Fireflies and dogfights
Runnin' hot in the heat
Street noise, another bribe
Things too hard to believe-
so head out
My heart's in the country
My feet's in the city with you
All my friends are eatin' sushi
Talkin' bad about you know who who who
My tongue's talkin' riddles
But I just can't seem to find a clue
So I take a swig of whiskey
And jump into the saddle with you you you
And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
Cats in the alley
Rats in my snakeskin boots
All my neighbors think I'm crazy
And my girl thinks I'm losin' my cool cool cool And I just can't seem to break the
shackles of the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
Don't look to Jesus to change your seasons
It's the American dream
Souls of gypsies, road of stone
Can't seem to find no peace so head out
And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
And I just can't seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues,
I got the blues
I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues,
I got the blues
Motley Crue - Theatre of Pain Album Lyrics
Motley Crue - Theatre of Pain Lyrics
Writer: NIKKI SIXX, MICK MARS, VINCE NEIL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Smokin In The Boys Room
Whoo, did you ever seem to have one of those days
When everyone's on your case from your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend?
Well you know, I used to have this, but all the time
But I found a way to get out of it
Lemme tell you bout
Sittin' in the classroom thinkin' it's a drag
Listening to the teacher rap just ain't my bag
By the two-bells ring, you know it's my cue
I'm gonna meet the boys on floor number two
Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Man, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
Checkin' out the halls makin' sure the coast is clear
Lookin' in the stalls, nah, there ain't nobody here
My buddies Sixx, Mick and Tom
To get caught would surely be the death of us all
Smokin' in the boys' room
We're smokin' in the boys' room
Man, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
Hey, can I be excused?
Well, put me to work in the school bookstore
Checkout counter, and I got bored
Teacher was lookin' for me all around
Two hours later you know where I was found
Smokin' in the boys' room
I tell you, I was smokin' in the boys' room
Now, now, now, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school, hey everybody
Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
I tell you, I was smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Hey, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
One more
Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now, teacher, I ain't foolin' around with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
When everyone's on your case from your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend?
Well you know, I used to have this, but all the time
But I found a way to get out of it
Lemme tell you bout
Sittin' in the classroom thinkin' it's a drag
Listening to the teacher rap just ain't my bag
By the two-bells ring, you know it's my cue
I'm gonna meet the boys on floor number two
Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Man, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
Checkin' out the halls makin' sure the coast is clear
Lookin' in the stalls, nah, there ain't nobody here
My buddies Sixx, Mick and Tom
To get caught would surely be the death of us all
Smokin' in the boys' room
We're smokin' in the boys' room
Man, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
Hey, can I be excused?
Well, put me to work in the school bookstore
Checkout counter, and I got bored
Teacher was lookin' for me all around
Two hours later you know where I was found
Smokin' in the boys' room
I tell you, I was smokin' in the boys' room
Now, now, now, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school, hey everybody
Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
I tell you, I was smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Hey, teacher don't you fill me up with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
One more
Smokin' in the boys' room
Smokin' in the boys' room
Now, teacher, I ain't foolin' around with your rules
'Cause everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
Writer: Cub Koda, Michael Lutz
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Louder Than Hell
Some like the violence
Some like submission
Some use aggression
Some use a bullet in the head to be brave
Some like the evil
Some need the power
Some bleed in vain
Some get a bullet in the head instead
Some got the go
Some play the role
Some scream out in horror just for show
Some got no reason
Some got no hope
Some like it loud, some like it loud
We like it loud
We like it louder, louder than hell Some got the honey
Some hold the pistol
Some need no money
Some hang on the string of obscene
Some got the go
Some play the role
Some scream out in horror just for show
Some got no reason
Some got no hope
Some like it loud, some like it loud
We like it loud
We like it louder, louder than hell
Some like submission
Some use aggression
Some use a bullet in the head to be brave
Some like the evil
