(Alice Cooper, Ryan Roxie)

You’re your own worst enemy
You’re a walking catastrophe

You get up every morning on the wrong side of the bed
You butter your hand instead of the bread
Drink enough coffee to wake the dead.

You’re doing 85 and the light is turning red
The judge took your license and forbid you to drive
And your heart is pumping bacon and you’re barely alive

You’re your own worst enemy
You’re a walking catastrophe
You’re at war with yourself and nobody else
You’re a danger. You’re a danger

You trip on your shoelace and fall on your face
Your hair is a mess, your clothes a disgrace
Your stocks went south and your girlfriend is gay
Your dog ate your cat and that was your good day

You’re your own worst enemy
You’re a walking catastrophe
You’re at war with yourself and nobody else
You’re a danger

You’re your own worst enemy
You’re a walking catastrophe
You’re at war with yourself and nobody else
You’re a danger. You’re a danger
To every stranger
You’re a mess
Yes, yes
Yes, yes

(Alice Cooper, Rick Boston, Ryan Roxie)

Walkin’ through the tombstones
Go there everyday
Stood damn still I got a chill
Someone walked across my grave

Stroll across the killing fields
In the middle of the night
Walked across the fire
In the cold moon light

Black cat crossed my pathway
Winks her juju eye
Cross myself and kiss this world goodbye

Nights alive with music
Puts me in a trance
Sneak up on the bonfire
Watch the zombies dance

My tongue is hot and burnin’
When I try to speak
Spirit is so willing
My flesh is gettin’ weak
Yeah, it’s gettin’ weak

Now I ain’t superstitious
Don’t roll no juju bones
Someone calls in the middle of the night
And no one’s on the phone

Black cat crossed my pathway
Winks her juju eye
I crossed myself and kiss this world goodbye

I ain’t superstitious
Don’t roll no voodoo bones
Someone calls in the middle of the night
No ones on the phone

Nights alive with music
Nights alive with music
Nights alive with music

(feat. Xzibit)

[Xzibit:]
Yeah
Stand Up
Ha?
What do you believe in?
Ha?
Yeah
Stand Up
Aha
C’mon

[Alice:]
Just a face in the crowd
Feelin’ lost, down and out
(Can you hear me now)
Millions more just like you
Afraid to do what they wanna do
(Am I getting through)

Lots of losers hanging round
Only there to bring you down
Get you feet up off the ground
Get up. Get up. Get up

If you don’t stand for somethin’
You will fall for anythin’
If you don’t stand for somethin’
You will fall for anythin’
Get up

[Xzibit:] Yeah Yeah

[Alice:]
Don’t you know that you’re worth
As much as anyone on earth
(You`re a megastar)
Put your hands in the sky
Let your freaky colours fly
(Get ‘em way up high)

You got style and you got game
So get it out don’t be ashamed
([Xzibit:] Yeah)
Let everybody know your name
([Xzibit:] C’mon)
Get it on out now, what’s you name

If you don’t stand for somethin’
You will fall for anythin’
If you don’t stand for somethin’
([Xzibit:] Stand Up)
You will fall for anythin’
Get up

[Xzibit:]
Yeah
Ah
Yeah
Breathe with me
Yeah
C’mon
Breathe

You can stand for peace
You can stand for war
I stand in the square I never stood before
I take a stand for my son like Afeni Shakur
(Note: Mother of dead rapper Tupac Shakur)
I take a stand like a four double six six four
Stand alone in my struggle
Can’t make me stand down
Make ‘em crash and burn
Mayday mayday may tell
Get up stand up get your damn hands off
If they not shackled to your feet in some handcuffs

We need solutions, not propaganda
Let the tape roll, make the whole world stand up
Hold your position, don’t go backwards
X still grinding, the west’s keeps shining
Don’t look too long you might get blinded
Follow your heart, your head might just find it
I pray for the strength to handle what my city brings
Better stand for something (or) you’re bound to fall for anything

[Alice:]
If you don’t stand for somethin’
([Xzibit:] stand up stand up)
You will fall for anythin’
Get Up!
If you don’t stand for somethin’
You will fall for anythin’
Everybody’s got a voice
Now’s the time to make some noise
(Let me hear you now)
Get up!
Get up!

