Альбом David Lee Roth

[Verse1]
It's gettin' late I don't know 'Bout 3 a.m.
And I'm drivin' in my '57 dream
It's gettin' late Don't know just where I've been
And I'm comin' to you from All points in between

[Bridge]
A little lovin' On my mind
A little lovin'

[Chorus]
She's my machine

[Verse2]
She gets along Let alone She's premium
And I love to feel her Each and every night
Damn straight She's wild In overdrive
Feels like something's getting right

[Bridge]
[Chorus]

[Verse3]
It's gettin' late I don't know
'Bout 3 a.m.
And I'm drivin' in my '57 dream
She's red She's wild In overdrive
And I'm coming to from all points in between

[Bridge]
[Chorus]

Look out Kick it

[Outro]
Machine Machine
She's my machine
Machine...

From L.A. to New York, London, and Moscow
The monkey is screamin'
He's spreading his spell
The monkey be God and make you beg on your knees
You'll be jonsin for somethin' to make you well...

Everybody's Got the Monkey
Hear the sub or human kind
Everybody's Got the Monkey

You got yours and I got mine
He's hungry for wealth
He's hungry for power
He make you so numb and cold to the core
The hunger of love
The hunger of lust

Make you crave the very thing you try to ignore
Everybody's Got the Monkey
Hear the sub or human kind
Everybody's Got the Monkey
You got yours and I got mine
Everybody's Got the monkey
In his head or on his back
Everybody's Got the Monkey

What I say is a simple fact
Homos and Heteros
Junkies and juicers
Pyschos and users
Abusers and losers
From problem brokers to TV viewers
There's a monkey for every man

Mom and Dad
Everybody's Got the Monkey
Hear the sub or human kind
Everybody's Got the Monkey
You got yours and I got mine
Everybody's Got the monkey
In his head or on his back
Everybody's Got the Monkey
What I say is a simple fact
Everybody's Got the Monkey

My train your station
Full speed across the nation
You'll be brownin' your Bermudas
When I blow this tomb with a view, yeah, all right
Third rail can't stand it
Santa Fe to the mid-Atlantic
I got a steel-wheeled radial
Prophylactic for you...
And I ain't afraid to use it now!
It takes up all your time
Being leader of the pack
Just when you get
That rat race licked
Well here come faster rats!

Big train
are you an engineer?
Big train
or a passanger,
Big train
Whatever gets
you to the top of the hill
You're on a Big train
strapped to the front of a
Big train
double stack thunder
Big train
and you're runnin'
just in front of the wheels

I've known fast livin' and I know wine, women
and songs become a long locomotive for me
That train be rollin' not me, I'm going before wine and
women turn into beer, the old lady and TV
All you ever wanted was to tap dance, run away
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose
Sometimes it rains right on your...

Big train time gets movin'
Big train when ya' don't know what you're doin'
Big train and you're wonderin' if you ever will
Big train aw honey are with me
Big train or is the rain doin sixty
Big train maybe you're standing still
Big train gets movin'
Big train Don't know what you're doin'
Big train and you're wonderin' if you ever will
Big train honey are with me
Big train or is the train doin sixty, baby

Maybe you're standing still
Always another train pulling into
that station: and I'll be smilin' again
Can't help it that's the kind of guy I am
Awe reap!

I learned half of what I know
From the worst teacher goin'
Experience
That school's too slow
An' I know folks
Smart ones from the city
Who gone and made a life's work
And a decade later
they still do it shitty
Experience

That's experience for ya
Moves kinda slow
You get off the bus
The same guy that got on 20 years ago
And as I feel it
Is it art or imitating?
'Cause if it's art
Then all my life's been fingerpainting
Had my best luck, though

With a big easel
I'd rather be an art project, babe
Than just weasel out with wearin' one
And come to suspect the whole experience
Experience, I think I understand
Is it like doin' 90
Her top's down
An' wind's in your beer can
That single moment on a bungee jump
You're down goin' down
You're comin' up now

I think I felt that before
It was kind of an experience
One shining moment lost in time
The one with the showroom shine
Well, I'm sorry girl
Yes, I'm sorry boy
But I feel that way all the time
Till I finally made it
Life was kinda hit or miss
But after I made it

