Ask me why I came so late
Ask me why I made you wait
Here's a story
that you ought to know
I had a little fight,
I was dancing at a go-go
I'll tell you anything,
baby, except the truth
I'll tell you anything,
baby, except the truth
I've got nothing
but everything to prove
I never smile when I tell a lie
I swear the only one tonight
Ask me if I can be true
Ask me where I'm going to
I say I love you,
but you ought to know
I only love the night
and I always gots to go-go
I'll tell you anything,
baby, except the truth
Eagles Of Death Metal - Heart On Album Lyrics
Eagles Of Death Metal - Heart On Lyrics
Writer: JOSH HOMME, JESSE HUGHES
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Wannabe In LA
I came to L.A. to be rock and roll,
Along the way I had to sell my soul,
I made some good friends that make me say,
I really wannabe in L.A.
I took the time to get to beverly,
Laid some rockettape roll on the 180
Allen and Natasha always make me say,
I really wannabe in L.A.
(I really wannabe in L.A wahahoo)
(I really wannabe in L.A wahahoo)
(I really wannabe in L.A wahahoo)
I take the city in the dead of night,
I'm burning gas until I feel alright,
The sunset honeys always make me say,
I really wannabe in L.A.
I came to L.A. to be rock and roll,
along the way I had to sell my soul,
I made some good friends that make me say,
I really wannabe in L.A.
I really wannabe in L.A.
I really wannabe, really wannabe, really wannabe in L.A.
Along the way I had to sell my soul,
I made some good friends that make me say,
I really wannabe in L.A.
I took the time to get to beverly,
Laid some rockettape roll on the 180
Allen and Natasha always make me say,
I really wannabe in L.A.
(I really wannabe in L.A wahahoo)
(I really wannabe in L.A wahahoo)
(I really wannabe in L.A wahahoo)
I take the city in the dead of night,
I'm burning gas until I feel alright,
The sunset honeys always make me say,
I really wannabe in L.A.
I came to L.A. to be rock and roll,
along the way I had to sell my soul,
I made some good friends that make me say,
I really wannabe in L.A.
I really wannabe in L.A.
I really wannabe, really wannabe, really wannabe in L.A.
Writer: JOSH HOMME, JESSE HUGHES
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
(I Used To Couldnt Dance) Tight Pants
I used to couldn't dance too good
I had to get some moves
I was a-scared of the dance floor
I had the no boogie blues
Now I'm on fire
Show these ladies my can do
And I'll show you, too
It used to be a massacre
I never got a second glance
Now I'm kinda lethal on the dance floor
Check it, tight pants!
Move in and get tighter
Now you show me you can do, too
I don't want to do what I'm supposed to
(Never, never, never)
I just want someone to get close to
(Come a little closer)
There ain't no certain way to move
Now don't you tell me how I'm supposed to dance
There ain't no parking on this dance floor
Now step aside, check it, tight pants!
Be my rider
Let's show them what we can do
I had to get some moves
I was a-scared of the dance floor
I had the no boogie blues
Now I'm on fire
Show these ladies my can do
And I'll show you, too
It used to be a massacre
I never got a second glance
Now I'm kinda lethal on the dance floor
Check it, tight pants!
Move in and get tighter
Now you show me you can do, too
I don't want to do what I'm supposed to
(Never, never, never)
I just want someone to get close to
(Come a little closer)
There ain't no certain way to move
Now don't you tell me how I'm supposed to dance
There ain't no parking on this dance floor
Now step aside, check it, tight pants!
Be my rider
Let's show them what we can do
Writer: JESSIE EVERETT HUGHES, JOSH HOMME
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
High Voltage
It opens right on time
Shes just a Hollywood lie
Yeah we're getting freaky in the shadows of the night
She loves rock n roll yeah the girls high voltage
She'll have you suckin on your finger (that's nasty)
from the prayer to wa-langa
yeah we're gettin sneaky in the shadows of the lime light
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
The girls high voltage
She's right on time
She's always on time
She's always on time
She's always on time
She's always on time
She's like a sweet transistor
You knows I missed her
We're gettin on high
you want it comin from the east side
I wanna be the showpiece of the nasty boy collection
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she's a sweet transistor
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she's like a sweet transistor
You know I kissed her
She's always right on time yeah whoa
She's just a hollywood lie yeah whoa
Yeah we're gettin freaky in the shadows of the lime light
You know I kissed her the girl's high voltage
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she loves it!