Hurting me
Seems to be
Your passion

Misery
Is certainly
Your style

I’m like a kid in a candy store
I’m on my knees ’til i lick the floor
Can’t stand to look at your face
But i’m burning for more

Sharpest pain
The ugly scar
The deepest cut
Is what you are

The burning sting
Is what you bring
And you remain
The sharpest pain

You’re the star
In your own sad story
I’m just a toy
You can drag around

You’re about as sick as you can be
A twisted abnormality
I don’t want to be your first fatality

Sharpest pain
The ugly scar
The deepest cut
Is what you are

The burning sting
Is what you bring
And you remain
The sharpest pain

Though your never ever funny
I just gotta laugh out loud
Cuz you keep me in stitches
Until the last thread of decency runs out

Sharpest pain
The ugly scar
The deepest cut
Is what you are

The burning sting
Is what you bring
And you remain
The sharpest pain

Sharpest pain
The ugly scar
The deepest cut
Is what you are

The burning sting
Is what you bring
And you remain
The sharpest pain
The sharpest pain

In an upstairs room, under lock and key
It’s my brother, Former Lee
All the mops and brooms keep him company
Misconceived of the family

Former Lee Warmer pulls up the covers to hide in his wrinkled bed
No dreams go in, no dreams go out of the hole in his wrinkled head

Former Lee Warmer
When I hear him play in his twisted key
That’s the way he calls to me
On a silver tray, I keep the master key
In every way, he depends on me

Former Lee Warmer, an old smoking jacket - holes in his satin sleeves
Candle lit puddles, arthritic fingers, yellow stained ivory keys

In an upstairs room under lock and key
It’s my brother, Former Lee
And after all these years, I’ve never heard him speak
I wonder what he thinks of me

Former Lee Warmer peeks out the window
When he feels really brave
Former Lee Warmer waves at his father
Out in the family grave

He’s flesh and blood to me
I love him brotherly
But, I don’t want to be Former Lee

I got a job in Atlanta in a mall playing Santa
Not because of any talent but because I was the
only one the suit would fit
Everybody shopping, little sticky kids were hopping
on my lap with their fingers in my beard,
I guess they thought that I was really it
She sat down on my lap and said to me
“I’m twenty three and I need someone
You look like someone who could play with me
Stay with me, all day with me”

‘Cause I’m in no man’s land
Can’t seem to find a real man
You know I’m lookin’ for a steel man
She said I’m in no man’s land
I’m gonna show you a real good time
I’d gladly pay you double overtime

She was beggin’ to be mine, but my job was on the line
Should I say or should I go? I just didn’t know
…Hmmmm

I left fifty kids standin’ in line, they were whining, they were crying
and their mothers they were screaming in hysterics and I swear
I never heard such profanity
I dropped my suit on the floor,
they were trying to block the door
They were calling her a whore
They were driven to nativital insanity
We drove away in her Mercedes Benz,
dirty blond split ends in the breeze
She said “I want to put you under my tree
You’re just a little gift from me to me”

‘Cause I’m in no man’s land
Can’t seem to find a real man
You know I’m lookin’ for a steel man
She said I’m in no man’s land
You know I’m ready for a real good time
I’d gladly pay you double overtime

She had money all her life
She wasn’t lookin’ to become my wife
She said, “I hope you understand,
I just want a nightful of man, Sonny”

She didn’t notice I was thin with a delicate chin
Nor the softness of my skin, nor the scent of my other personalities
She didn’t see through my disguise - didn’t see it in my eyes
She was in for a surprise when she discovered my emotional plurality

She said “Come and lay down on the floor with me
It’s warmer here by the fire”
She didn’t know that there was more of me
She’d have to learn to love all four of me

‘Cause I’m in no man’s land
I’m lookin’ for the real me
If only I could feel me
You know I’m in no man’s land
Sometimes I gotta play me
It’s really hard to stay me
Hey, I’m in no mans land
I’m looking for the real me
If only I could feel me
You know I’m in no man’s land
Sometimes I gotta play me
It’s really hard to stay me
Oh, I’m in no man’s land
I’m looking for the real me
If only I could feel me

Sometimes my world goes upside down
Sometimes I see things backwards
When I go walking in town, can’t get back home
Someimes I see things right to left

And I know that’s not right at all
But since I bumped into you, I bump into walls
And no one knows what’s wrong with me
They think that I got dropsie

Is dis love?
Or is dyslexia
Dyslexia
Dyslexia

I’ve got these glasses real thick and green
Just like the bottoms of coke bottles
I stumble ’round my house, so strange to me