Life was "Take a hit of this"
And I'd love to talk philosophy
But I've gotta take a piss
Man, that philosophy runs right through ya
Take it from me baby
I've got experience
All right

Experience, Do I understand
Is it like doin' a hundred
Her top's down
An' wind's in your beer can
That single moment, babe, on a bungee jump
You're down goin' down
You're comin' up now
Don't look down
That special moment lost in time
The one with the showroom shine
I'm sorry babe
Yes, I'm sorry babe
But I feel that way all the time

All right!
Give it to me now
I know I ain't lucky in nothin'
Well, that's a constant unemployment line
An' I know, I ain't lucky in nothin'
Spent a year there last night
Sure I'm on the road to ruin
Only gonna ruin just a little bit
Well, that's the trouble with self-improvement
Only I know when it's time to quit
Cause I'm gonna make it
One more payment and that's it

A Little bit of luck
How bout it?
All right
A little bit of luck
I've got it
All right
Give it to me now

Enough with the inner city
My baby ran off with my best friend
But when I heard, I took it easy
Cause I knew I'd see those girls again
(Oh, my God)
Peace was the solution
And livin' in harmony
So when I go to the movies
I pay for three
Angels gotta smile every once in a while
So why not on me?

A Little bit of luck
How bout it?
All right
A little bit of luck
I've got it
All right
Give it to me now

Look at that
When you reach out to touch somebody, baby
Reach out for me
Cause this lucky penny is gonna land heads up
I know I ain't lucky in nothin'
That's a constant unemployment line
An' I know, I ain't lucky in nothin'
Spent a year there last night
Sure I'm on the road to ruin
Only gonna ruin just a little bit
Well, that's the trouble with self-improvement
Only I know when it's time to quit
Cause I'm gonna make it
One more payment and that's it

A Little bit of luck
How bout it?
All right
A little bit of luck
I've got it
All right
Give it to me now

[Tritt:] David, maybe you could help me without going back and listening to the lyrics
[Roth:] Sure, what's up, Travis?
[Tritt:] You know what, do we wanna do everything in unison Or you wanna swap back and forth?
[Roth:] How 'bout I take the first two line
And you take the second two lines
And we just rock on from there?

She came from Dallas
That kid was aces
She dressed like Texas
Wide open spaces
He drove a pickup and wore no underwear
She sang the words wrong
But he don't care
They both were trouble
They took a chance

Now, every snowflake pleads, "Not Guilty"
After the avalanche
Now get it straight
Or honey, give it up
You got to get right back to where you started from
Are we gonna be late
At the gate of dreams?
Destiny's a complicated thing

I was leavin' but I'm thinkin' that I ougtha stay, yeah
I wanna chase you cross the dance floor at that old Cheatin' Heart Cafe
She was atomic without a doubt
That cowgirl shirt she wore contained a lot of fallout
He was a cowboy, was what she wanted
The closest to a cow she'd been was eating at McDonald's
Just liked barbed wire
Her attitude
Protected the turf without obstructing the view
Now get it straight

Or honey, give it up
You gotta get right back to where we started from
She took her clothes off
but kept the boots
He wanted Wonder Woman
To tie him up and make him Tell the Truth
All right

Nothin' but the truth
See I was leavin' but I'm thinkin' that I ougtha stay, yeah
And I see that honey I have lost my way
We got a permanent place at that old Cheatin' Heart Cafe
You know we do
Well, all right!

Doncha wanna go?
I wanna chase you round the dance floor
At that old Cheatin' Heart Cafe
Chase each other round the room some, girl
Comin' to get ya
Get it back
Gotta get right back

I'm laying naked with ya
After making love
I caught a cold
I barely made it home
You said you loved me only
I felt no pain
And then I crashed my rent-a-car in the pouring rain

Seen it on a billboard
And I believe it's so
It said, "The only thing you know for certain
is 'Hey, you never know'"
My friend Jerry's feet are achin'
Says he's hittin' bottom
Says it's a sex problem
He told me so

I told him
"Jerry ain't the lovin' that you're makin' buddy
It's layin' out all night
And lookin' for it that makes you slow
Want some advice
And it's free for a reason you know
They say you only live twice
I said, "Hey, you never know" And the hula girls go...(ahhh)
You never, I said you never, never,
You Never Know

