Tracks

01. Sucker Train Blues
02. Do It For The Kids
03. Big Machine
04. Illegal I Song
05. Spectacle
06. Fall To Pieces
07. Headspace
08. Superhuman
09. Set Me Free
10. You Got No Right
11. Slither
12. Dirty Little Thing
13. Loving the Alien
14. Bodies



01. Sucker Train Blues

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Hands are shaking got your finger on the trigger
Jesus ain't complainin gonna figure it out
Somebody raped my tapeworm abortion
Come on motherfuckers and deliver the cow

Brain and body melting while there's roaches multiplying
It's the alien infection it's the coming of Christ
All these sentimental halos and these consequential angels
When I'm runnin with the devil don't deliver the fight

Don't look at me now
Fell too fast your wings won't hold
Don't look at me now
Fell too fast your wings won't hold

Yeah and when I want to
Yeah I will find you
Yeah and when I want to
Yeah I will blind you

Brains are frying while the kings and queens are dying
Satan won the race and the miracle mile
Somebody raped my tapeworm abortion
Come on motherfuckers and deliver the cow
It's all over me now
Let me go, let me go, let me go
What's come over me now
Let me go, let me go, let me go
It's all over me now
Let me go, let me go, let me go
What's come over me now

Johnny sat down beside the old oak tree
Cut off his hand what did he see
All of the animals are dead
The rats have crawled through his house and out through their head
One of them ate a hole in the sky
To believe this would be a fate worse than dying


02. Do It For The Kids

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Went too fast I'm out of luck and I don't even give a fuck

I wanna be your manchild
Let's all go it hog-wild
She said I'll see you later
I always gravitate to her
Let's all meet at the station
No heavy concentration
We could all hook up there
The kids are all alright there

Should we go out later
Showtime for strangers

Dontcha give a fuck anymore now
She's givin up on you now
Do it for the kids they say
It ain't about you anyway

I say we're all grown up now
And sex ain't so safe now
It's all in the groove they say
Doesn't matter anyway

Keep me runnin' like a deer in the headlights
All for nothing I thought
Just the ransom I had bought

About the day I tried to tame her
Never tried to blame her
Just a game that I had bought

Let's all meet at the station
No heavy concentration
The kids are all alright there

Went too fast I'm out of luck and I don't even give a fuck

Should we go (should we go) out later
(Went too fast I'm out of luck and I don't even give a fuck)
Showtime (showtime) for strangers
(Went too fast I'm out of luck and I don't even give a fuck)


03. Big Machine

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
I don't know
Because she says so
He's a faggot boy
The TV says so
He's a junkie piece of shit because he says so

All that first-class jet set brings me down, down, down
All that first-class drug shit brings me down, down, down

It's a big machine, it's a big machine
We're all slaves to a big machine
It's a big machine, it's a big machine
We're all slaves to a big machine
All tied up to a big machine
I got houses
Got cars
I got a wife
I got kids
Got money in the bank

Get away without borders
I'm a slave, New World Order
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be
I guess I chose to be

Hope I teach my son how to be a man
Now before he hits 35
Comic book lives don't really have any real life do they now


04. Illegal I Song

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
One fine day
I'll settle down
When you bloody me
I ran aground
With my broken face
And fisticuff
Fuck the rest and
All their stuff

I - Don't - Anymore
I - Don't - Anymore

Just look and you'll
See me
Lying there
Lying there

Just look and you'll
See me
Lying there
Lying

Another way
A battle ground
A ready teller whore
Who makes no sound
Keep the money bitch
Keep the stuff
Fly around the world
And keep it up

I - Don't - Anymore
I - Don't - Anymore

It's killing time on the streets
All hate Sunday


05. Spectacle

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Take two to break and three to go
Hold me back you spectacle (Mother Fucker yeah)
Kick me down with broken bones
You picked a fight now stand your ground

You talk about it
Don't know what you want
In the back of someone else's car

You write the list
Well write me off
Rocket bitch is blasting off (Right on target yeah)
Boots laced up I'm here to go
In the end I'll stand alone

You talk about it
Don't know what you want
In the back of someone else's car

You lied about it
Bled another heart
Then began to fall apart

It rains and you fall back down again
It begins to rain and I'll knock you right back down again
You incessant bitch you lied in wait for the last time now
I'm standing now
I'm standing now


06. Fall To Pieces

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
It's been a long year
Since you've been gone
I've been alone here
I've grown old
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces

I keep a journal of memories
I'm feeling lonely, I can't breathe
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

All the years I've tried
With more to go
Will the memories die
I'm waiting
Will I find you
Can I find you
We're falling down
I'm falling

Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces
Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces
Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces
Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces


07. Headspace

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Me
I'm a man
Who is trudging
Best I can
Through a minefield
Built to blast
Can I make it
Will I last

Free my mind, levitate
Don't let any of those fuckers in my headspace

Please
Let me be
No more questions
No more needs
You're the cancer
You're the leech
Sent to bleed me
Of disease

Free my mind, levitate
Don't let any of those fuckers in my headspace
Let me go my own way
Burn the rest of them that try to keep me enchained

Living taking chances
Isn't all that it's meant to be
Dying with your face on
A t-shirt isn't all that original

Me
I'm the man
Will I make it
Will I last


08. Superhuman

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
I'm a superman
I wanna be your superman
I'm a superman
I wanna be your superman

What you get is a crash course to be a man
But a man is a destination never known
Sometimes dressed up like a red hot lady in pumps
Don't think she can get enough

Always feel like she's runnin on a hamster wheel
Getting high, crashing cars and makin mistakes
Keepin her face packed with cocaine
Her face is numb your faith is gone