Sometimes my world goes upside down
Sometimes I see things backwards
But since I bumped into you, I bump into walls
And no one knows what’s wrong with me
They think that I got dropsie

Is dis love?
Or is dyslexia
Dyslexia
Dyslexia

I’ve got these glasses real thick and green
Just like the bottoms of coke bottles
I stumble ’round my house, so strange to me

Sometimes my world goes upside down
Sometimes I see things backwards
But since I bumped into you, I bump into walls
And no one knows what’s wrong with me
They think that I got dropsie

Is dis love?
Or is dyslexia
Dyslexia
Dyslexia, yeah
Dyslexia
Dyslexia, no
Dyslexia
yeah no yeah no yeah no yeah…

Scarlet wants to hold me, wearing just a red-veiled hat
Sheba’s in the shadows waiting for her turn at bat
In the parlour where the lights are low
A vulture sister act, I watch their show
They’re trying to kill me, want to pick my bones
Methodically, erotically

I just want your body, Sheba
I don’t want your brain
Scarlet gets what’s left of my remains
I just want your body, Sheba
You lock me up in chains
Scarlet, she can referee the game

Scarlet likes to scold me, showers me with all her love
Sheba’s in a bad mood, sharpening her black fur glove
With blood and honey attitude
They’ll never know my gratitude
I’m crossed with longitude and latitude
Upon my back… with a crack

I just want your body, Sheba
I don’t want your brain
Scarlet gets what’s left of my remains
I just want your body, Sheba
You lock me up in chains
Scarlet, she can referee the game

I just want your body, Sheba
I don’t want your brain
Scarlet gets what’s left of my remains
I just want your body, Sheba
You lock me up in chains
Scarlet, she can referee the game

I love that mountain with those four big heads
I love Velveeta slapped on Wonder Bread
I love a commie… if’n he’s good and dead, yup
I love America

I love Old Glory and homemade pie
I think them Ruskies should be sterilized
I love my chicken Kentucky Fried…
Finger Lickin’ Good!

Hey there, this is A.B. Cooper from
Cooper’s Carnival of Clean and Classic Cars
It’s our Fourth of July … sale.
Here at Cooper’s Carnival of Clean and Classic Cars
At the corner of Collins and Commerce
I’ve got lot full of the finest funny looking cars money can buy
At prices even you can afford
So come on down and say hello to me, and granny
And bring the kids to meet my snake
I say, “bye”
Granny says, “bye”
and the snake says, “sssssssssss”

I love General Patton in World War II
My Pocket Fisherman and my Crazy Glue
I love the Beav and Wally too, yeah
I love America

I love the bomb, hot dogs and mustard
I love my girl, but I sure don’t trust her
I love what the Indians did to Custer
I love America

Here they come!
There they go!

I love my jeans and I love my hair
I love a real tight skirt and a real nice pair
And on the fourth of July, I love the rockets’ red glare
I love America

I watch the A-Team every Tuesday night
I graduated, but I ain’t to bright
I love Detroit ’cause I was born to fight
I love America

I love the Tigers but I hate the Mets
I ride my Hog but I race my Vette
I gotta job, but hell I’m still in debt
I love America

I love my bar and I love my truck
I’d do most anything to make a buck
I love a waitress who loves to… flirt!
They’re the best kind
I love America
Turn me on
Well, I gotta go now
I love America
Bye Bye, I tell you what though, I really do love it
You ain’t going to catch me at no mayday rally

All the neighbours never see me
But they wonder why I walk around at night
he gets hungry - I go hunting
In the moonlit streets
For somebody that’s right

Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast
Is all he’s living for
And he craves it more and more
Showgirls, businessmen in suits in the midnight rain
If they walk alone are never seen again

In the paper, seems a florist
Found in Lincoln Park, died of some anemia
No one raped her, poor Doloris,
Just detained her and drained her on the spot

Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast
Is all he’s living for
And he craves it more and more
Old men, ladies of the night walking in the rain
If they walk alone are never seen again

Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me

No one calls and no one visits
We’re like a couplet out of Desolation Row
We don’t want them to want to know us
‘Cause when they do, they get a little bit too close

Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast is all I’m living for
and I crave it more and more
Bad girls, cops on the beat in the midnight rain
If they’re out alone, are never seen again

Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me
Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me