1.Wait
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
Tell me what you've done yourself
I would like to know
Write it on the rocks and then
Tell me where to go
Why you say wait？
Wait
Tell me you're the lucky one
How fast you can throw
Tell me all the things you've done
I would like to know
Why you say wait？
Why？
Tell me how you like yourself
Tell me how you go
Unlike you were someone else now
I want to know
Why you say wait？
Why you say？
Oh, wait
Why you say？
Why you say, wait？
Why you say？
Why you say wait？
So tell me something bad you've done
Tell me 'bout your ghost
Tell me 'bout the game you won
And the one who lost
Why you say wait？
Wait
Tell me 'bout your magic touch
Every coin you toss
The cat get out, the dog get in
That's how it's always been
Why you say wait？
Why？
Now tell me what's so funny, man
Tell me, what'd I miss？
Write it on the rocks and then
Tell me how it is
Why you say wait？
Why？
Why you say
Oh wait？
Why you say？
Why you say wait？
Why you say？
Why you say wait？
Why you say？
Why you say wait？
Why you say？
It's not worth saving, when you say wait
Why you say？
It's not worth saving, when you say wait
Why you say wait？
It's not worth saving, when you say wait
Why you say？
It's not worth saving, when you say wait
Why you say wait？
Why
Nothing
When you say
Hmm
Nothing
2.Jewel Thief
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
Jewel thief, where do you get all those pretty necklaces？
Jewel thief, where do you get all those silver pistols？
Jewel thief, where do you get all those animal heads？
With lovely posture you eat bread
Carefully chewing when they shot you dead
You look like a mannequin with your mouth full
Don't worry, baby, I'll take care of you
You got a million horses at your door
You got a feeling that you'll need a million more
I got a million horses of my own
In the evening, one by one they carry me home
I'll get your telephone, I'll run a comb through your dead thief
hair
Tell them you're not home, I'll wear your pretty clothes
And shoot your stolen guns
Jewel thief, you and I are gonna be best friends
3.Hand
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
I called her yesterday and she told me, that
Well, she was just talking me about the weather man on
television
And I'd thought you'd be interested in knowing about this
It's pretty interesting, but well, well
Before they actually put the weather man on the television
With the weather board
They just put the weather man's hand pointing to stuff
And sometimes, they drew on the boards like
They would draw clouds as rain
And, sometimes they would draw maybe, lightning
And, and sometimes a sun if it was gonna' be sunny
But the thing that they did the weather man had to get
Get to the station early because
There was, they had to get make-up put on their hand
4.Cat Claw
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
It's time to stand on top of fingers from the bell
Tell me sugar how you felt now, come on sugar, tell now
Can't stand your face until it took off
I wouldn't give a fuck but the love here is such a long walk
If this all goes well you won't have nothing
So tell you dead wrong, dead wrong and now you're long gone
Hang out for minute and re-think
Question, tell me what she'd done just one, 'cause I can't see
nothing
So, one, two and
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
Got my hand caught in a cat claw, scream
On everyone's that time looks around they're talking trees
You know never know who's coming, might easy be me, you know
Give up for my love, cause that's too much, fuck
So, one, two and
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
It's time to stand on top of fingers from the bell
Tell me sugar how you felt here, come on sugar, tell now
Can't stand your face until it took off
I wouldn't give a fuck but the love here is such a long walk
So, one, two and
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
You got it, I want it, you got it, I want it, you got it, I want
it
5.Monkey 23
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me talk like that
There's a monkey on my back
Makes me act like that
6.Pull a U
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
Pull a U in a sexy car
Got your black magic
And your two dollar
Pull a U in ya dust, dusty car
Got your black magic
And your two dollar love
Pull a U with that sexy look
Got your black magic
And your two dollar love
Pull a U honey and get me too
I'm your black magic
And your two dollar, go right
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
Don't clean it up, don't lean it back
Get on the hood, ain't nothing to lose
Sit at your two dollar love
They pull the string on everything
Your black magic
And your two dollar love, go right
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
I'm not trying to wake you up
Black magic and your two dollar love
Black magic and your two dollar love
Black magic and your two dollar love
