1.MF from Hell
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
There's a girl running around my head
I know she makes me frown
She may be crazy, she maybe not be right
She makes me feel like
Like a motherfucker from hell
Around her finger
She makes me sigh
With a look
The girl
She made me cry
She may be crazy, may treat me bad
She makes me feel like
Like a motherfucker from hell
Like the man said it's just a shot away
It happens Lord everyday
And she says it feels good
Damn I make her feel alright
And it's a damn sight better than I got from you
Damn woman she makes me oh so blue
Like a motherfucker from hell
She got me down spinning out of control
That woman
The devils own
She maybe be crazy, she may not be right
She makes me feel like
Like a motherfucker from hell
Like the man said it's just a shot away
It happens Lord everyday
And she says it feels good
Damn I make her feel alright
And it's a damn sight better than I got from you
Damn woman she makes me oh so blue
Like a motherfucker from hell
2.Cherry Lane
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
Now I know so consider yourself told
You fall for two women you'r living a joke
This will be my coming down
The final curtain, the final frown
'Cause that ain't love, no that's a lie
I know this baby I won't deny
The cold inside, the cold is good
And I know, I shouldn't go down
Cherry Lane, I walk down that street again
Cherry Lane, I walk down that street again
I know I won't give it up this time
I've been walking down a thin, thin line
Till they feel like, the one and the same
Cherry Lane
A boy is a boy, but a girl is a charm
That musn't be broken, that musn't be harmed
You must hold her gently, what else can you do？
And you know, you shouldn't go down
Cherry Lane, I walk down that street again
Cherry Lane, I walk down that street again
I know I won't give it up this time
I've been walking down a thin, thin line
Till they feel like, the one and the same
Cherry Lane
Who says what's right？ You can't see
You ain't left free from being guilty
Crawling so close to the line
And maybe just one more time down
Cherry Lane, I walk down that street again
Cherry Lane, I walk down that street again
I know I won't give it up this time
I've been walking down a thin, thin line
Till they feel like, the one and the same, the same
Right down
Cherry Lane
Cherry Lane
Cherry Lane
3.Blacken My Thumb
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
This is the last time I'll see your smile
And it seems like Heaven so divine
Of course you wonder, wonder why
So make it look good then decide
No tin cans tied back of car
Is that the way the story ends completely？
Because I sure ain't happy girl
Just because we say bitter sweetly
We're gettin' outta time
We're outta money, now I count in dimes
I guess you wonder, wonder why
So make it look good then decide
And I know I'll make you look good
And force a smile
Smile
'Cause there's a new way out you see
No sweet reunion, no sweet relief
Of course you wonder, wonder why
So make it look good then decide
Once again you've ridden me numb
Once again you've blackened my thumb
I guess you wonder, wonder why
So make it look good then decide
And I know I'll make you look good
And force a smile
Smile
Hey!
I grind my teeth and bite my tongue
Look at what, we've become, its
Got me feeling so oh low
Got me feeling low
I'll make you look good
And force a smile
Smile
Smile
Smile
Smile
Smile
Hey!
Won't you blacken my thumb？
Blacken my thumb
Blacken my thumb
Blacken my thumb
Blacken my thumb
...
4.Don't Come Knocking
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
Don't come knocking on my door
I don't wanna see your face no more
'Cause, girl, it's really smart
To forget I keep in the dark
So I say, let's move on
Wanna keep outta sight, outta mind
Outta sight, outta mind
Oh, just, just a shame
Not that I'm about to take the blame
Please find, find the heart
Say goodbye, learn to play the part
So I say, let's move on
Wanna keep outta sight, outta mind
Outta sight, outta mind
Don't come knocking on my door
I don't wanna see your face no more
It ain't a pleasure to see you go
But I'm much too cold to let you know
So I say, let's move on
Wanna keep outta sight, outta mind
Outta sight, outta mind
(Outta mind)
Don't come knocking on my door
(Outta mind)
I don't wanna see your face no more
(Outta mind)
Don't come knocking on my door
(Outta mind)
I don't wanna see your face no more
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
Don't come knocking on my door
...
