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Alice Cooper
Alice Cooper


Background information
Birth name Vincent Damon Furnier
Born February 4, 1948
Born place Allen Park, Michigan, United States
Genre(s) Rock
Hard Rock
Heavy Metal
Shock Rock
Years active 1963—present
Label(s) Epic Records
Atlantic Records
Eagle Records
MCA Records
New West Records
Spitfire Records
Website Website



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Alice Cooper Album


The Last Temptation (1994)
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I ain't got no fun today
It's just like yesterday, oh yeah
Only different shades of grey
I'm bored right out of my skull
I'd have to get high just to be dull
I'm institutional
My TV screen spins around and around
And around and around

I need a sideshow
Some kinda creepshow
They ran the circus out of town
But the ring master said "Boy, you can
stick around"

I pay to see all the freaks
Some finger lickin' chicken-eating geek
Hey, that sounds cool to me
I just want to step inside
I want a scary ride, oh yeah
See Jeckyll turn to Hyde
I fell my head spinnin' round and around
And around and around

I need a sideshow, oh yeah
Some kinda creepshow, oh yeah
I just want someplace to go, oh yeah
I tried to be the circus clown
But even my monkey wouldn't hang around

And the hunchback midget and his twisted friends
Offer me a world of thrills that never end

I need a sideshow
Some kind of freaky show, oh yeah
Down where the neon glows
Just like a psychedelic video
Or a 24 hour party, go go go
Not a 90210, no
I need a sideshow
My private sideshow


. . .


You, me
Understand
Shake my hand
Last chance, little man
Ain't it grand
It's a bargain, it's a steal
30 pieces of silver
And a deal's a deal

Sign upon the dotted line
I'll be yours and you'll be mine
Nothing's free
Eventually
Nothing's free

From the rules and laws of morality
Free to take your fill
Free from your own free will
Nothing's free

My boy, it's getting late
I'll raise the stakes
So close
Control your fate, why hesitate
Seal the deal, close the sale
Take my hammer, drive the nail

Sign upon the bloody line
A drop of yours, a drop of mine
Nothing's free
Eternally
Nothing's free

From your conscience or
Free from the consequence
Free to sin and death
Free til your final breath
Nothing's free
Free from the claws and flaws of your family
Free from obedient life
You're cut like a double-edged knife
Nothing's free, nothing's free
Oh, you pay me

Free to ignore the bore of authority
Free to spit in the face
Be the winningest rat in the race til Judgement Day
Then nothing's free
Bow to me if you wanna be free
Free from life, come die with me

And when we're dead it's for eternity
Come on little one and dance in the fire
The heat's getting close and the flame's
getting higher
When the music's over there's a hush
in the choir Nothing's free
When the trumpets sound and his light
is all around
And the saints all raise from the graves
in the ground
We'll be going way downtown
Way downtown


. . .


I can't get a girl
cuz I ain't got a car
I can't get a car
cuz I ain't got a job
I can't get a job
cuz I ain't got a car
So I'm looking for a girl with a job and a car
Don't you know where you are

Lost in America
Lost in America
Lost in America, lost
Lost in America
Lost in America
Lost in America, lost

I got a mom but I ain't got a dad
My dad's got a wife but she ain't my mom
Mom's looking for a man to be my dad
But I want my mom and dad to be my real
mom and dad
Is that so bad?
Oh, I think I've been had

Lost in America
Lost in America
Lost in America, lost
Lost in America
Lost in America
Lost in America, lost

Well, I live at the 7-11
Well, I'm tryin' to play this guitar
Well, I'm learning "Stairway to Heaven"
Cuz Heaven's where you are

I can't go to school
cuz I ain't got a gun
I ain't got a gun
cuz I ain't got a job
I ain't got a job
cuz I can't go to school
So I'm looking for a girl with a gun and a job
And a house with cable!
Don't you know where you are

Lost in America
Lost in America
Lost in America, lost
Lost in America
Lost in America
Lost in America, lost
Oh, I'm Lost.


. . .


I'm a creature of the street
And I rip off all the money
I was kicked in the teeth
Shoved face first through a window
I got a gangland name
And a teardrop tattooed eye
They call me Little Caesar in the brotherhood of crime
I know about the pain
Dyin' in an alley with an air-conditioned brain
I know, it's for real
Flatlined in an ambulance
Without a pulse to feel

Hey blood brother, you're one of our own
You're as sharp as a razor
And as hard as a stone
Hey blood brother, you're bad to the bone
You're a natural killer
In a bad place alone

They call me Smoky Joe
And I'm as thin as a coroner's needle
I got a pocket full of rocks
Man, I shake like a cold chihuahua
I got a runny nose
And a road map on my arm
I blew my gig pokin' 'round the gallery
With someone else's rig
I know, I understand
I watch my body hauled off
By the local garbage man

Hey blood brother, you're one of our own
You're as sharp as a razor
And as hard as a stone
Hey blood brother, you're bad to the bone
You're a natural killer
In a bad place alone

We're cool, we're cold
We're stiff, we're tagged
We're slabbed, we're croaked
We're whacked, we're cracked
We're smoked and cured and
slammed and slurred and
sliced and diced and put on ice
Cooked and stewed and badly brewed
And splattered once or twice


. . .


