Your Filthy Little Mouth

She gets along, let alone

Ahe's premium

And I love to feel her each and every night

Damn straight

She's wild in overdrive

Feel it, Feels like something's getting right



A little lovin'

On my mind

A little lovin'

She's my machine!



It's getting late; I don't know

'bout 3 a.m.

And I'm drivin' in my '57 dream

She's red, she's wild

In overdrive and I'm coming to you from

all points in between



A little lovin'

On my mind

A little lovin'

She's my machine!



Look out

Kick it

Machine, machine

She's my machine

From L.A. to New York, London, and Moscow

The monkey is screamin'

He's spreading his spell

The monkey be God and make you beg on your knees

You'll be jonsin for somethin' to make you well...



Everybody's Got the Monkey

Hear the sub or human kind

Everybody's Got the Monkey



You got yours and I got mine



He's hungry for wealth

He's hungry for power

He make you so numb and cold to the core

The hunger of love

The hunger of lust

Make you crave the very thing you try to ignore



Everybody's Got the Monkey

Hear the sub or human kind

Everybody's Got the Monkey



You got yours and I got mine



Everybody's Got the monkey

In his head or on his back

Everybody's Got the Monkey

What I say is a simple fact



Homos and Heteros

Junkies and juicers

Pyschos and users

Abusers and losers

From problem brokers to TV viewers

There's a monkey for every man

Mom and Dad



Everybody's Got the Monkey

Hear the sub or human kind

Everybody's Got the Monkey



You got yours and I got mine



Everybody's Got the monkey

In his head or on his back

Everybody's Got the Monkey

What I say is a simple fact

Everybody's Got the Monkey

My train your station

Full speed across the nation

You'll be brownin' your Bermudas

When I blow this tomb with a view, yeah, all right

Third rail can't stand it

Santa Fe to the mid-Atlantic

I got a steel-wheeled radial

Prophylactic for you...

And I ain't afraid to use it now!



It takes up all your time

Being leader of the pack

Just when you get

That rat race licked

Well here come faster rats!



Big train

are you an engineer?

Big train

or a passanger,

Big train

Whatever gets

you to the top of the hill



You're on a Big train

strapped to the front of a

Big train

double stack thunder

Big train

and you're runnin'

just in front of the wheels



I've known fast livin' and I know wine, women

and songs become a long locomotive for me

That train be rollin' not me, I'm going before wine and

women turn into beer, the old lady and TV



All you ever wanted was to tap dance, run away

Sometimes you win sometimes you lose

Sometimes it rains right on your...



Big train time gets movin'

Big train when ya' don't know what you're doin'

Big train and you're wonderin' if you ever will



Big train aw honey are with me

Big train or is the rain doin sixty

Big train maybe you're standing still



Big train gets movin'

Big train Don't know what you're doin'

Big train and you're wonderin' if you ever will

Big train honey are with me

Big train or is the train doin sixty, baby

Maybe you're standing still



Always another train pulling into

that station: and I'll be smilin' again

Can't help it that's the kind of guy I am



Awe reap!

I learned half of what I know

From the worst teacher goin'

Experience

That school's too slow

An' I know folks

Smart ones from the city

Who gone and made a life's work

And a decade later

they still do it shitty

Experience

That's experience for ya

Moves kinda slow

You get off the bus

The same guy that got on 20 years ago



And as I feel it

Is it art or imitating?

'Cause if it's art

Then all my life's been fingerpainting

Had my best luck, though

With a big easel

I'd rather be an art project, babe

Than just weasel out with wearin' one

And come to suspect the whole experience



Experience, I think I understand

Is it like doin' 90

Her top's down

An' wind's in your beer can

That single moment on a bungee jump

You're down goin' down

You're comin' up now



I think I felt that before

It was kind of an experience



One shining moment lost in time

The one with the showroom shine

Well, I'm sorry girl

Yes, I'm sorry boy

But I feel that way all the time



Till I finally made it

Life was kinda hit or miss

But after I made it

Life was "Take a hit of this"

And I'd love to talk philosophy

But I've gotta take a piss

Man, that philosophy runs right through ya

Take it from me baby

I've got experience



All right

Experience, Do I understand

Is it like doin' a hundred

Her top's down

An' wind's in your beer can

That single moment, babe, on a bungee jump

You're down goin' down

You're comin' up now



Don't look down

That special moment lost in time

The one with the showroom shine

I'm sorry babe

Yes, I'm sorry babe

But I feel that way all the time

All right!

