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Nine Lives and Forty-Fives

 

ninelivesandfortyfivesCDninelivesandfortyfives1. Pretty Little Head
2. Deathless
3. Born Yesterday
4. Living In Sin
5. Rubbish
6. Rock And Roll Is Dead
7. Like Hell
8. I’m On Fire
9. Tattooed Love Girls
10. Rip Her To Shreds
11. Eat Your Heart Out


 

1. Pretty Little Head

Baby don’t you worry your pretty little head
Everything’s been done, everything’s been said
You only wanted some
Because you came for none
Now you’re getting too deep (?) your head

When times are rough
They try and give you up
All the words that you bled all the skin that you shed

I’ve been up for days
I’ll nevermind aways
Going outta my skull going outta my brain
Well now you find yourself in tasteless company
A twisted situation, potential dramedy

I bet you wish you had an exit strategy
Oh yeah I guess you better (?) your pretty little head
We’ll never play nice, we’ll never play dead

And now the pickens are slim
You’re risking life and limb
No matter how bleak no matter how grim

Please note: These lyrics have some mistakes/question marks in them because they were written down by non native speakers (Carolin, Victoire, Susana). If you have any corrections, please e-mail them to susana@straydolls.com

 

2. Deathless

I’m gonna burn that bridge to nowhere
They wanna make you suffer too
You got a first class ticket to somewhere
You better leave real soon

Oooohhh, I never had faith in you

Moving on there’s nothing to see here
Think again all the lies were true
Time to break that empty promise
I hum a deathless tune

Oooohhh, I never had faith in you

I’m gonna burn that bridge to nowhere
They wanna make you suffer
You got a first class ticket to somewhere
You better leave real soon
You better leave real soon
You better leave real soon

Oooohhh, I never had faith in you
Never had faith in you
Never had faith in you

Please note: These lyrics have some mistakes/question marks in them because they were written down by non native speakers (Carolin, Victoire, Susana). If you have any corrections, please e-mail them to susana@straydolls.com

 

3. Born Yesterday

Never gonna get you now

Ohhh ain’t that a thing to say
You go and act like you was born yesterday
“I live it down” is my state of mind
“I live it down” is the only time

Oh yeah it’s a mad mad scene
You keep on living up a bad bad dream
You’ve been had, it’s such a sad sad scheme

Never gonna get you now

Yeah, guess your friends were right
You save your money for another night
A crowd of people screaming “Why, why, why?”
So we pretend like we don’t hear ’em, we just walk away

(?)
So take one
Go

Oh yeah it’s a mad mad scene
You keep on living up the same bad dream
You’ve been had, it’s such a sad sad scheme
Oh yeah it’s a mad mad scene
You keep on living up the same bad dream
You’ve been had, it’s such a sad sad scheme
Sad sad scheme
Never gonna get you now
Never gonna get you now
It’s just a bad dream
Never gonna get you

Please note: These lyrics have some mistakes/question marks in them because they were written down by non native speakers (Carolin, Victoire, Susana). If you have any corrections, please e-mail them to susana@straydolls.com

 

4. Living in Sin

Living in sin
I don’t know where to begin
The suburbs of Los Angeles
Feel like hell to me
Overkill, overkill
It’s so plain to see
These dive bars covered in piss
Haven’t served a drink since the 1980’s

Nightlife, oh nightlife
You gotta go over the hill
I’ll grin and bear it, I swear it
Man, we are trenched in infamy
Speaking in tongues again
Valley speak is a disease
My 818 starts showing, my cover is blown
Just avoid me like the plague

We’re living in sin
And we just can’t win

Living in sin
And there’s no use explaining
I know, I know it’s getting old
But some things never change
Overrated, overstated
Burning out so fast
Smoke & mirrors, tall tales & lies
It’s okay, never believed it anyway

 

5. Rubbish

On the west coast ain’t no place to go after midnight
Under bright lights everybody’s dying of stage fright
All the rich, all the poor, they all look the same now

It’s crass but I’m about had it
It’s trash
No class
It’s rubbish!
1, 2, 3, 4!

Every place downtown has been bored to death now
So I skip town just to find more of the same damn thing
All the boys, all the girls, they all talk the same now

It’s crass but I’m about had it
It’s trash
No class
Just rubbish!

I don’t believe anyone anything anymore, man
I make a scene, but I don’t really know what for
All the ups, all the downs they all feel the same now
It could change, if I tried
But I don’t
And it would, if I did
But I won’t
I won’t

It’s all rubbish
No good rubbish
It’s all rubbish
No no!