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

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I walk the streets alone
On feeble bones I ride
My sins are etched in stone
I got no place to hide

Well, I was unshakable
In what I did believe
I feel so breakable
But have I been deceived

You showed me your paradise
And your carnival of souls
But my heart keeps telling me
That ain't the place to go

Well, I'm not invincible
So I want you to leave
Well, I'm so convincible
But have I been deceived

I take your words and try them on
Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy
You tell me one size fits us all
Yeah, like an old straightjacket
Well, tell me why I'm so afraid
All my words are spoken
All my words are spoken
All my words are spoken
In a stolen prayer

I remember yesterday
When things were black and white
Never thought I'd get confused
On what was wrong and right

Well, I'm not unbreakable
With armor on my skin
Well, it's not unthinkable
I could be fooled again

I take your words and try them on
Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy
You tell me one size fits us all
Yeah, like an old straightjacket
Well, tell me why I'm so afraid
All my words are spoken
All my words are spoken
All my words are spoken
In a stolen prayer

You steal another minute from my life
You cut a little deeper with your knife
You steal a little breath from my air
And you don't care
And even though I'm chokin'
All my words are spoken

I take your words and try them on
Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy
You tell me one size fits us all
Yeah, like an old straightjacket
Take this world and try it on
Man, you're lookin' good boy
Stick your neck out on the block
So you won't miss nothing
Stretch your finger, grab your hair
Don't you feel like screaming
Feel the blood rush from your veins
Now you're a perfect zombie
Now I'm down on my knees

All my words are spoken
All my words are spoken
All my words are spoken
All my words are spoken
All my words are spoken
In a stolen prayer

. . .


From the start of life
To my dying day
In the dark of night
And the burning light of day
It's a bloody fight
But I can't walk away
I'm prime for the front line

Unholy war, unholy war
I'll try, I'll fight until I die
Unholy war, unholy war
I see, I know, you'll always be
Unholy

You see my burning fuse
From a mile away
I took your cruel abuse
Lord took away my shame
I learned to bite the hand
That used to pull my chain
We'll fight, cause we ain't on the same side

We're in an unholy war, unholy war
I'll try, yeah I'll fight until I die
Unholy

When I'm all alone - Unholy
With your thoughts of pain - Unholy
I can break on through - Unholy
With just an ounce of faith - Unholy

You're shaking in your boots
Because it's Judgement Day
I'll get my just rewards
And you'll have your hell to pay
There's no time to throw out the lifeline

Unholy war, unholy war
I'll try, I'll fight until I die
Unholy war, unholy war
I see, I know, you'll always be
Unholy


. . .


I was the boy who said all of my prayers
Laid my clean face on the pillow
Tucked in real tight, so safe and secure
Through the night
I heard a noise, it was probably nothing
It pulled me right out of a dream
If I knew it was you
I'd have jumped out of bed with a scream

I am the one who growls in your closet
I am the one who lives under your bed

Get down - back where you started
Get down - back into hell
Your black soul, you know you're
Black hearted
I smell your sulfurous smell

All of my things that I play with in daylight
You turn into monsters at night
My toys were my friends
Until you taught them all how to bite

You showed me things little boys
Shouldn't see
You scared me with visions of fire
You danced on my bed
With the flames on your head dancing higher

I am the one who growls in your closet
I am the one who lives under your bed

Get down - back where you started
Get down - back into hell
Your black soul, you know you're
Black hearted
I smell your sulfurous smell

I tell ya right now
I don't want your reptile embrace
I don't want to follow you down
To your place
I don't want to be a child of disgrace
You can take your whiskey soaked, foaming
at the mouth, toilet talking, pea soup
spewing, sweating blood demon breath out
of my face

Get down - back where you started
Get down - back into hell
Your black soul, you know you're
Black hearted
I smell your sulfurous smell

I was the boy who said all of my prayers
Laid my clean face on the pillow
Tucked in real tight, so safe and secure
Through the night


. . .


It's hot tonight
Too hot for talkin'
It's hot tonight

I sweat tonight
I sweat no sleeping
It's too hot tonight

Dogs are barkin'
Cats are screamin'
Streets are steamin'
Gods own heats the devil' demon

My turn tonight
To burn with fever
I burn tonight

I smoke tonight
I'm all on fire
It's damn hot tonight

Summer nights they
Make me crazy
Make me all hazy

It's hot tonight
It's too hot for talkin'
It's hot tonight

I sweat tonight
I sweat no sleeping
It's too hot tonight

Dogs are barkin'
Cats are screamin'
Streets are steamin'
Gods own heats the devil' demon, yeah


. . .


I don't know but I've been told
The streets of hell are paved with gold
Crazy, crazy
You told me that nothing's free
Except my own insanity
Crazy, maybe
Wake me, shake me
Wake me, shake me

You offer me the world and all its wealth
All for myself
You promised me a life eternally
And drink to my health
I may seem only half-glued
But I can see right through you

Burn it up, burn it down
Burn this sucker to the ground
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Going, going, going, gone
There's a party going on
And on, and on, and on

Do you think I don't know who you are
A fallen star
When I feel my soul scream out at night
I know you're not far
You need a better disguise
This one won't win any prize

Burn it up, burn it down
Burn this sucker to the ground
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Going, going, going, gone
There's a party going on
And on, and on, and on

Cleansed by fire, cleansed by fire
I may seem only half-glued
But I can see right through you

What about dark
What about light
What about wrong
What about right
What about death
What about sin
What about the web you're trying to spin

What about truth
What about life
What about glory
What about Christ
What about peace
What about love
What about faith in God above
What about war
What about hell
What if I stumble
What if I fell
What about blood
What about greed
And all of these things you're offering me

Yeah, what about me, little me
You lose and I win
You couldn't suck me in
It's over, you have no power
You're lost And I'm found
And I'm Heaven bound
Go back to where you belong
To where you fell
Go to hell


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