded.
Formed in the mid-1960s, the band took the name Alice Cooper in 1968 and became known for its outrageous theatrical live shows. The loose, psychedelic freak rock of the first two albums failed to find an audience. The band moved to Detroit in 1970 where they were influenced by the aggressive hard rock scene. A young Bob Ezrin was enlisted as producer; he encouraged the band to tighten its songwriting over two months of rehearsing ten to twelve hours a day. The single "I'm Eighteen" achieved Top 40 success soon after, peaking at No. 21. This convinced Warner Bros. that Alice Cooper had the commercial potential to release an album. After its release in March 1971, Love It to Death reached No. 35 on the Billboard 200 albums chart and has since been certified platinum. The album's second single, "Caught in a Dream", charted at No. 94.
The original album cover featured the singer Cooper posed with his thumb protruding so it appeared to be his penis; Warner Bros. soon replaced it with a censored version. The Love It to Death tour featured an elaborate shock rock live show: during "Ballad of Dwight Fry"—about an inmate in an insane asylum—Cooper would be dragged offstage and return in a straitjacket, and the show climaxed with Cooper's mock execution in a prop electric chair during "Black Juju".
Ezrin and the Coopers continued to work together for a string of hit albums until the band's breakup in 1974. The album has come to be seen as a foundational influence on hard rock, punk, and heavy metal; several tracks have become live Alice Cooper standards and are frequently covered by other bands.
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Alice CooperFormed in the mid-1960s, the band took the name Alice Cooper in 1968 and became known for its outrageous theatrical live shows. The loose, psychedelic freak rock of the first two albums failed to find an audience. The band moved to Detroit in 1970 where they were influenced by the aggressive hard rock scene. A young Bob Ezrin was enlisted as producer; he encouraged the band to tighten its songwriting over two months of rehearsing ten to twelve hours a day. The single "I'm Eighteen" achieved Top 40 success soon after, peaking at No. 21. This convinced Warner Bros. that Alice Cooper had the commercial potential to release an album. After its release in March 1971, Love It to Death reached No. 35 on the Billboard 200 albums chart and has since been certified platinum. The album's second single, "Caught in a Dream", charted at No. 94.
The original album cover featured the singer Cooper posed with his thumb protruding so it appeared to be his penis; Warner Bros. soon replaced it with a censored version. The Love It to Death tour featured an elaborate shock rock live show: during "Ballad of Dwight Fry"—about an inmate in an insane asylum—Cooper would be dragged offstage and return in a straitjacket, and the show climaxed with Cooper's mock execution in a prop electric chair during "Black Juju".
Ezrin and the Coopers continued to work together for a string of hit albums until the band's breakup in 1974. The album has come to be seen as a foundational influence on hard rock, punk, and heavy metal; several tracks have become live Alice Cooper standards and are frequently covered by other bands.
Genre(s): Hard rock, glam rock, shock rock, proto-punk
Producer(s): Jack Richardson, Bob Ezrin
Length: 36:58
Released: March 9th, 1971
Year: 1971