Give it to me now



I know I ain't lucky in nothin'

Well, that's a constant unemployment line

An' I know, I ain't lucky in nothin'

Spent a year there last night

Sure I'm on the road to ruin

Only gonna ruin just a little bit

Well, that's the trouble with self-improvement

Only I know when it's time to quit

Cause I'm gonna make it

One more payment and that's it



A Little bit of luck

How bout it?

All right

A little bit of luck

I've got it

All right



Give it to me now



Enough with the inner city

My baby ran off with my best friend

But when I heard, I took it easy

Cause I knew I'd see those girls again

(Oh, my God)

Peace was the solution

And livin' in harmony

So when I go to the movies

I pay for three

Angels gotta smile every once in a while

So why not on me?



A Little bit of luck

How bout it?

All right

A little bit of luck

I've got it

All right



Give it to me now



Look at that

When you reach out to touch somebody, baby

Reach out for me

Cause this lucky penny is gonna land heads up



I know I ain't lucky in nothin'

That's a constant unemployment line

An' I know, I ain't lucky in nothin'

Spent a year there last night

Sure I'm on the road to ruin

Only gonna ruin just a little bit

Well, that's the trouble with self-improvement

Only I know when it's time to quit

Cause I'm gonna make it

One more payment and that's it



A Little bit of luck

How bout it?

All right

A little bit of luck

I've got it

All right



Give it to me now

Tritt: David, maybe you could help me without going back and listening to the lyrics

Roth: Sure, what's up, Travis?

Tritt: You know what, do we wanna do everything in unison

Or you wanna swap back and forth?

Roth: How 'bout I take the first two line

And you take the second two lines

And we just rock on from there?



She came from Dallas

That kid was aces

She dressed like Texas

Wide open spaces

He drove a pickup and wore no underwear

She sang the words wrong

But he don't care

They both were trouble

They took a chance

Now, every snowflake pleads, "Not Guilty"

After the avalanche



Now get it straight

Or honey, give it up

You got to get right back to where you started from

Are we gonna be late

At the gate of dreams?

Destiny's a complicated thing



I was leavin' but I'm thinkin' that I ougtha stay, yeah

I wanna chase you cross the dance floor at that old Cheatin' Heart Cafe



She was atomic without a doubt

That cowgirl shirt she wore contained a lot of fallout

He was a cowboy, was what she wanted

The closest to a cow she'd been was eating at McDonald's

Just liked barbed wire

Her attitude

Protected the turf without obstructing the view



Now get it straight

Or honey, give it up

You gotta get right back to where we started from



She took her clothes off

but kept the boots

He wanted Wonder Woman

To tie him up and make him Tell the Truth

All right

Nothin' but the truth



See I was leavin' but I'm thinkin' that I ougtha stay, yeah

And I see that honey I have lost my way

We got a permanent place at that old Cheatin' Heart Cafe



You know we do

Well, all right!



Doncha wanna go?

I wanna chase you round the dance floor

At that old Cheatin' Heart Cafe

Chase each other round the room some, girl

Comin' to get ya



Get it back

Gotta get right back

I'm laying naked with ya

After making love

I caught a cold

I barely made it home

You said you loved me only

I felt no pain

And then I crashed my rent-a-car in the pouring rain

Seen it on a billboard

And I believe it's so

It said, "The only thing you know for certain

is 'Hey, you never know'"



My friend Jerry's feet are achin'

Says he's hittin' bottom

Says it's a sex problem

He told me so

I told him

"Jerry ain't the lovin' that you're makin' buddy

It's layin' out all night

And lookin' for it that makes you slow

Want some advice

And it's free for a reason you know

They say you only live twice

I said, "Hey, you never know" And the hula girls go...(ahhh)