Black magic and your two dollar love
Go right
7.Dropout Boogie
Lyricist：Herb Bermann, Don Van Vliet
You wanna do what, you wanna do what
I told you what, I told you what
You wanna do what, you wanna do what
I told you what, I told you what
Go to school, go to school
Just take, just take
Dropout, dropout
You getta job, you getta job
Dunno whattit, dunno whattit
What it's all about, what it's all about
You told her, ya love her, so bring her the butter
You love her, adapt her, you love her, adapt her
Adapt her, adapter, adapt her, adapter
What about after that？ What about after that？
Support her, support her
She says she's no boarder
Getta job, getta job
You gotta support her
You told her you loved her
So bring her the butter
You love her, adapt her
You love her, adapt her
Adapt her, adapter
8.Gypsy Death ＆ You
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
You knock on a door
She don't recognize your voice no more
So she got on an airplane, na na, na na na
Na na, not so long after
Stripped down from the fever
Laid down in her hotel bed
Wouldn't take no phone calls at all
Didn't want no more voices in her head
That's the way that you feel
That's the way that you feel
If that's the way that you feel, honey, then
That's the way that you feel
In the blue part of the evening
Sometimes it's hot
She thinks she hears you coming
But she's stuck against the wall
Oh, she want, she want, so she do what she do
But now when she looks at you
She covers one eye 'cause she can see into your mind
She no longer wants to
That's the way that you feel
That's the way that you feel
If that's the way that you feel, honey, then
That's the way that you feel
9.Hitched
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
Don't you leave me here, don't you leave me here
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get hitched
Get back, get by, get a room, give me 105
Don't lie, don't care don't answer if you call me there
Don't you leave me here, don't you leave me here
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get hitched
Lay down by the road, black rocks and a can of holes
Gone four, gone five sweating, cussing on the mean side
Don't you leave me here, say don't you leave me here
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get hitched
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get hitched
Sit tight, getting by got a room, got my 10-5
Say it son, get gone smiling all like a dead-eyed dog
Don't you leave me here, don't you leave me here
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get hitched
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get hitched
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
Keep, keep on your mean side
10.Black Rooster
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
You want to cuss and fight
In the basement
The kid want to cuss and fight
In the basement
Warm black rooster, worn, white hand
The young kids got my name
You like to cuss and fight
In the basement
The kid like to cuss and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle snake on in the basement
The young snake's got my name
You wanna swing that hand
In the basement
The kid wanna swing that hand
In the basement
Drop your medicine, six white sons
The young snake's got my name
You want to cuss and fight
In the basement
The kid want to cuss and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle snake on in the basement
The young snake's got my name
I'm not comin' home again
I'm not comin' home again
I'm not comin' home again
I'm not comin' home again
You wanna fuck and fight
In the basement
The kid wanna fuck and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle snake on in the basement
The young snake's got my name
You wanna fuck and fight
In the basement
The kid like to fuck and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle snake, six white sons
The young kid's got my name
I'm not comin' home again
I'm not comin' home again
I'm not comin' home again
I'm not comin' home
I'm not comin' home again
I'm not comin' home again
You like to cuss and fight
In the basement
The kid like to cuss and fight
In the basement
Got a rattle skate on in the basement
The young snake's got my name
11.Fried My Little Brains
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
Got six troubles, on my back
Like six little milk teeth, all gone bad
Won't move over, won't get gone
Won't move over
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Only got ten minutes, better get me good
Pull out my little milk teeth, pull good
Won't move over, won't get gone
Won't move over
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Won't move over, won't get gone
Won't move over, won't get gone
Won't move over, won't get gone
Won't move over
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
Fried my little brains
12.Superstition
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
