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Iggy Pop
Iggy Pop


Background information
Birth name James Newell Osterberg, Jr.
Born April 21, 1947
Born place Muskegon, Michigan, United States
Genre(s) Garage Rock
Hard Rock
Glam Rock
Years active 1967—present
Label(s) RCA Records
Virgin Records
Elektra Records
Associated acts Slash
David Bowie
The Stooges
The Iguanas
The Trolls
The Nymphs
Website Website



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Iggy Pop Album


Naughty Little Doggie (1995)
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I see my future shuffling
A shakey step at a time
I got no choice but careful
Thank God I've done my crime
The tools I see on tv
Can't stand it when they fake
A prick's a prick at any age
Why give one a break?

I wanna live
A little bit longer
I wanna live
A little bit longer
I wanna live
A little bit longer
I wanna live live live live live

The soul is in the eyeball
For anyone to see
I'm better than a Pepsi
I'm cooler than MTV
I'm hotter than California
I'm cheaper than a gram
I'm deeper than the shit I'm in
An' I don't really give a damn

I wanna live
A little bit longer
I wanna live
A little bit longer now
I wanna live
A little bit longer
I wanna live live live live live

Step up it's fight time
Kick scratch and bite time
Ain't talking about no more fun
But that don't bother my bad ass none

I wanna live
A little bit longer now
I wanna live
A little bit longer
I want to live live live live live
A little bit longer now
I wanna live live live live live
Just a little bit longer
I wanna live live live live live
Just a little bit longer
I wanna live live live live live
Just a little bit longer

. . .


The other day I was walking down 14th Street
It was a beautiful summer day
The sun was shining
And I found myself surrounded by latin american and dark women

And as I looked at their ankles,
Their knees and their thights,
And the curve of their bodies,
Their mysterious eyes
I couldn't help but thinkinng about their pussies
And I asked myself

Can your pussy talk
Can your pussy talk
Can your pussy smile
Can your pussy frown
Can your pussy prance
Can your pussy dance
Can your pussy walk
Can your pussy talk
Pussy, pussy walk

Now you know from time to time
My musical group and I have occasion to visit
The high schools, jr. high schools and
Other centers ol learning in this wonderful land of
The united States of America
And when I do, frorn time to time
I run into the young girls that attend these places
And I see them smiling at me with their young girl clothes
And while i smile back, I never say anything
But inside I'm thinkin
Can your pussy walk
Can your pussy talk
Can your pussy smile
Can your pussy frown
Can your pussy love
Can your pussy shove
Can your pussy dance
Can your pussy prance
Pussy, pussy walk

And then of course
Now all you men can relate to this
How sometimes you're suposed to go out of the house
And get something done
Like you're suposed to go to the store
And just go get a bottle of milk
Or just go to your job
And do it good and cone back home
But on the way, my God
There's a girl, and there's another girl, and there's another girl
And pretty soon you're surrounded
And your eyes are going one way
And your head is going another way
Ano your nose is going up
And your nose is going down
And you're thinking about that pussy
And it's become a real distraction
And you've gotta ask yourself
Can your pussy walk
Can your pussy talk
Can your pussy smile
Can your pussy frown
Can your pussy dance
Can your pussy prance
Can your pussy love
Can your pussy shove
All right
Pussy...Pussy walk
Now walk it now
Pussy pussy pussy pussy pussy pussy walk
Pussy pussy pussy pussy pussy pussy walk
Pussy pussy pussy pussy pussy pussy walk



. . .


I used to live in an innocent world
I had a car and a pretty blond girlfriend
We was too young to know what we were doing
And anyway I was just fooling around

Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
With a cute little monkey on my back
And a total disregard for the facts
I'd run away and never get back
From my innocent world

There ain't no reason to tell no lie
When you're young and you've got a lot of pie
Now I slink around like a killer
The things they say are just a lot of filler
In my mind, in my mind

Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Running, laughing in the sun
And always having lots of fun
Smoking dope and just being young
In my innocent world

Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
With a cute little monkey on my back
And a total disregard for the facts
I'd run away and never get back
From my innocent world

Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world


. . .


Fancy Apple lap top cost 5 grand
Fresh girl in a T-shirt silll looks best
Travel to a sunny quiet land
Layin' on the beach I miss my pests
Life's turning up the pressure

It's makin' me aggressive
The music sounds like dead ham
The dj is a con man
He's sayin'...

I I I want something from you
I I I want something from you
I I I want something from you
Knucklehead what can you do
What can you do?

One day I went out to buy a truck
I found one that looked so huge and big
Once I got that sucker on the road
I was looking down at everything
And I really liked that
Everyone obeyed me
I thought this is power
Like that religious hour
When the preacher says...

I I I want something from you
I I I want something from you
I I I want something from you
Knucklehead what can you do?

Something from you Something from you
Something from you Something from you

Once the telephone starts ringing I stop thinking
Sittin' at the TV I'm just blinking
Go to the compuler and I'm punching
What's this information that I'm munching
The leader and the followers
The rock star and the model
The general and the perverts
They're poking me where it hurts (ouch!)