I'll make suggestions honey
You make the choices
Your Kodak moment's comin'
I'll keep the motor runnin'
I stand corrected baby
I'm hearin' voices honey
You got my engines hummin'
And now I'm really runnin'
Right up your driveway
Playin' hide in your hole
I'm on cruise control

And if they're sayin' that we're crazy
Well, Hey, You Never Know
There go them hula girls again...(ahhh)
You never, I said you never, never
You Never Know

Can't seem to sew
A single hole in my pocket
Lord, I've tried
Yeah, money talks
I should know

Mine always says, "Goodbye"
And I know that money can't buy love
I've parked my speedboat next to some
This jungleness badboy sufferer
Yes I have
Price of an education
Least now I know it's no big t'ing

No big thing
Time for these bootheels to be wanderin'
Towards those burning sands
A genetical testimony
That white boys simply cannot dance
Can't let that little stuff trip you up
I'll take the fattest chance
Now I've got the answer
To a question no one asked
So, here's two rules
I got for you

Great ones for living under
First, don't sweat that little shit
Second is, there ain't no other
Tattoos, scars, and missing parts
And all the rich have ever proven
Is they are to life
What American Bandstand is to the theory of evolution
Price of an education
Least now I know it's no big t'ing

No big thing
Who needs the aggrevation
Least now I know it's no big ting
Stamps in my passport
Now they're polaroids and drinkin' stories
And I've got some good ones
Now it's getting harder to ignore me
Now I'm believing half the reason
Just for leavin'is coming home
Where ya been
Who'd ya do
What'ya done?

I'll be lounging on the Rivera
Rivera couch that is...
When you're surfin' 40 footers
You don't need no tricks
The future's looking brigher
Every beer that I pour in me
But even this I have to say
With absolute uncertainty
Too much exasperation
Least now I know it's no big t'ing
No big t'ing
Price of an education
Least now I know it's no big ting
They finally tore the old schoolhouse down
Forever gone my history
Yeah, what used to be

And now when I go drivin' by
And point where I used to go to school
I'm pointing at an "A&P"
All I'm leavin' when it's time to go
Is my old blue jeans
an' gold brass zippo
Teach in turn
All these secret things I've learned
And all I got from history
And careful how you take it
Is recognize the same mistake
Everytime you make it
Price of an education
Least now I know it's no big t'ing
No big thing
Who needs the aggrevation
Least now I know it's no big ting

We burnt the city down here
Late last night
Dante's inferno meets the Price is Right
A lot like in the movies
And it smelled like vicory
I barely made it through
With some new shoes and a few CDs
1-800-SEE YA...

I heard somebody cheer
Now it's about a 12 mile walk
To get a goddamn beer
It makes you laugh
It makes you cry
It makes you piss

Don't have a heartattack
StreetLife, Night Life
Sex Life, Wild Life
You're Breathin' It
I saw this TV show on toxic waste
Just when I'm gettin' kinda used to the taste
Now I don't mind some danger
So, I took a little hit
And now a message 'bout the ozone layer

You're Breathin' It
And it smells so bad
It'll smack ya through the window so hard
You're pissin' Windex, no foolin'
Picknicking hard in your moma's backyard
With a Philly's blunt
And an uzi in the cooler
It makes you laugh
It makes you cry
It makes you piss

Don't have a heartattack
StreetLife, Night Life
Sex Life, Wild Life
You're Breathin' It
StreetLife, Night Life
Sex Life, Wild Life
You're Breathin' It

And if you think that violence
Never solved a thing, I differ
It solved some crackhead dealer
Down on 14th street much quicker
Explosions way uptown
And if you're wondering where our homeboy is 'bout now
(You're Breathin' Him...)

