Cheap Trick Album

You remind a little of Hitler
You even resemble his picture
Oh violins will playing
On your grave

I saw your crying
I caught you lieing
I know you cheated
Inside you're laughing
You got me running
You got me hiding
No sympathy
For your symphony of lieing

Violins
They'll be playing playing
On your grave
They'll be playing playing

Tell those invited
Tell those invited
Our kids was playing
The band is silent
You got me running
You got me hiding
No sympathy
For your symphony of lieing

Violins
They'll be playing playing
On your grave
They'll be playing playing
Violins
They'll be playing playing
On your grave
They'll keep playing playing

You got me running
You got me hiding
I know you cheated
Inside your laughing
You got me running
You got me hiding
So sympathy
For your symphony of lieing
You got me running
You got me hiding
I know you're lieing
You got me running
You got me
You got me
You really got me
You got me
You got me
You really got me

Years ago, our love was told
Reminded those of love
Like in a storybook

Now we're fighting every day
This ain't love, This is hate
Get it straight
Take a break
Storybrook

Years ago our love was told
Reminisced and kissed
The fifties flame
So we've been told
Now we're fighting every day
This ain't love
This is hate
Get it straight
Take a break
Donnybrook

Pretty pictures of the queens themselves
You had my 8 by ten on your shelf
You sold me cheap
And I cried for help

You stayed with us through thick and thin
You sat and watched with quaaludes and gin
And clapped a lot

Were you there
When we were almost crucified and died
A thousand deaths?
No?
Well, thanks a lot

4 kings with an army strong
You knew the words to all our songs
You stayed with us all night long

Pretty pictures of the queens themselves
You had my 8 by ten on your shelf
You sold me cheap
And I cried for help
Well thanks a lot

I need love
There's nothing to do
Don't need better
Like a kick in the head
No doubt about it
You're an angel
And little angel
This is what I say
I want to you hold you
I want you to touch my hand
Don't think about it
For a minute
'Cause there's no time like now
Our eyes met
In the evening
Now I want to see you everyday
No doubt about it
You're an angel
And little angel
This is what I say
I want to you hold you
I want you to touch my hand
Don't think about it
For a minute
'Cause there's no time like now
I need love

I need love
As much as you do
Don't need better
Like a kick in the head
No doubt about it
You're an angel
And little angel
This is what I say
I want to you hold you
I want you to touch my hand
Don't think about it
For a minute
'Cause there's no time like now
I need love

Going down the road
With a friend or two
Ain't nothing in the world
In the world I can't do
You thought you'd seen it all
You ain't seen nothing new
In the world I can't do

I'm ready to rock
I'm a rock n roller
And I can't control myself

Big city
Big lights
Can see it up ahead
No one can stop me
I'm driving ahead
Make a name for myself
And I'll be number one
Turn around and turn around
And know I'm number one

I'm ready to rock
I'm a rock n roller
And I can't control myself
I can really rock
Rock n roller
And I can't control myself

I'm the man
In a rock n roll band
I'm the man for you baby
I'm the man
I'm a man
In a rock n roll man
I'm the man for you baby
Yes I'm the man
Yes I am
I'm the man in a rock n roll band
I'm the man for you baby
I'm the man
In a rock n roll band

I like you
And I like this town
I mean you
And this wonderful town
I like you
You put a smile on my face

Ohmtown town it's my kind of place
I like the pace
I like the pace of this place
I like the style
I'd like to stay here a while
I like the birds
Singing in the trees
I like the girls
And they like me

The kind of town you can kick off your shoes
The kind of town can take away the blues
The kind of town we can all use
Ohm Sweet Ohm

Ohmtown it's my kind of place
Ohmtown you put a smile on my face
Ohmtown it must be love
Ohm Sweet Ohm

I like the pace
I like the pace of this place
I like the style
I'd like to stay a long while
I like the birds
Singing in the trees
I like the girls
And they like me

The kind of town you can kick off your shoes
The kind of town could take away any blues
The kind of town we can all use
Ohm Sweet Ohm

Ohmtown it's my kind of place
Ohmtown you put a smile on my face
Ohmtown it must be love
Ohm Sweet Ohm
Ohm Sweet Ohm Sweet Ohm
Ohm Sweet Ohm