5.O Woe Is Me
I may sound ungrateful
But tonight you know I am
How come some great big things
You can let slip through your hands
Oh, oh, oh, W-O-E is me
I'm a simple boy, I just need a simple girl
To tell me how it really is in this absurd world
Oh, oh, oh, W-O-E is me
Oh, whoa, oh, woe is me
Whoa, oh, woe is me
Whoa, oh, woe is me
Whoa, oh, woe is me
Somebody tell it to me straight
I need to learn how to see
I may just sound ungrateful, but I just
I just have to be me
I need a little lesson
Really need to be taught
How I should be filled
So hope to brighten this world
Oh, oh, oh, W-O-E is me
Oh, whoa, oh, woe is me
Whoa, oh, woe is me
Whoa, oh, woe is me
Whoa, oh, woe is me
Somebody tell it to me straight
I need to learn how to see
I may just sound ungrateful, but I just
I just have to be me
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,
Now I've got to remind myself
That hardly is a crime
Oh, oh, oh, W-O-E is me
So, whoa, oh, woe is me
Whoa, oh, woe is me
Whoa, oh, woe is me
Whoa, oh, woe is me
Somebody tell it to me straight
I need to learn how to see, yeah
I may just sound ungrateful, but I just
I just have to be me, yeah
You know I just have to be me
6.Messin' Around
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
If it's pure and it's simple
Does it make it right？
Like I always said child
Life is hardly black and white
When you're
(Messin')
Messin' around
(Messin')
Messin' around
Girl slide up to you
Lightening bolts in her eyes
You know her actions
Speak louder than words
You know that it's hard to fight
(Messin')
Messin' around
(Messin')
Messin' around
So keep coming on baby
Keep coming on strong
Maybe you can save me
But before too long
We'll be coming on baby
We'll be coming on strong
My dead eyes will open to light in this world
Before too long
If it's pure and it's simple
Does it make it right？
Like I always said my child
Life is hardly black and white
(Messin')
Messin' around
(Messin')
Messin' around
So keep coming on baby
Keep coming on strong
Maybe you can save me
But before too long
We'll be coming on baby
We'll be coming on strong
My dead eyes will open to light in this world
Before too long
So keep coming on baby
Keep coming on strong
Maybe you can save me
But before too long
We'll be coming on baby
We'll be coming on strong
My dead eyes will open to light in this world
Before too long
(Messin')
Messin' around
(Messin')
Messin' around
7.Girls Best Friend
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
My girls best friend she told me
She said 'All your love's in vain'
Said 'That girls gonna leave you'
So I sing this love refrain
That girl she's gonna walk out that door
So you better treat her right
So I'm treating her right
I ran back home to tell her
That I still ached for her touch
A man don't wanna believe none
That he hurt this woman oh so much
The note sat there by the front door
It said 'I left tonight'
But I treated her right
I treated her right, I treated her right
I treated her right, I treated her right, yeah
Broke down on the doorstep
Tear come to my eye
Should've believed that woman
She could tell no lie, she could tell no lie
Knock on the door next evening
A shadow, a familiar outline
Yes she come up and smile at me
And I know I'm gonna feel fine
My futures looking bright and rosy
My girls best friend puts her hand in mine
Now I'm feeling alright
I'm feeling alright, I'm feeling alright
I'm feeling alright, I'm feeling alright
Now I'm feeling, now I'm feeling
I'm feeling alright
8.You Can't Find Me
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
Come on, my lover, come on, my lover
There is so much we could ever discover
She said, 'Boy, you can't find me, no, you can't find me
But, girl, you can find me, yes, you can find me here'
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I felt alone today
Hey, hey, hey, hey
There's nothing left nothing left to say
Just nothing, you can do nothing
Since you broke my heart in two
Oh, right on
Maybe discover a new way to love her
What's the girl hiding underneath those covers？
Singing, 'Boy, you can't find me, no, you can't find me
But, girl, you can find me, yes, you can find me here'
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I felt alone today
Hey, hey, hey, hey
There's nothing left nothing left to say
Just nothing, you can do nothing
Since you broke my heart in two
Oh, right on
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I felt alone today
Hey, hey, hey, hey
There's nothing left nothing left to say
Just nothing, you can do nothing
Since you broke my heart in two
Oh, right on
I said, 'Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me'
Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me
Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me
Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me
Girl, you can't find me, I know, you can't find me
Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me
Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me
Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me
Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me
Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me
Girl, you can't find me, I know you can't find me
9.Get Up! (Don't Fight It)
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
I'm past the point of no return
It's do or die you see
Oh, I'm through with mysteries
Of the beautiful symmetry
This is the place I don't care to be
I tip my hat to this make believe
There's no doubt I can't control the pace
No doubt about it, so stamp your feet and
Get up, don't fight it
Get up, don't fight it
Hear the conversation, steamy adoration
For the phony eccentricity
The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine
Take two in the morning and you'll be just fine
This is the place I don't care to be
I tip my hat to this make believe
There's no doubt I can't control the pace
No doubt about it, so stamp your feet and
Get up, don't fight it
Get up, don't fight it
Get up and say the conversation, steamy adoration
Phony eccentricity
The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine
Take two in the morning and you'll be just fine
Get up, don't fight it
Get up, don't fight it
And don't fight
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
10.Lucille
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
â½Hey thereâ she said â½Looking good
What you doing tonight？â
One look and I know I can't control
This feeling stirring inside
'Cause it's not love, it's something more
It will brake love, throw to the floor, yeah
Darling I'd love to feel that way
And stand right by your side
Oh, Lucille come to take me away
Cause tonight love ain't on my mind, alright
I shake my head, what I'm doing is wrong
Will this moment pass me by？
I know I'll regret it, just try and forget it
This feeling just wont subside
'Cause it's not love, it's something more
It will brake love, throw to the floor, yeah
Darling I'd love to feel that way
And stand right by your side
Oh, Lucille come to take me away
But tonight love ain't on my mind, alright
Darling I'd love to feel that way
And stand right by your side
Oh, Lucille come to take me away
'Cause tonight love ain't on my mind
And Lucille, with your golden hair
Why you plague me this way？
Oh Lord I was in love with a woman
But hey she led me astray, astray
Lucille
Lucille
Lucille
...