You never, I said you never, never,

You Never Know



I'll make suggestions honey

You make the choices

Your Kodak moment's comin'

I'll keep the motor runnin'

I stand corrected baby

I'm hearin' voices honey

You got my engines hummin'

And now I'm really runnin'



Right up your driveway

Playin' hide in your hole

I'm on cruise control

And if they're sayin' that we're crazy

Well, Hey, You Never Know



There go them hula girls again...(ahhh)

You never, I said you never, never

You Never Know

Can't seem to sew

A single hole in my pocket

Lord, I've tried

Yeah, money talks

I should know

Mine always says, "Goodbye"

And I know that money can't buy love

I've parked my speedboat next to some

This jungleness badboy sufferer

Yes I have



Price of an education

Least now I know it's no big t'ing

No big thing



Time for these bootheels to be wanderin'

Towards those burning sands

A genetical testimony

That white boys simply cannot dance

Can't let that little stuff trip you up

I'll take the fattest chance

Now I've got the answer

To a question no one asked



So, here's two rules

I got for you

Great ones for living under

First, don't sweat that little shit

Second is, there ain't no other

Tattoos, scars, and missing parts

And all the rich have ever proven

Is they are to life

What American Bandstand is to the theory of evolution



Price of an education

Least now I know it's no big t'ing

No big thing

Who needs the aggrevation

Least now I know it's no big ting



Stamps in my passport

Now they're polaroids and drinkin' stories

And I've got some good ones

Now it's getting harder to ignore me

Now I'm believing half the reason

Just for leavin'is coming home

Where ya been

Who'd ya do

What'ya done?



I'll be lounging on the Rivera

Rivera couch that is...

When you're surfin' 40 footers

You don't need no tricks

The future's looking brigher

Every beer that I pour in me

But even this I have to say

With absolute uncertainty



Too much exasperation

Least now I know it's no big t'ing

No big t'ing



Price of an education

Least now I know it's no big ting



They finally tore the old schoolhouse down

Forever gone my history

Yeah, what used to be

And now when I go drivin' by

And point where I used to go to school

I'm pointing at an "A&P"

All I'm leavin' when it's time to go

Is my old blue jeans

an' gold brass zippo

Teach in turn

All these secret things I've learned

And all I got from history

And careful how you take it

Is recognize the same mistake

Everytime you make it



Price of an education

Least now I know it's no big t'ing

No big thing



Who needs the aggrevation

Least now I know it's no big ting

We burnt the city down here

Late last night

Dante's inferno meets the Price is Right

A lot like in the movies

And it smelled like vicory

I barely made it through

With some new shoes and a few CDs

1-800-SEE YA...

I heard somebody cheer

Now it's about a 12 mile walk

To get a goddamn beer



It makes you laugh

It makes you cry

It makes you piss

Don't have a heartattack



StreetLife, Night Life

Sex Life, Wild Life

You're Breathin' It



I saw this TV show on toxic waste

Just when I'm gettin' kinda used to the taste

Now I don't mind some danger

So, I took a little hit

And now a message 'bout the ozone layer

You're Breathin' It



And it smells so bad

It'll smack ya through the window so hard

You're pissin' Windex, no foolin'

Picknicking hard in your moma's backyard

With a Philly's blunt

And an uzi in the cooler



It makes you laugh

It makes you cry

It makes you piss

Don't have a heartattack



StreetLife, Night Life

Sex Life, Wild Life

You're Breathin' It

StreetLife, Night Life

Sex Life, Wild Life

You're Breathin' It



And if you think that violence

Never solved a thing, I differ

It solved some crackhead dealer

Down on 14th street much quicker

Explosions way uptown

And if you're wondering where our homeboy is 'bout now

(You're Breathin' Him...)