Some need the power
Some bleed in vain
Some get a bullet in the head instead
Some got the go
Some play the role
Some scream out in horror just for show
Some got no reason
Some got no hope
Some like it loud, some like it loud
We like it loud
We like it louder, louder than hell Some got the honey
Some hold the pistol
Some need no money
Some hang on the string of obscene
Some got the go
Some play the role
Some scream out in horror just for show
Some got no reason
Some got no hope
Some like it loud, some like it loud
We like it loud
We like it louder, louder than hell
Writer: NIKKI SIXX
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Keep Your Eye On The Money
[on re-released disc]
Black jack roulette
Losing high and low
She's cold as ice
Turn a young man old
Comedy and tragedy
Entertainment or death
Like sister morphine
Hooked on her game
Time to place your bets
If it wasn't for bad luck,
I'd have no luck at all
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the dealer's hand
Keep your eve on the money
Keep your eye on the lady's hand Queen of hearts
Or Ace of spades
I'm dancing on the blade
Freak show, goin' broke
The crowd screams on for more
Electric shock won't bring ya back
You've gone over the boards
Can't beat the clock the deck is stacked
The crowd looks on in horror
If it wasn't for bad luck,
I'd have no luck at all
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the dealer's hand
Keep your eve on the money
Keep your eye on the lady's hand
Black jack roulette
Losing high and low
She's cold as ice
Turn a young man old
Comedy and tragedy
Entertainment or death
Like sister morphine
Hooked on her game
Time to place your bets
If it wasn't for bad luck,
I'd have no luck at all
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the dealer's hand
Keep your eve on the money
Keep your eye on the lady's hand Queen of hearts
Or Ace of spades
I'm dancing on the blade
Freak show, goin' broke
The crowd screams on for more
Electric shock won't bring ya back
You've gone over the boards
Can't beat the clock the deck is stacked
The crowd looks on in horror
If it wasn't for bad luck,
I'd have no luck at all
Keep your eye on the money
Keep your eye on the dealer's hand
Keep your eve on the money
Keep your eye on the lady's hand
Writer: NIKKI SIXX
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Home Sweet Home
You know I'm a dreamer
But my heart's of gold
I had to run away high
So I wouldn't come home low
Just when things went right
It doesn't mean they were always wrong
Just take this song and you'll never feel
Left all alone
Take me to your heart
Feel me in your bones
Just one more night
And I'm comin' off this
Long and winding road
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
You know that I've seen
Too many romantic dreams
Up in lights, fallin' off
The silver screen
My heart's like an open book
For the whole world to read
Sometimes nothing keeps me together
At the seams
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Yeah yeah
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home sweet home
But my heart's of gold
I had to run away high
So I wouldn't come home low
Just when things went right
It doesn't mean they were always wrong
Just take this song and you'll never feel
Left all alone
Take me to your heart
Feel me in your bones
Just one more night
And I'm comin' off this
Long and winding road
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
You know that I've seen
Too many romantic dreams
Up in lights, fallin' off
The silver screen
My heart's like an open book
For the whole world to read
Sometimes nothing keeps me together
At the seams
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight tonight
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Yeah yeah
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home sweet home
Writer: Nikki Sixx, Tommy Lee
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Downtown Music Publishing, TOMMYLAND PUBLISHING
Tonight (We Need a Lover)
When it smiles at me
And I saw your eyes
All I ever wanted to be
Was in you arms tonight
You looked too young
To know what looks so nice, yes you did
But when you smiled I had to take the chance
Had to take the chance
Tonight, I'll be with you tonight
Tonight, I'll love you through the night
Tonight
Tonight, I'm in love with you baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, come on, come on
I don't know myself, baby if it's all alright
All I ever wanted to feel, be with me tonight
Looks too young to know what looks so nice
Yes you did
But when you smiled I had to take the chance
Had to take the chance
To be with you tonight
I'll be with you tonight
Tonight, I'll love you through the night
Tonight
Tonight, I'm in love with you baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, be mine tonight
You look so young
To know what looks so nice
But when you smiled I had to take the chance
Had to take the chance
To be with you tonight
I'll be with you tonight
Tonight, I'll love you through the night
Tonight
Tonight, I'm in love with you baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, be mine tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Be mine tonight
Be mine tonight...