11.I Got No Words
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
Like a liar, like a thief
Like a worn-torn child who needs release
I'm feeling hazy force from the blow
I just can't find the words to let you know
I got no words
I got no words for you
I got no words
I got no words for you
Call the system that ain't right
I don't play to win 'cause I don't wanna fight
I'm reeling hazy, a force from the blow
I just can't find the words to let you go
I got no words
I got no words for you
I got no words
I got no words, it's true
Well I made you suffer, I let you fall alone
Was undecided, keep creeping oh for more
I made you suffer I let you fall alone
Well I made you suffer, I let you fall alone
Was undecided, keep creeping oh for more
I made you suffer I let you fall alone
I made you suffer, I made your skin crawl
I know a place where the old can die alone
I made you suffer I made your skin crawl
Oh oh oh oh no
I got no words
I got no words
I got no words
Well I got no words
Oh no no
12.What I've Lost
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
See that girl, she got a pretty face and all
Sometimes the call of the wild can make you feel like a criminal
I don't know that I shouldn't pretend
'Cause the truth hurts honey, oh it offends
I just don't know nothing, that's an absolute
What I've lost, I just can't get back
To the place, that we shared, hope you understand girl
What I've lost, I just can't get back
To the place, that we shared, hope you understand, my love
'Come on open your eyes, come on open your mindâ she said
You know it's fun to rewind and replay all the things we did
What once was lost just cannot be returned
What once was gone just cannot be returned
So I say
What I've lost, I just can't get back
To the place, that we shared, hope you understand girl
What I've lost, I just can't get it back
To the place, that we shared, hope you understand, my love
Oh no, can't believe that it's over, you better believe that
it's over
That it's over with you
You better believe that it's over, you better believe me
'Cause it's true, true, my my my love
'Cause what I've lost, I just can't get it back
To the place, that we shared, hope you understand girl
And what I've lost, I just can't get it back
To the place, that we shared, hope you understand, my love
My my love
My my love
My my love
hope you understand
Under, understand
13.Hong Kong Fury
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
Step by step and inch to inch
She draws closer than I'd wish
A little touch, a spark and itch
Creeps into me, telling me this
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, the Hong Kong
Her intentions, I would rather forget
It seems my fortunes have already been set
Anticipation of a deep regret
Got me soaking in a cold, cold sweat
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, the Hong Kong
Oh, her love is like a feverish disease
Oh, she got me down upon my knees
Oh, she got me begging please
On my knees, oh yeah
Tiny cut, strawberry blood
Broken heart, my face in the mud
She hit me hard, hard, hard as can be
Oh but I want her, I want that disease
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, the Hong Kong
Oh, her love is like a feverish disease
Oh, she got me down upon my knees
Oh, she got me begging please
On my knees, oh yeah
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, Hong Kong Fury
Hong Kong, the Hong Kong Fury
14.That Sure Ain't Right
Lyricist：Rudolf Deborst, Christian Livingstone, Matthew Osment, Philip
Somervell
Hurry up and wait, stand in line
Well, I got better things to do with my time
Hold my hand just for tonight
For that's the done thing for kids our age right
Well, that sure ain't cute so I'm gonna turn away
(My, my, my my baby)
Sure ain't cute so I'm gonna turn away
(My, my, my my baby)
Sure ain't cute, it sure ain't right
So out of touch, I keep out of sight
'Cause it can't and it won't and it can't
Stop the mechanism, start up the works
From the top of the stairs to the cellar it lurks
Hold my hand just for tonight
For that's the done thing for kids our age right
Well, that sure ain't cute so I'm gonna turn away
(My, my, my my baby)
Sure ain't cute so I'm gonna turn away
(My, my, my my baby)
Sure ain't cute, it sure ain't right
So out of touch, I keep out of sight
'Cause it can't and it won't and it can't stop
Oh, no, no
Hey, liked your smile
You don't know about fashion
But you know about style
Oh, it's a sin, how you gave it up
How you let them win
I'm sorry I don't mean to pry
I've sucked the conversation dry
'Cause it can't and it won't and it can't stop
Well, that sure ain't cute so I'm gonna turn away
(My, my, my my baby)
Sure ain't cute so I'm gonna turn away
(My, my, my my baby)
That sure ain't cute so I'm gonna turn away
(My, my, my my baby)
Sure ain't cute so I'm gonna turn away
(My, my, my my baby)
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