I I I want something from you
I I I want something from you
I I I want something from you
Knucklehead what can you do?

. . .


A bird is sitting on the pavement
Someone broke his wing
Now that bird is going nowhere
And he's suffering

Now I understand the setup
I see everything
And the only way to go
Is defy, is defy, is defy

To belong here, to belong here, to belong here
I'm giving up my soul
To belong, to belong, to belong

A spider is sitting in a corner
Gonna catch a fly
Ths web is pulling tight around him
And the fly's I
But all I do is guard my pile
Cause it's my supply
And the only way to go
Is defy, is defy, is defy

To belong here, to belong here, to belong here
I'm giving up my soul


. . .


I woke up in the quiet dark
Fed the cat and hit the park
Cutest chicest chocolate queen
Look and smiled right at me
Keep on believing, keep on believing
Keep on believing, keep on believing

She said "hi" without no sound
Made my head go Iight and 'round
She was dressed to kill tne pope
Ard what she did she gave me hope
I smiled back without no sound
I said "hi" and left the ground
Keep on believing, keep on believing, keep on believing

Life won't leave me alone
Trouble won't leave rne alone
Strenght don't leave me alone
Truth don't leave me alone

She looked so bright in pixie hair
She made me know how much I cared
Her brown eyes gave me butterflies
Sho towed my soul up to the sky
Keep on believing, keep on believing
Keep on believing, keep on believing

. . .


ally goes 'round the roses
Every night
Trying to find a warm place
To spend the night
She becomes a target
Soon as she rise
Somebody wants to cut her
Down to his size

It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
The feeling's in my bones
It won't leave me alone

I'm going out, outa my head, I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outa my head, I'm going out, outta my head

Jimmy goes round the dumpsters every day
Trying to find a way ot
Some kind of way
He knows he's a target
Everyone is
Strangle that rock and roll star
Make him eat jizz

It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
The feeling's in my bones
It won't leave me alone

I'm going out, outa my head, I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outa my head, I'm going out, outta my head

. . .


One day as I was walking
Through an airport corridor
I saw a comely goth girl
With tattos on her form
She gezed up with her pretty white fece
And shone her eyes on me
She shined my shoes and then I knew
That I would spellbound be

Her hair was not the shiniest
Her skin was not like silk
But she had a way of looking
That made me wanna milk
As I sat high above her
Her cleavage I could see
I contemplated both of them
That's how she spellbound me

She wore black on her clothing
And she wore black on her boots
Lt was Lollapalooza day
But she didn't Iike he groups
I got lost in her pale skin
And wanted to stay down
But I had someone waiting
So I left spellbound

So if you're dark and lovely
And you see me passing by
A smile I'd appreciate
And a little bit of crime
I haven' got a dollar
And I haven't gol a crown
I wander lost across this earlh
I'm just spellbound


. . .


Gamblin on instincts well here's what I found
Voice from my pocket starts pulling me down
Tells me my bucks ain't enough
And life doesn't have to be rough

But a little white cloud
Tells me what I crave
And the way I feel
Means my heart is saved
And the money goes 'round
And the babes are babes
And the way I feel
Means my heart is saved

Personally I like midwestern tows
I like the girls there and even the clowns
But now I've been out on the wheel
Out where you're worth what you steal
And I can't go back to a yesterday
No I can't turn back 'cause my heart is saved
And I gotta believe all night and all day
And when I believe my heart is saved

I'm weird and half-dead
There's a fortune in my head
Don't touch me
My heart is saved

Gamblin on instincts well here's what I found
Voice from my pocket starts pulling me down
Tells me my bucks ain't enough
And life doesn't have to be rough

But a little white cloud tells me what I crave
And the way I feel means my heart is saved
And I gotta believe all night and all day
And when I believe my heart is saved


. . .


I slept wlth Sable when she was 13
Her parents were too rich to do anything
She rocked her way around L.A
'Til a New York doll carried her away

Look away Look away

Now he was blond and she was dark
They called him Thunder 'cause he had the spark
The dream he dreamed was straight and pure
But the confusion of life was gonna get him for sure

Look away Look away

They shared their clothes and their cowboy boots
Left them all over the floor while they dyed their roots
They live the dreann and they went non-stop
They did' ok 'til the band broke up

Look away Look away Look away Look away

Unfortunately the needle broke
Their rock and roll love like a bicycle spoke
I found her in a back street with her looks half gone
She was sellin something that I was on

Look away Look away

Now Thunder and me did not part friends
What we did once I wouldn't do again
So he stayed with the pure dream and followed the moon
'Til the drugs in his body made his mind a cartoon

Look away Look away

So a few years later Thunder died broke
Sable had a baby back at her folks
Me I went straight and serious too
There wasn't much else that I could do

Look away Look away

So now that I'm straight I'm settled too
I eat and I slesp and I work like you
I got lots of feelings but I hold them down
That's a way I cope with this shitty town

Look away Look away
Look away Look away

. . .


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