I hollered, “Wake up, Jacob, stir up a light!
Y’ever see a man and a polecat fight?
Turn on the light and let me in!
Wake up, Jacob, let me in!”
Wake up, little Susie, wake up
The movie wasn’t so hot
It didn’t have much of a plot
We fell asleep, our goose is cooked
Our reputation is shot
Here’s the moral and the story from the guy who knows
I fell in love and my love still grows
Ask any fool that she ever knew, they’ll say
Keep away from-a Runaround Sue
Morals tomorrow!
Comedy, comedy, comedy,
Comedy, comedy, comedy,
Comedy, comedy, comedy Tonight!
Day of Judgment, God is calling
On their knees the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
Oh lord, yeah!
You’re one of the special and you don’t have to pay
Your dividends are coming on the Judgement Day
Hey some people got a lot to answer for
We walk toward desire,
Hand and hand
Through fields of fire
With only love to light the way
On the road to Judgement Day
Running Bear dove in the water, Little White Dove did the same
And they swam out to each other through the swirling stream they came
As their hands touched and their lips met, the raging river pulled them down
Now they’ll always be together in their happy hunting ground
They call me the hunter, that’s my name
A pretty woman like you, is my only game
I bought me a love gun, just the other day
And I aim to aim it your way
Seems there is no hunter left without his hunting gun
Can you feel the light, the air is wild open
Oh you see the light it’s coming through
It’s there in the distance
Always offered to me
Always coming over a hill
Though we’re apart,
I think of you still.
For you are my thrill
On Blueberry Hill.
The thrill is gone
It’s gone away for good
The thrill is gone baby
It’s gone away for good
Someday I know I’ll be open armed baby
Just like I know a good man should
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no one’s gonna save you from the beast about to strike
You know it’s thriller, thriller night
You’re fighting for your life inside a killer Thriller tonight
Seek her
Seduce her
Tame her
Blame her
Have her
Kill her
Feast on it all
Beat her, mistreat her, do anything that you please
Bite her, excite her, make her get down on her knees
Abuse her, misuse her, she can take all that you’ve got
Caress her, molest her, she always does what you want
I’d rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Or you won’t know where I am
(so much for J. Lennon’s rep)
[A clearer and more obvious opening has never existed in this thread to date…]
What’s your name, little girl?
What’s your name?
Shootin’ you straight, little girl?
Won’t you do the same?.
Go away, little girl,
Let’s call it a day, little girl,
So go away, little girl,
Before I beg you to stay.
One more day before the storm!
At the barricades of freedom.
When our ranks begin to form
Will you take your place with me?
It’s the calm before the storm
It’s the quiet before the war
It’s the time when all will be decided (All will be decided)
If nobody hears the echoes on the wind