No Surprize
Nineteen seventy-oneWe all heard the starters gunNew York was such a pityBut at Max's Kansas City we won
We all shot the shit at the barA with Johnny O' Toole and his scarAnd then ole' Clive Davis saidHe's surely gonna make us a starI'm gonna make you a starJust the way you are
But with all his styleI could see in his eyesThat we is goin' on trialAnd it was no surprize
The boys kept kickin'...... As usual time would tellBut some bitch in the choirThrow water on the fire a hellShe loved to show and tellLord she loved to tell
But with all our styleYou could see in our eyesThat we is still on trialAnd it was no surprizeNo surprizeNo surprizeNo surprize
Midnight ladySituation fetalVaccinate your ass wit'chor phonograph needle
I say looky hereFriend of mineYou scratch like you need calamineFlamingo boots soles a creakin'Still in love and Puerto Rican too
Ridin' on wheels of hellSmokin' our axle greaseOh the backstage is rockin'And we're coppin' from the local policeThat's right the local policeOr the juctice of peace
So what with all our styleYou could see in our eyesThat we is still on trialBaby it's no surprizeNo surprizeNo surprizeNo surprize
Rock n' roll junkie whoreGot my foot inside the doorKnock knock... knock knock... knockNobody's keepin' score
Bad times go awayCome again some other dayTopaz and sazzafrazWill keep the blues away
Candy store rock n' rollCorporation jellyrollPlay the singles it ain't meIt's programmed insanityYou ASCAP if BMICould ever make a mountain flyIf Japanese can boil teasThen where the fuck's my royalties... aarYak yak yak yak 'oow