And I saw your eyes
All I ever wanted to be
Was in you arms tonight
You looked too young
To know what looks so nice, yes you did
But when you smiled I had to take the chance
Had to take the chance
Tonight, I'll be with you tonight
Tonight, I'll love you through the night
Tonight
Tonight, I'm in love with you baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, come on, come on
I don't know myself, baby if it's all alright
All I ever wanted to feel, be with me tonight
Looks too young to know what looks so nice
Yes you did
But when you smiled I had to take the chance
Had to take the chance
To be with you tonight
I'll be with you tonight
Tonight, I'll love you through the night
Tonight
Tonight, I'm in love with you baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, be mine tonight
You look so young
To know what looks so nice
But when you smiled I had to take the chance
Had to take the chance
To be with you tonight
I'll be with you tonight
Tonight, I'll love you through the night
Tonight
Tonight, I'm in love with you baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, be mine tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Be mine tonight
Be mine tonight...
Writer: ERIC CARMEN
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Use It Or Lose It
Ragtime fast lane another overdose
You know James Dean wasn't playing the role
I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do
When time runs out on you
Use it or lose it
Sweet pain is the name of the game
I said hey hey hey hey hey
You better use it before you lose it
You better use it don't throw it away
JFK, Marilyn Monroe
Street walking gypsy-Margaret Trudeau
I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do
Time's run out on you Use it or lose it
Sweet time is it on my side?
I said hey hey hey hey hey
Better use it before you lose it
You better use it don't throw it away
Sweet pain is the name of the game
I said hey hey hey hey hey
Better use it before you lose it
You better use it don't throw it away, hey
Better use it before you lose it
You better use it don't throw it away
Hey hey hey-don't throw it away
Hey hey hey-don't throw it away
Don't throw it away
You know James Dean wasn't playing the role
I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do
When time runs out on you
Use it or lose it
Sweet pain is the name of the game
I said hey hey hey hey hey
You better use it before you lose it
You better use it don't throw it away
JFK, Marilyn Monroe
Street walking gypsy-Margaret Trudeau
I said hey, you, what-cha gonna do
Time's run out on you Use it or lose it
Sweet time is it on my side?
I said hey hey hey hey hey
Better use it before you lose it
You better use it don't throw it away
Sweet pain is the name of the game
I said hey hey hey hey hey
Better use it before you lose it
You better use it don't throw it away, hey
Better use it before you lose it
You better use it don't throw it away
Hey hey hey-don't throw it away
Hey hey hey-don't throw it away
Don't throw it away
Writer: NIKKI SIXX, MICK MARS, TOMMY LEE, VINCE NEIL
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Downtown Music Publishing
Save Our Souls
Black angels laughing in the city streets
Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth
The moonlight spotlights all the city crime
Got no religion
Laugh while they fight
Save our souls for the heavens
For a life so good it sure feels bad
Save our souls for the heavens
Save our souls for the promised land
Sweet tarts play the game and shoot to thrill
Runnin' free through the trash dressed to kill
The midnight show-stoppers, it's a funny money game
A hundred thousand bleeding hearts, put us in our graves
Save our souls for the heavens
For a life so good it sure feels bad
Save our souls for the heavens
Save our souls for the promised land
It's been the hard road, edge of an overdose
No matter how high you're still too low
I've been the dancer, the wicked romancer
It's a never-ending nightmare, edge of disaster
Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth
The moonlight spotlights all the city crime
Got no religion
Laugh while they fight
Save our souls for the heavens
For a life so good it sure feels bad
Save our souls for the heavens
Save our souls for the promised land
Sweet tarts play the game and shoot to thrill
Runnin' free through the trash dressed to kill
The midnight show-stoppers, it's a funny money game
A hundred thousand bleeding hearts, put us in our graves
Save our souls for the heavens
For a life so good it sure feels bad
Save our souls for the heavens
Save our souls for the promised land
It's been the hard road, edge of an overdose
No matter how high you're still too low
I've been the dancer, the wicked romancer
It's a never-ending nightmare, edge of disaster
Writer: NIKKI SIXX, VINCE NEIL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Raise Your Hands To Rock
At times I feel turned around
And upside down
Sometimes maybe I drink too much
But, I mean, my heart's still in touch
Hey, I remember standing tall saying
"I'm gonna be a rock n roll star!"