I know that everything in America

Must end with a kiss

But all of your addictions

Won't make me a prince

Guys gotta see it

Girls just love to hear

Then lend me your ear



She needed classical music

Or she couldn't make love at all

And I was up there frequently

And bringin' down the walls

Drop dead bombshell

Clean-cut classy gal

She was a good pal

Adn if you turned up the volume

You could hear the demons call

"Fuck me like Chopin

Or don't fuck me at all



Tell me what you want

And I'll take the scenic route

Tell me what you want

With Your Filthy Little Mouth



How bout a little Henry Miller

With your Huckleberry Finn

Assume the position, honey

Let's begin

You can do your penance

Right along with that special sin



And it's gotta be good

If we both want it so bad

Make you wanna sell your soul

Or maybe you already have

Call me sweet lordy, high-master Jesus

Tell me that you want it

Right where you're breathin'



Just let go

Ah, don't touch that dial



Here's a word about my ex-girlfriend

Towards the end conflict off and on

And I told her one night,

"Honey every time we fight

I'll write a verse to this song"



Well things got bad

And things got worse

Still I struggled on

So sit back and get all comfortable

'cause this little tune's

Six fucking hours long



Now every journey's got destinations

Which the traveler can't expect

So how's it I'm always

Winding up down here at land's edge?



Now if love is blind

Why did her stockings

Always look so cool?

You know I was paying attention

But somehow I got fooled



Well I gave her seven children

And a twelve room uptown shack

And when it all was over

Took a dozen lawyers to get half back



But I already got me a new gal to ruin my life

And she might just yet

So I'm helping her find an apartment

Down here at land's edge



Let's continue our discussion



Now take the traveler and the tourist

The essential difference is

The traveller don't where he's goin'

And the tourist don't know where he is

Small world till they lose your luggage, tho'

Take the stripper who lives next door

You'd swear this kid was 21 goin' on 44

Yeah, but luckily that ain't how she sees it

Got a new tattoo that says:

"When I die, send the body to heaven,

Lost the rest at land's edge."

When that evenin'

Sun go down

You won't find me hangin' round

I know the Night Life

Ain't no good life

But it's my life



All the people

Just like you and me

They all just dreamin'

Bout some old used to be

They know the Night Life

Ain't no good life

Yeah, but it's my life



Wait a minute

What's that I think I hear, I say!

Baby, listen to the blues

Hear what they say

Listen to the blues, baby

Hear the guitar play



Don't tell me life

Is just an empty thing

Nothing but people

A whold boulevard of broken dreams

Cause I know the Night Life

Ain't no good life

Yeah, but it's my life

First I take my finger

And put it on your skin

Makes a little white mark

And then it turns to red again



So if you're lazy on a Sunday

And you got nothin' to do

And you wanna get a sunburn

Come on up to the roof



I think your nose is peelin'

The sun is hot and clear

The city's fairly steamin'

I can taste your skin from here



So if you're lazy on a Sunday

Any Tuesday'll do

And you wanna get a Sunburn

Come on up to the roof



See, I was up here yesterday

Saw some pigeons on a power line

Looked like notes upon a music paper

I wrote it down

I guess Manhatten

Gets the last line

Sounds like...

Street Life, Night Life

Sex Life, Wild Life

You're Breathin' It



(Street Life)

We burnt the city down here

Late last night

(Night Life)

Dante's inferno meets the Price is Right

(Sex Life)

A lot like in the movies

And it smelled like vicory

(Wild Life)

I barely made it through

With some new shoes and a few CDs

Atmosphere

Are ya scared?



It makes you laugh

It makes you cry

It makes you piss

Don't have a heartattack



StreetLife, Night Life

Sex Life, Wild Life

You're Breathin' It



(Street Life)

I saw this TV show on toxic waste

(Night Life)

Just when I'm gettin' kinda used to the taste

(Sex Life)

Now I don't mind some danger

So, I took a little hit

(Wild Life)

And now a message 'bout the ozone layer

You're Breathin' It

Atmosphere

Are ya scared?



It makes you laugh

It makes you cry

It makes you piss

Don't have a heartattack



StreetLife, Night Life

Sex Life, Wild Life

You're Breathin' It



And if you think that violence

Never solved a thing, I differ

It solved some crackhead dealer

Down on 14th street much quicker

Explosions way uptown

And if you're wondering where our homeboy is 'bout now

(You're Breathin' Him...)



Start spreadin' the news

I'm leavin' today

I'm gonna be a part of it

In old New York

These vagabond shoes are ready to stray

If I can make it there

I make it anywhere

New York, New York