I know that everything in America
Must end with a kiss
But all of your addictions
Won't make me a prince

Guys gotta see it
Girls just love to hear
Then lend me your ear
She needed classical music
Or she couldn't make love at all
And I was up there frequently
And bringin' down the walls

Drop dead bombshell
Clean-cut classy gal
She was a good pal
And if you turned up the volume
You could hear the demons call
"Fuck me like Chopin
Or don't fuck me at all

Tell me what you want
And I'll take the scenic route
Tell me what you want
With Your Filthy Little Mouth
How bout a little Henry Miller
With your Huckleberry Finn
Assume the position, honey
Let's begin

You can do your penance
Right along with that special sin
And it's gotta be good
If we both want it so bad
Make you wanna sell your soul
Or maybe you already have
Call me sweet lordy, high-master Jesus
Tell me that you want it
Right where you're breathin'
Just let go

Ah don't touch that dial

Here's a word about my ex-girlfriend
Towards the end conflict off and on
And I told her one night, "Honey every time we fight
I'll write a verse to this song"
Well, things got bad and things got worse
Still I struggled on
So sit back and get all comfortable
'Cause this little tunes six fuckin' hours long
And every journey's got destinations
Which the traveler can't expect
So how's that I'm always winding up
Down here at land's edge?

Now if love is blind why did her stockings
Always look so cool?
Now I know I was paying attention
But somehow I got fooled
Well I gave her seven children
And a twelve room uptown shack
And when it all was over
Took a dozen lawyers
To get half back
But I already got me a new gal to ruin my life
And she might just yet,
So I'm helping her find an apartment
Down here at land's edge

Now take the traveler and the tourist
The essential difference is
The traveler don't know where he's goin'
And the tourist don't know where he is
Small world till they lose your luggage, tho'
Take the stripper who lives next door
You'd swear this kid was 21 goin' on 44
But luckily that ain't how she sees it
Got a new tattoo that says:
"when I die, send the body to heaven,
Lost the rest at land's edge"

When that evenin'
Sun go down
You won't find me hangin' round
I know the Night Life
Ain't no good life
But it's my life

All the people
Just like you and me
They all just dreamin'
Bout some old used to be
They know the Night Life
Ain't no good life
Yeah, but it's my life

Wait a minute
What's that I think I hear, I say!
Baby, listen to the blues
Hear what they say
Listen to the blues, baby
Hear the guitar play
Don't tell me life
Is just an empty thing
Nothing but people
A whold boulevard of broken dreams
Cause I know the Night Life
Ain't no good life
Yeah, but it's my life

First I take my finger
And put it on your skin
Makes a little white mark
And then it turns to red again

So if you're lazy on a Sunday
And you got nothin' to do
And you wanna get a sunburn
Come on up to the roof

I think your nose is peelin'
The sun is hot and clear
The city's fairly steamin'
I can taste your skin from here

So if you're lazy on a Sunday
Any Tuesday'll do
And you wanna get a Sunburn
Come on up to the roof

See, I was up here yesterday
Saw some pigeons on a power line
Looked like notes upon a music paper
I wrote it down
I guess Manhatten
Gets the last line
Sounds like...

Street Life, Night Life
Sex Life, Wild Life
You're Breathin' It
(Street Life)
We burnt the city down here
Late last night
(Night Life)
Dante's inferno meets the Price is Right
(Sex Life)
A lot like in the movies
And it smelled like vicory
(Wild Life)

I barely made it through
With some new shoes and a few CDs
Atmosphere
Are ya scared?
It makes you laugh
It makes you cry
It makes you piss

Don't have a heartattack
StreetLife, Night Life
Sex Life, Wild Life
You're Breathin' It
(Street Life)
I saw this TV show on toxic waste
(Night Life)
Just when I'm gettin' kinda used to the taste
(Sex Life)
Now I don't mind some danger
So, I took a little hit
(Wild Life)

And now a message 'bout the ozone layer
You're Breathin' It
Atmosphere
Are ya scared?
It makes you laugh
It makes you cry
It makes you piss

Don't have a heartattack
StreetLife, Night Life
Sex Life, Wild Life
You're Breathin' It
And if you think that violence
Never solved a thing, I differ
It solved some crackhead dealer
Down on 14th street much quicker
Explosions way uptown
And if you're wondering where our homeboy is 'bout now

(You're Breathin' Him...)
Start spreadin' the news
I'm leavin' today
I'm gonna be a part of it
In old New York
These vagabond shoes are ready to stray
If I can make it there
I make it anywhere
New York, New York