Superstition is your modern eye
With original skin and original lie
Your modern shell wants to feed itself
You got elected now, honey, so, what the hell
Superstition is your modern eye
With original skin and original lie
Your modern shell wants to kill itself
You got elected now, honey, so, what the hell
Superstition is your modern eye
With original skin and original lie
Your modern shell wants to feed itself
You got elected now, honey, so, what the hell
13.Fuck the People
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
You wanna warnin'
You got a warnin'
Bet you somethin'
I can get your mouth shut
Bet you somethin'
I can get your mouth shut
You wanna warnin'
You got a warnin'
Stab your back
You wanna warnin'
You got a warnin'
Stab your back
You wanna warnin'
You got a warnin'
Stab your back
Bet you somethin'
I can get your mouth shut
Bet you something'
I can get your mouth shut
You wanna warnin'
You got a warnin'
Stab your back
Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people
Last moon a cigarette
Hang myself on a chandelier
Laughin' at another
On a funny thing
Bet you somethin'
I can get your mouth shut
Bet you somethin'
I can get your mouth shut
You wanna warnin'
You got a warnin'
Stab your back
Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people
Bet you somethin'
I can get your mouth shut
Bet you somethin'
I can get your mouth shut
You wanna warnin'
You got a warnin'
Stab your back
Last moon a cigarette
Hang myself on a chandelier
Laughing at another
On a funny thing
Bet you somethin'
I can get your mouth shut
Bet you somethin'
I can get your mouth shut
You wanna warnin'
You got a warnin'
Stab your back
Hey, fuck the people
Hey, fuck the people
Fuck the people
Fuck the people
14.Kissy Kissy
Lyricist：Jamie Hince, Alison Mosshart
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
I'm gonna stab your kissy, kissy mouth
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
I'm gonna stab your kissy, kissy heart
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
I'm gonna burn your kissy, kissy claw
It's been a long time coming
I'm gonna burn your kissy, kissy claw
I'm gonna stab your kissy, kissy heart
I'm gonna stab your kissy, kissy mouth
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming
I'm gonna stab your kissy, kissy mouth
I'm gonna stab your kissy, kissy mouth
I'm gonna stab your kissy, kissy mouth
15.Gum
Tell me
Tell me do you like that
I like it I think
I think I like it very much
I think I like to chew gum very much
Do you like it when I chew gum
Do you like the sound it makes
Come on tell me
I'm doing this for you
I like this
But I'm doing this for you.
Would you do this for me
Would you chew gum for me
Would you make this sound for me
I like this sound I think
I'm making this sound for you
Would you make this sound for me
16.Sugar Baby
got no sugar baby now;
It's all I can do for to see peace with you,
And I can't get along this a-way
oh, i can't get along this a-way.
All I can do, all I can say;
gonna send you to your mama next payday,
Send you to your mama next payday.
Who'll rock the cradle, who'll sing the song
Who'll rock the cradle when I'm gone,
Who'll rock the cradle when I'm gone？
I'll rock the cradle, I'll sing the song,
I'll rock the cradle when you're gone.
I'll rock the cradle when you're gone.
Oh I've got no honey baby now;
Oh I've got no honey baby now;
i got no sugar baby now.
Said all I can say, all I can do,
And I can't make a living with you,
Can't make a living with you.
17.The Search for Cherry Red
In every car that passes me on the street
I search for the particular face
The lipstick trembles under boomlights
The lipstick my own brothers only trace
Was the birthday birthday ashtray
Carried all along this way now (and)
It was a gift from my little sister
On the very same day they took her away
And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now
All your dreams are cherry red inside your head
And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now
All your dreams are cherry red inside
In Hollywood I got the phone call
That made my heart and my limosine stall
Falling down in the hotel hall again
Little drunk from the Warners' Christmas ball
Cut by love and cut by switchblade
He's been gone nearly half a decade
Cut by love and cut by switchblade
He's been gone nearly half a decade
I still remember my brother
I see his face on the billboards
and the polaroids that stayed on my pillow 'til the very sunset
said, great day
And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now
All your dreams are cherry red inside your head
And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now
All your dreams are cherry red inside
And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now
All your dreams are cherry red inside your head
And it's painted cherry red, cherry red now
All your dreams are cherry red inside
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