Shes just a Hollywood lie
Yeah we're getting freaky in the shadows of the night
She loves rock n roll yeah the girls high voltage
She'll have you suckin on your finger (that's nasty)
from the prayer to wa-langa
yeah we're gettin sneaky in the shadows of the lime light
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
The girls high voltage
She's right on time
She's always on time
She's always on time
She's always on time
She's always on time
She's like a sweet transistor
You knows I missed her
We're gettin on high
you want it comin from the east side
I wanna be the showpiece of the nasty boy collection
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she's a sweet transistor
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she's like a sweet transistor
You know I kissed her
She's always right on time yeah whoa
She's just a hollywood lie yeah whoa
Yeah we're gettin freaky in the shadows of the lime light
You know I kissed her the girl's high voltage
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she loves rock n roll
She's hot but she loves it!
Writer: JOSH HOMME, JESSE HUGHES
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Secret Plans
Really not sure but then want it man
But I don't need it
You say It's gone real fast in you got it right now
But I don't see It
Secret Plans
Midnight missions
Wheels in motion
Hoo Hoo
Secret Plans
Midnight mission
With emotion
Hou Hou
I want, what I want [x4]
Hoo Hoo [x4]
You say it's gone real fast in you got it right now
But I don't see It
Really not sure but then want it man
But I don't need it
Secret Plans
Midnight missions
Wheels in motion
Hoo Hoo
Secret Plans
Midnight mission
With emotion
Hou Hou
I want, what I want [x4]
(What I want!)
But I don't need it
You say It's gone real fast in you got it right now
But I don't see It
Secret Plans
Midnight missions
Wheels in motion
Hoo Hoo
Secret Plans
Midnight mission
With emotion
Hou Hou
I want, what I want [x4]
Hoo Hoo [x4]
You say it's gone real fast in you got it right now
But I don't see It
Really not sure but then want it man
But I don't need it
Secret Plans
Midnight missions
Wheels in motion
Hoo Hoo
Secret Plans
Midnight mission
With emotion
Hou Hou
I want, what I want [x4]
(What I want!)
Writer: JOSH HOMME, JESSE HUGHES
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Now Im A Fool
Palm trees and fun, fabulous sun
Hollywood's always like that
But nothing is free, even words that you can feel
It's just illusion
Suddenly you appeared out of the smoke and haze and I think that you got me
I'm falling for you, I think that you got me
Moment of fun glowed like a sun, I'm telling my friends about you
Not to say I'm the one, but I put down my guns and then you went Hollywood on me
Now I'm a fool
I feel like the whole world knows and I just can't escape it
Figured your cool, I was so sweet on you and it seems like you faked it
Seems so cruel, think I could shake you off , yea I think I'm tough I can take it
I'm tellin' the truth, you put a good hurt on me
Now I'm a fool
I feel like the whole world knows and I just can't escape it
Figured your cool, I was so sweet on you and it seems like you faked it
Seems so cruel, think I could shake you off , yea I think I'm tough I can take it
I'm tellin' the truth, you put a good hurt on me
Hollywood's always like that
But nothing is free, even words that you can feel
It's just illusion
Suddenly you appeared out of the smoke and haze and I think that you got me
I'm falling for you, I think that you got me
Moment of fun glowed like a sun, I'm telling my friends about you
Not to say I'm the one, but I put down my guns and then you went Hollywood on me
Now I'm a fool
I feel like the whole world knows and I just can't escape it
Figured your cool, I was so sweet on you and it seems like you faked it
Seems so cruel, think I could shake you off , yea I think I'm tough I can take it
I'm tellin' the truth, you put a good hurt on me
Now I'm a fool
I feel like the whole world knows and I just can't escape it
Figured your cool, I was so sweet on you and it seems like you faked it
Seems so cruel, think I could shake you off , yea I think I'm tough I can take it
I'm tellin' the truth, you put a good hurt on me
Writer: JOSH HOMME, JESSE HUGHES
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Heart On
Shoot to kill, aim to please
What goods a heart if it ain't on your sleeve
If nobody knows,
If nobody sees
I tell them all that its make believe
Once your hearts broken, that will do
I only want some pieces of you
Once your hearts broken, that will do
I only want some pieces of you
Make believe
Just make believe
Once your hearts broken, that will do
I only want some pieces of you
Once your hearts broken, that will do
I only want some pieces of you
Falling in love is a losing game
Its fun to play, but it ends the same
If nobody knows
If nobody sees
You tell them all that its make believe
Make believe
Just make believe
What goods a heart if it ain't on your sleeve
If nobody knows,
If nobody sees
I tell them all that its make believe
Once your hearts broken, that will do
I only want some pieces of you
Once your hearts broken, that will do
I only want some pieces of you
Make believe
Just make believe
Once your hearts broken, that will do
I only want some pieces of you
Once your hearts broken, that will do
I only want some pieces of you
Falling in love is a losing game
Its fun to play, but it ends the same
If nobody knows
If nobody sees
You tell them all that its make believe
Make believe
Just make believe
Writer: JOSH HOMME, JESSE HUGHES
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Cheap Thrills
Can't afford no
(Cheap thrills)
(Whatcha doin'?)
