Rocks
Back In The Saddle
Back In The Saddle
( Tyler / Perry )
I'm back
I'm back in the Saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
Ridin' into town alone
By the light of da moon
I'm looking for ole' Sukie Jones
She crazy horse saloon
Barkeep gimme a drink
That's when she caught my eye
She turned to gimme a wink
That'd make a grown man cry
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
Umm... come easy go easy alright
'Til the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight
I'm like a loaded gun
Peelin' off my boots and chaps
I'm saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks
I scream for more
Fools' gold outta their mines
The girls are soaking wet
No tongue's drier than mine
I'll come when I get back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm riding... I'm loading up my pistol
I'm riding... I really got a fistful
I'm riding... I'm shining up my saddle
I'm riding... this snake is gonna rattle
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
Ridin' high
Ridin' high
Ridin' high
Last Child
Last Child
( Tyler / Whitford )
Oooo ooo...
I'm dreaming tonight... I'm leaving back home
Right
Yea... yeah
Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassee
Can't stand up on my feet in the city
Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty
Yes sir no sir
Don't come close to my
Home sweet home
Can't catch no dose
Of my hot tail poontang sweetheart
Sweathog who can make silk purse from a J. Paul Get-(ty)
... And his ear
With her face in her beer
Home sweet home
Get out in the field
Put the mule in the stable
Ma she's a cookin'
Put the eats on the table
Hate's in the city
And my love's in the meadow
Hands on the plough
And my feets in the ghetto
Stand up sit down
Don't do nothin'
It ain't no good when boss man's stuffin' it
Down their throats
For paper notes
And their babies cry
While cities lie at their feet
When you're rockin' the street
Home sweet home
Mama take me home sweet home
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
J. Paul Get-(ty) Steven fuckin' Tyler is just too funny! I just realized WHY... this lyric is correct! OMG... it's only taken 35 fucking years!! J. Paul Get is just shorten to hit the rhyme with "sweat" from the previous line... and of course we know he means John Paul Getty! But... he's not talking about the dad... senior Getty! He's talking about J. Paul Getty the third... a grandson! Why you ask?? Because back in 1973 while in Rome at age 16... J. Paul Getty III was kidnapped... and soon after... three months later... an envolope with his hair locks and one of his ears arrived at the Getty household that was sent by the kidnappers to prove that they meant business! They wanted millions for the safe return of JPG III... So now that line just makes total sense... Fuckin' Tyler is something else man... too funny!!
On the Rocks album he doesn't seem to be singing... "make a silk purse"... you just hear... "make silk purse"... but on all the live tracks you can hear him singing it with the "a" included... "make a silk purse"... tommy
Rats In The Cellar
Rats In The Cellar
( Tyler / Perry )
Goin' under rats are in the cellar
Goin' under skin's turnin' yellar
Nose is runny losin' my connection
Losin' money gettin' no affection
New York City blues
East side West side news
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That'chor wearin'
Tearin' me apart
Ain't complainin' 'cause everything's rotten
Go insanin' and everything's forgotten
Feelin' cozy rats are in the cellar
Cheeks are rosy skin's turning yellar
Loose and soggy lookin' rather lazy
Soon my body pushin' up the daisies
New York City's dues
East side West side news
Throw me in the slam
A catch me if you can
Believe
That'chor wearin'
Tearin' me apart
New York City blues
East side West side news
Throw me in the slam
A catch me if you can
Believe
That'chor wearin'
Tearin' me apart
Combination
Combination
( Perry )
The street is cold the dawn is grey
My heart says no but my head says stay
My work is finished or so I've been told
You can't part the three of us once we got a hold
I forgot my name
I took the shot on the chin
I'm re-arranging my game
Tell by the shape I'm...
... In line of fire you know what to say
They gave us no choices just one shade of grey
My legs keep moving don't seem to stray
But I know each step we take they're one step away
I found the secret the key to the vault
We walked in darkness kept hitting the walls
I took the time to feel for the door
I found the secret the key to it all
This post first appeared on Tommy Raw........................... No Way That Just Happened, please read the originial post: here