When someone said "Sit down, boy,
You already are!"
Yeah, so raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock
Summertime was always right
Just me and you
Sixteen and dealing with those
Summertime blues
I was young and restless then
Living on the edge of a dream
When someone said "C'mon, boy, you just gotta believe!"
Yeah, so raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock
And upside down
Sometimes maybe I drink too much
But, I mean, my heart's still in touch
Hey, I remember standing tall saying
"I'm gonna be a rock n roll star!"
When someone said "Sit down, boy,
You already are!"
Yeah, so raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock
Summertime was always right
Just me and you
Sixteen and dealing with those
Summertime blues
I was young and restless then
Living on the edge of a dream
When someone said "C'mon, boy, you just gotta believe!"
Yeah, so raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock (rock)
Raise your hands to rock
Writer: NIKKI SIXX
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Fight For Your Rights
Can't break the chains
Can't solve the pain
Can't rhyme problem with reason
Not taking sides
Just asking why
Does the pain eat the children
Who wrote the Bible
Who set the laws
Are we left to history's flaws
And if you're out there
Then let me hear (hey)
And take a look in the mirror
Fight fight for your rights
Fight fight for your rights
Can't name no names
Of who's to blame
For cries out in the sky We're all slaves to time
No color's right
Throw our hate into the fire
Martin Luther
Brought the truth
The color of our blood's the same
So break the chains
And solve the pains
And we all become one race
Fight fight for your rights
Fight fight for your rights
Oh people people
Is the scar too deep
You can't hold a man's soul
By the color of his keys
A tear o' blood runs from my eye
But somehow I can never
Make you...cry...
Can't solve the pain
Can't rhyme problem with reason
Not taking sides
Just asking why
Does the pain eat the children
Who wrote the Bible
Who set the laws
Are we left to history's flaws
And if you're out there
Then let me hear (hey)
And take a look in the mirror
Fight fight for your rights
Fight fight for your rights
Can't name no names
Of who's to blame
For cries out in the sky We're all slaves to time
No color's right
Throw our hate into the fire
Martin Luther
Brought the truth
The color of our blood's the same
So break the chains
And solve the pains
And we all become one race
Fight fight for your rights
Fight fight for your rights
Oh people people
Is the scar too deep
You can't hold a man's soul
By the color of his keys
A tear o' blood runs from my eye
But somehow I can never
Make you...cry...
Writer: NIKKI SIXX, MICK MARS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Theatre of Pain is the third studio album by American heavy metal band Mötley Crüe, released on June 24, 1985. Released in the aftermath of lead vocalist Vince Neil's arrest for manslaughter on a drunk driving charge, the album marked the beginning of the band's transition away from the traditional heavy metal sound of Too Fast for Love and Shout at the Devil, towards a more glam metal style.
Theatre of Pain contains the hit singles "Smokin' in the Boys Room" and the power ballad "Home Sweet Home". The album reached No. 6 on the US charts and No. 36 in the UK, and was certified quadruple platinum by the RIAA on June 5, 1995.
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Motley CrueTheatre of Pain contains the hit singles "Smokin' in the Boys Room" and the power ballad "Home Sweet Home". The album reached No. 6 on the US charts and No. 36 in the UK, and was certified quadruple platinum by the RIAA on June 5, 1995.
Genre(s): Glam metal
Producer(s): Tom Werman
Length: 35:16
Released: June 24th, 1985
Year: 1985