I'm travelin on now
I'm makin plans now

Cocaine
Alcohol
Lady-lay
Withdrawal

Keep it comin in a world that's blown up wild
Keep it comin in a world that's bred her style
We're all runnin from the goose she's high on cocaine
There's a noose swimmin right between her legs to her brain

We're all in need of a superhuman woman now
We're all in need of a superhuman woman now
So rodeo, rodeo, rodeo, rodeo
Throw the rope around her neck and get the show on the road

What's she thinking
She'll never get enough


09. Set Me Free

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
You operate and motivate on synthetic fuel
You're mother nature and an atom bomb
As long as you're kept full of pretty bodies
Your little secret will be safe with me

Around again
Insane again
It comes again
And sets me free

[Chorus:]
So set me free, set me free
'Cause I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free

You're kept alive and polarized with one thing in mind
Metabolize everything that you see
But now and then or a little later
Now I'm gonna take you down with me

Around again
Insane again
She comes again
And sets me free

[Chorus x2]
So set me free, set me free
'Cause I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free

[Bridge x2]
So take me down
Take me, down, down, down, down
Take me down, take me down

[Chorus x4]
So set me free, set me free
'Cause I think you need my soul
Set me free, set me free

My freedom!

That's a wrap!


10. You Got No Right

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
I fell through the ice
She won't be coming back again
It never wins to lie
She said you'll never have no rights

I've took it farther on the outside
I've took it nearly to the brink
And if you've seen me on the outside
You would have barely seen me breathe

Funny right here I find myself
Inside a paper cup
Without a warning or a reason it's a treason
With no answer

You got no right
To keep me waiting here
You got no right
To keep the pain in here
That holds the crown

And if I fall apart on the outside
(You really don't believe me)
And if I take it to the brink
And if I fall apart on the outside
(You really don't believe me)
You would have barely seen me breathe

And if I meet you out tonight
Will you be loving me forever
It's always over after the night
It's always colder after the night
I broke through the ice
She won't be coming back again
It's been a year and a night


11. Slither

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Hey Hey Hey

When you look you see right through me
Cut the rope, fell to my knees
Born and broken every single time

Always keep me under finger
That's the spot where you run to me
Might see some type of pleasure in my mind

Yeah, here comes the water
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see

Hey hey hey

When you seek me you destroy me
Rape my mind and smell the poppies
Born and bloodied every single time

Always keep me under finger
That's the spot where you might linger
But I see some type of pleasure in my mind

Yeah, here comes the water
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see
Like holy water
It only burns you faster than you'll ever dry
This time with me

When you look you see right through me
Cut the rope, fell to my knees
Born and Bloodied
Every single time

Yeah, here comes the water
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see
Like holy water
It only burns you faster than you'll ever dry
This time with me

Hey, hey, hey


12. Dirty Little Thing

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Can't stop thinkin musta been trippin this evening
My mind is racing demons and all of my feelings are numb

Yeah and when I roll with my head in the wind
And I feel like the king of the
Dead men wishin they had gotten together with you girl
But you're a dirty little liar with a message of obsession to come

You got your head in the clouds and your world's upside down
Get away from the life you're living
Get away from the man that's stealing your life
Get away from the drugs you're taking
Get away from the film of sex in your life

Can't stop drinking I'm cold kicking and bleeding
The wine is numbing feelings and all of my memories are gone

Yeah and when I roll with my head in the wind
And I feel like the king of the
Dead men wishin they had gotten together with you girl
But you're a dirty little liar with a message of obsession to come

Youve got your head in the clouds and your world's upside down
Get away from the life you're living
Get away from the man that's stealing your life
Get away from the drugs you're taking
Get away from the film of sex in your life

You've got your head in the clouds and your world's upside down
Get away from the life you're living
Get away from the man that's stealing your life
Get away from the drugs you're taking
Get away from the film of sex in your life

Get away, get away, get away
Get away, get away, get away


13. Loving the Alien

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Scott Weiland
Sometimes I think I'm scared
Sometimes I know
I feel like making love
Sometimes I don't
I feel like letting go
Maybe not
I feel like giving up
Is all we got

Sometimes is all the time
And never means maybe
Sometimes is all the time
Maybe

And I'm moving on
And I'm moving on (Sometimes I feel alone)
And I'm moving on
And I'm moving on

Sometimes I make believe
When we're alone
Machines have taken hold
Can you get me to a telephone
It's just the little things
You used to see
Am I still that man who makes you who you want to be

I never noticed
How lovely were the aliens
Lovely were the aliens
I never noticed
Lovely were the aliens
Lovely were the aliens


14. Bodies

Music by Velvet Revolver
Lyrics by Sex Pistols
She was a girl from Birmingham
She just had an abortion
She was case of insanity
Her name was Pauline, she lived in a tree

She was a no one who killed her baby
She sent her letters from the country
She was an animal
She was a bloody disgrace

Body! I'm not an animal
Body! I'm not an animal

Dragged on a table in factory
Illegitimate place to be
In a packet in a lavatory
Die little baby screaming
Body screaming fucking bloody mess
Not an animal
It's an abortion

Body! I'm not animal
Mummy! I'm not an abortion

Throbbing squirm,
Gurgling bloody mess
I'm not a discharge
I'm not a loss in protein
I'm not a throbbing squirm

Fuck this and fuck that
Fuck it all and fuck a fucking brat
She don't wanna baby that looks like that
I don't wanna baby that looks like that
Body, I'm not an animal
Body, an abortion

Body! I'm not an animal
Body! I'm not an animal
An animal
I'm not an animal.....
I'm not an abortion.....

Mummy! UGH!