I'm spendin time
(Whatcha doin'?)
Got my last dime
(Catch a fast babe)
I'm gonna try
(Catch a fast babe)
I'm gonna try
I see red
When my back's against the wall
I see red
Like the ocean when it's standing at the end
Of what your looking for
I see red
And that's all
(Whatcha doin'?)
I'm spending time
(Whatcha doin'?)
Got my last dime
(Catch a fast babe)
I'm on the sly
(Catch a fast babe)
I'm gonna try
Can't afford no
(Cheap thrills)
(Cheap thrills)
(Whatcha doin'?)
I'm spendin time
(Whatcha doin'?)
Got my last dime
(Catch a fast babe)
I'm gonna try
(Catch a fast babe)
I'm gonna try
I see red
When my back's against the wall
I see red
Like the ocean when it's standing at the end
Of what your looking for
I see red
And that's all
(Whatcha doin'?)
I'm spending time
(Whatcha doin'?)
Got my last dime
(Catch a fast babe)
I'm on the sly
(Catch a fast babe)
I'm gonna try
Can't afford no
(Cheap thrills)
Writer: JOSH HOMME, JESSE HUGHES
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
How Can a Man with So Many Friends Feel So All Alone
Sometimes I feel all alone
I know it's such a strange feeling
Cause I used to have so many friends
The few I have left, I hold them close to my heart
Cause tomorrow I might be all alone
I might be all alone, oh, I might be all alone, oh
I might be all alone, oh, I might be all alone
There are choices to make
But I feel scared and I'm sad
Cause I'm feeling there ain't no trust at all
Woke up, had it all, then come nightfall
I've got nothing left but heart shaken down
Left with nothing at all, oh, left with nothing at all, ooh
I've got nothing at all, oh, I've got nothing at all
Please, be there, I'm alone, ooh, please, be there, I'm alone, oh
Please, be there, I'm alone, please, be there, I'm alone
Please, be there I'm alone
I know it's such a strange feeling
Cause I used to have so many friends
The few I have left, I hold them close to my heart
Cause tomorrow I might be all alone
I might be all alone, oh, I might be all alone, oh
I might be all alone, oh, I might be all alone
There are choices to make
But I feel scared and I'm sad
Cause I'm feeling there ain't no trust at all
Woke up, had it all, then come nightfall
I've got nothing left but heart shaken down
Left with nothing at all, oh, left with nothing at all, ooh
I've got nothing at all, oh, I've got nothing at all
Please, be there, I'm alone, ooh, please, be there, I'm alone, oh
Please, be there, I'm alone, please, be there, I'm alone
Please, be there I'm alone
Writer: Jessie Everett Hughes, Joshua Michael Homme
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Solo Flights
I don't need a reason, baby
I don't have to worry
I keep a tight grip on myself
I ain't in no kind of hurry
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
So tired of fooling around
In just a one way conversation
What the stitch is, I scratch what itches
Bravo, self-gratification
Nobody does me like I do
I'm just a one man operation
Beg me to show you the ropes
Well, come get your edumacation
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get to love me
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it
you don't get it
No one gets to love me!
You don't get it, no
'Cause I'll get it on
No one gonna hold my hand
It's got a full-time occupation
I close my eyes and picture you
And cut out all the aggravation
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it
You won't get it
No one gets to love me!
You don't get it, no
'Cause I'll get home
I don't have to worry
I keep a tight grip on myself
I ain't in no kind of hurry
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
So tired of fooling around
In just a one way conversation
What the stitch is, I scratch what itches
Bravo, self-gratification
Nobody does me like I do
I'm just a one man operation
Beg me to show you the ropes
Well, come get your edumacation
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get to love me
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it
you don't get it
No one gets to love me!
You don't get it, no
'Cause I'll get it on
No one gonna hold my hand
It's got a full-time occupation
I close my eyes and picture you
And cut out all the aggravation
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it, no
You don't get it
You won't get it
No one gets to love me!