Please note: These lyrics have some mistakes/question marks in them because they were written down by non native speakers (Carolin, Victoire, Susana). If you have any corrections, please e-mail them to susana@straydolls.com

 

6. Rock and Roll is Dead

(THE RUBINOOS – COVER)

I used to do the pony
I used to do the twist
But now my horse’s died
And believe me it won’t be missed
’cause

Rock and Roll Is Dead
And we don’t care
Rock and Roll Is Dead
And we don’t care

I used to boogie at the get down
But now it seems just a bore
I’m going to a wake
Ain’t gonna twist and shake no more

 

7. Like Hell

Love’s just a game
Games are for kids
You say you’ll kill yourself
When our love hits the skids

Like hell you won’t
Like hell you will

My heart is black
But your head is gold
If you had a dime for every lie you’ve ever told
You could have it all
The whole wide world

They want your blood
And I want your soul
I won’t do anything unless I got control
And I want it now
Oh yeah yeah yeah

Love’s a game
Games are for kids
You say you’ll kill yourself
When our love hits the skids

Like hell you won’t
Like hell you will
Like hell you will
Like hell you will
Like hell you will

Please note: These lyrics have some mistakes/question marks in them because they were written down by non native speakers (Carolin, Victoire, Susana). If you have any corrections, please e-mail them to susana@straydolls.com

 

8. I’m On Fire

(DWIGHT TWILLEY – COVER)

Got your lady on the line
Got your name on the cover
Though your friends are ninety-nine
Honey, you ain’t got no lover

And you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t got no lover
And you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t got no other

I remember the feelin’ that I could be free
Now I know it could never never be me
‘Cause I’m on fire
Got myself on fire

Got your joker on the table
You’ve been told from time to time
I’ll be willin’, I’ll be able
You could read between the lines

But you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t got no lover, lover, lover
And you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t got no other

I remember the feelin’ that I could be free
Now I know it could never, never be me
‘Cause I’m on fire
I’m on fire

But you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t got no lover, lover, lover, lover
And you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t got no other, other, other, other
And you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t got no lover, lover, lover

I’m on fire’, I’m on fire
(And you ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t got no lover, lover, lover)
(Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover)
I’m on fire, I’m on fire

 

9. Tattooed Love Girls

She’s got a snake on her lower back
A dead cat living on her neck
Skull and crossbones across her chest

Those girls really knock me out
Painted girls who make me scream and shout

A mother mary and a crucifix
A pentagram and a 666
Chinese writing, I don’t know what it means

Those girls really make me shake
Those girls are gonna make my heart ache

A “live fast” on your right wrist
Yeah yeah, “die young” on your left wrist
No no, loaded guns aiming off your hips

Those girls getting under my skin
Come on now you gotta let me in

Lotsa writing on your rib cage
Three dots on your pretty face
She wants more but she ran out of space

Those girls really knock me out
Painted girls who make me scream and shout

Tattooed love girls…
Tattooed love girls!

Please note: These lyrics have some mistakes/question marks in them because they were written down by non native speakers (Carolin, Victoire, Susana). If you have any corrections, please e-mail them to susana@straydolls.com

 

10. Rip Her To Shreds

(BLONDIE – COVER)

(Hey! Psst PSST! Here she comes now.)
Oh, you know her, would you look at that hair
Yeah, you know her, check out those shoes
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody’s blues

She looks like the Sunday comics
She thinks she’s Brenda Starr
Her nose job is real atomic
All she needs is an old knife scar

Yeah, she’s so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She’s so dull, come on rip her to shreds

Oh, you know her, “Miss Groupie Supreme”
Yeah, you know her, “Vera Vogue” on parade
Red eye shadow! Green mascara!
Yuck! She’s too much

She looks like she don’t know better
A case of partial extreme
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Acting like a soap opera queen

Yeah, she’s so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She’s so dull, come on rip her to shreds

She got the nerve to tell me she’s not on it
But her expression is too serene
Yeah, she looks like she washes with Comet
Always looking to create a scene

Yeah, she’s so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She’s so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She’s so dull. Rip her to shreds

Oh, you know her, “Miss Groupie Supreme”
Yeah, you know her, “Vera Vogue” on parade
Yeah, you know her, with the fish-eating grin
She’s so dull

Yeah, she got the nerve to tell me!
Huh, she’s so dull
Yeah, there she goes now
She making out with King Kong
She take her boat to Hong Kong
Well, bye bye sugar
And not a minute too soon

 

11. Eat Your Heart Out

Just like a baby with rabies
Like a bat outta hell
She wait and got me honey
She put me under her spell
She ain’t no zombie
She ain’t no witch
She’s got an attitude honey
She is my doll face bitch

C’mon baby, just go and gimme a try
And if it don’t feel right, baby stop shakin’

It’s a terrible feeling
When you know that you’re sprung
My body starts to shiver
It ties up my tongue
You’re an animal baby
You don’t know when to quit
You got an attitude honey
That makes my eyes all lit

C’mon baby, just go and gimme a try
And if it don’t feel right, baby stop shakin’

C’mon baby, just go and gimme a try
And if it don’t feel right, baby go and
Eat your heart out…