Take it easy on me.
It should be easy to see.
I’m getting lost in a crowd.
Hear me crying out loud.
Just want you to know.
I know that you have to go.
It’s all up to you but whatever you do, take it easy on me.
Well I’m runnin’ down the road tryin’ to loosen my load
Got a world of trouble on my mind
Lookin’ for a lover who won’t blow my cover
She’s so hard to find
Take it easy
Take it easy
Don’t let the sound of them old wheels drive you crazy
Running through my head secretly
The shout of the boys in the factory
I’ll ring you on the telephone silently
Like blood, like wine in the darkroom scene
Darkroom scene
Hodad made the scene,
Totin’ a six-pack of cold cola,
A stogie smokin’ in hand,
A groovin’ in his sandals…
Gotta keep a’rockin’ while I still can,
Got a two-pack habit,
And a motel tan,
When my boots hit the boards,
I’m a brand new man…
These boots are made for walking,
And that’s just what they’ll do,
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
Oh second thought
I should be walking right back into your arms, again
She seemed to be so proud of me just walking holding hands
And she didn’t think that money was the measure of a man
And we seemed to fit together when I held her in my arms
And it left me feelin’ warm, when I loved her.
The best things in life are free
But you can give them to the birds and bees
I want money
That’s what I want
That’s what I want
That’s what I want
Your love is such a thrill
But your love won’t pay my bills
I want money
That’s what I want
That’s what I want
That’s what I want
Money, get back
I’m all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack
Money, it’s a hit
Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit
I’m in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Who needs it, who needs it
I need it like a hole in the head
Who needs it, who needs it
This is the era, the era of the living dead
It’s the same old theme
Since nineteen-sixteen
In your head, in your head, they’re still fighting
With their tanks, and their bombs
And their bombs, and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are dying
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What’s in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ie-ie oh
I was working in the lab, late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab, began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise
He did the mash, he did the monster mash
The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash
And now I’m laughing up my sleeve
I’m talking through my hat
I’m whistling past the graveyard
IS THIS A COOL WORLD OR WHAT
A strange force drew me to the graveyard
I stood in the dark
I saw the shadows wave
And then I looked and saw my sweater
Lyin’ there upon her grave
She walks these hills in a long black veil,
She visits my grave when the night winds wail…
Nobody knows,
Nobody sees,
Nobody knows but me
Nobody knows the troubles I’ve seen
Nobody knows my sorrow
Mask up my pain, hold back my tears
I’m going insane; nobody knows
All by myself, let the rain hit me
I’m going insane; nobody knows
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearing it apart, boo-hoo
You stepped on my ass
You’re breakin’ my glasses too
You won’t drive my car, might be a star
I’ve had enough of you
I’m goin’ insane
There’s no one to blame so fuck you
Go blame the rain and the wind and darkness
Blame the world for the way things have turned out to be
Blame whatever you please
But don’t
Don’t blame it on me