You don't get it, no
'Cause I'll get home
Writer: JOSH HOMME, JESSE HUGHES
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Prissy Prancin
We get movin', we can slip off to the dance club
We roll up but it's like no one wants to dance
Ain't got no time, I've got to motor for this d.j
Here's a toast to the boogie, baby bottoms up
Hold my breathe, and waitin'
I'm Pete Thompson and I want chu prissy prancin'
Want you wigglin' and jigglin' your ass for me
Oh, I'm Pete Thompson and I want chu prissy prancin'
Want you wigglin' you're jigglin' your ass for me
We start slidin' and we shake it to the left side
Do a dip, dip n' then we shake it right back
Bump it up rough, we do a dance called prissy prancin'
When you wiggle n' you jiggle'
Everybody's up, now you really dancin'
Oh, I'm Pete Thompson and I want chu prissy prancin'
Want you wigglin' you're jigglin' your ass for me
[X3]
Oh, I'm Pete Thompson and I want chu prissy prancin'
Want you wigglin' you're jigglin' your ass for me
[X6]
We roll up but it's like no one wants to dance
Ain't got no time, I've got to motor for this d.j
Here's a toast to the boogie, baby bottoms up
Hold my breathe, and waitin'
I'm Pete Thompson and I want chu prissy prancin'
Want you wigglin' and jigglin' your ass for me
Oh, I'm Pete Thompson and I want chu prissy prancin'
Want you wigglin' you're jigglin' your ass for me
We start slidin' and we shake it to the left side
Do a dip, dip n' then we shake it right back
Bump it up rough, we do a dance called prissy prancin'
When you wiggle n' you jiggle'
Everybody's up, now you really dancin'
Oh, I'm Pete Thompson and I want chu prissy prancin'
Want you wigglin' you're jigglin' your ass for me
[X3]
Oh, I'm Pete Thompson and I want chu prissy prancin'
Want you wigglin' you're jigglin' your ass for me
[X6]
Writer: JESSIE EVERETT HUGHES, JOSH HOMME
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Im Your Torpedo
Dogs on the loose, gonna call my name
You let guitar like a monkey, gonna lick your brain
Move it to the left, shake it to the right
Make some room for your daddy cuz we gonna make a living tonight
Scratch like a cat and bark like a bitch
To let me know that you're mine
You're mine
You're mine
Scratch like a cat and bark like a bitch
I don't care what the people say
Let him go, innocent
Off with your head
Off with the light
He takes the man and a light, and I guess it's goodnight
Tell him scratch like a cat and bark like a bitch
Well I guess it's goodnight
Scratch like a cat and bark like a bitch
You let guitar like a monkey, gonna lick your brain
Move it to the left, shake it to the right
Make some room for your daddy cuz we gonna make a living tonight
Scratch like a cat and bark like a bitch
To let me know that you're mine
You're mine
You're mine
Scratch like a cat and bark like a bitch
I don't care what the people say
Let him go, innocent
Off with your head
Off with the light
He takes the man and a light, and I guess it's goodnight
Tell him scratch like a cat and bark like a bitch
Well I guess it's goodnight
Scratch like a cat and bark like a bitch
Writer: JESSIE EVERETT HUGHES, JOSH HOMME
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Heart On is the third studio album from American rock band Eagles of Death Metal, released on October 28, 2008.
When asked about the album, lead singer Jesse Hughes stated: "EODM's latest fabulous weapon, a top-secret music missile, a sonic warhead sexually tipped for her pleasure, shot from the deck of USS EODM Mantastic Fantastic." The album was mastered at Bernie Grundman Mastering by Brian Gardner. On September 12, 2008, Pitchfork Media released new information on Heart On, including the album cover and track list.
The first single was "Wannabe in LA". The video for the song debuted on the band's MySpace and depicts Jesse Hughes appearing on a Pin Art in a similar style to the music video for Nine Inch Nails' "Only". There is an alternative version of the video; dubbed the "standard version", which only features Jesse Hughes. The video was directed by Liam Lynch.
On October 21, the album was made available in its entirety for streaming on MuchMusic website.
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Eagles Of Death MetalWhen asked about the album, lead singer Jesse Hughes stated: "EODM's latest fabulous weapon, a top-secret music missile, a sonic warhead sexually tipped for her pleasure, shot from the deck of USS EODM Mantastic Fantastic." The album was mastered at Bernie Grundman Mastering by Brian Gardner. On September 12, 2008, Pitchfork Media released new information on Heart On, including the album cover and track list.
The first single was "Wannabe in LA". The video for the song debuted on the band's MySpace and depicts Jesse Hughes appearing on a Pin Art in a similar style to the music video for Nine Inch Nails' "Only". There is an alternative version of the video; dubbed the "standard version", which only features Jesse Hughes. The video was directed by Liam Lynch.
On October 21, the album was made available in its entirety for streaming on MuchMusic website.
Genre(s): Garage rock
Producer(s): Josh Homme
Length: 40:54
Released: October 28th, 2008
Year: 2008