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Alice Cooper Goes To Hell

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Go To Hell

For criminal acts and violence on the stage
For being a brat
Refusing to act your age
For all the decent citizens you've enraged
You can go to Hell
For gambling and drinking alcohol constantly
For making us doubt our parents authority
For choosing to be a living obscenity
You can go to Hell
You're something that never should have happened
You even make your Grandma sick
                         You'd poison a blind man's dog and steal his cane
You'd gift-wrap a leper
And mail him to your Aunt Jane
You'd even force-feed a diabetic a candy cane
You can go to Hell
You're something that never should have happened
You even make your Grandma sick
For criminal acts and violence on the stage
For being a brat
Refusing to act your age
For all the decent citizens you've enraged
You can go to Hell

 


You Gotta Dance

We like to throw our bodies around
We like to feel each other
We're all slaves when we hear that sound
says dance
says dance
says ya gotta dance
says dance
and there ain't no two ways about it
We're all compelled to rise and thrust
when we all move together
We're all hypnotized by savage lust
says dance
says dance
says ya gotta dance
says dance
I'm so hot it makes me shiver
makes me wet
makes me slide
It's some spirit I'm possessed by
I can't stop
We just got to dance
dance
dance
We gotta blow when he says blow
And we gotta shake and shimmy
We got the strings tied to our soul
Says dance
says dance
says we gotta dance
(and I don't mean tomorrow)
says dance

 


I'm The Coolest

You know I'm the coolest
That's ever come around
You'll notice things get hotter
whenever I'm in town
I mean I gotta be the coolest
who else could it be?
Everybody knows who's really cool
Me
Let's face it, I'm the greatest
I'm Mr. Number One
My hometown built a statue
To their favorite son
I mean I gotta be the greatest
I'm just a ball of fun
I mean I'm definitely the greatest
I'm also the coolest
You can't leave a package like me
Sitting on no shelf
Let me tell you I'm so cool sonny
I'm gonna save a little for myself
Baby, come over here a minute
Who is the coolest?
I mean how do I look?
Yea.
You can't leave a package like me
Sitting on no shelf
Let me tell you I'm so cool sonny
I'm gonna save a little for myself
You know the day I was born
There were these four dudes up on a hill
They said they saw this star
Hanging out over town
And the whole world seemed to stand still
It made the Sunday papers
I guess it proves for sure
I am the coolest
I am the greatest
I am the baddest
I am the smoothest
I'm just the best
Sand dancer come on
Ah yea
Right

 


Didn't We Meet

Pardon me
But you see I've seen that face before
I know those eyes
Unearthly wise
I feel it more and more
To look at you
Deja Vu
Chills me to the core
They say that you are the king of this whole damn thing
But that only confused me
They say I don't stand a ghost of a chance with my host
And it frankly amused me
So let's drink a few
Here's looking at you
I swear
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?
Gradually I could see
Things are getting clear
That ancient face
Satanic grace
This sudden rush of fear
They say that you are the king of this whole damn thing
Now they got me believin'
They said I don't stand a ghost of a chance with my host
So I better be leaving
So let's drink a few
Here's looking at you
I swear
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?
Here I am
The door's been slammed
They're gonna roast my hide
Make me bleed
Till I plead
For you to let me die
They say that you are the king of this whole damn thing
Now they got me believin'
They said I don't stand a ghost of a chance with my host
So I better be leaving
So let's drink a few
Here's looking at you
I swear
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?

 


I Never Cry

If there is a tear on my face
It makes me shiver to the bones
It shakes me, Babe
It's just a heartache that got in my eye
And you know I never cry, I never cry
Sometimes I drink more than I need
Until the TV's dead and gone
I may be lonely
But I'm never alone
And the night may pass me by
But I'll never cry
Take away, take away my eyes
Sometimes I'd rather be blind
Break a heart, break a heart of stone
Open it up but don't you leave it alone
'Cuz that's all I got to give you
Believe me Babe, it ain't been used
My heart's a virgin, its never been tried
And you know I'll never cry
And you know I'll never cry
And you know I'll never cry
Never cry, I'll never cry
Break a heart, break a heart of stone
'Cuz that's all I got to give you
Believe me Babe, it ain't been used
My heart's a virgin, its never been tried
And you know I'll never cry
Never cry
I'll never cry

 


Give The Kid A Break

Don't know why I'm down here
Must be something I said
Or some small imperfection
In my soul or in my head
Don't know why I'm down here
Don't reserve to roast or bake
I'm fighting off slanderous allegations
Why don't you give the kid a break?
You don't think maybe we could talk this over
You're a reasonable man
Could we discuss my grave situation
I'm a miserable man
And I'm in the frying pan
Give the kid a break
Give me one good reason why I should
All right, all right, so I made a few mistakes
But for heaven's sake
Watch your language, Kid.
OK, OK, don't get hot
Don't question my judgement
He only reaped what he sowed
He cast his pearls before swine
And that's good enough for me
I don't want to talk it over
Even tho' I'm a reasonable man
Sonny, from over here
Looks like you're in no position to bargain
You're a convicted man
You're right in the frying pan
Give the kid a break
Please give me a break
Give the kid a break
Nah nah, I don't think so, man
Come on, you know I got what it takes
Can't you give me a break?
Sure thing kid, when hell freezes over
Ok, don't give the kid a break
Hey you guys, I thought you were on my side
No they don't
Give the kid a break
Yeah, well thanks a lot, pals
Listen boss, maybe we can make a little deal
Isn't there anything I can say
Or some kind of fine I can pay
Something
Don't know why I'm down here
Must be something I said (I'm sorry)
Or some small imperfection
In my soul or in my head
It might be some infection
It might be a small imperfection or a clear case of misdirection
It must be a small imperfection
In my soul or in my head
Give the kid a break

 


Guilty

Just tried to have fun
raised hell and then some
I'm a dirt-talkin', beer drinkin', woman chasin' minister's son
Slap on the make-up
and blast out the music
Wake up the neighbors with a roar like a teenage heavy metal elephant gun
If you call that guilty then that's what I am
I'm guilty
I'm guilty
I like driving too fast
Love going too far
It seems the law's on my ass every time I stick it out of the door
If you call that guilty then that's what I am
I'm guilty
I'm guilty
Bad boy on a summer night
When the heat makes me mean and I wanna fight
With my pedal to the metal
And I do what I want to do
Bad girls make me feel all right
When it's hot and they start screaming in the night
Golly gee, it's wrong to be so guilty
I'm guilty
Guilty
I'm guilty
My conscience is on vacation in acute degeneration
Willpower has sunk to all-time low
If you call that guilty well I guess I am
I'm guilty
I'm guilty
If you call that guilty then that's what I am
I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I'm guilty
I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I'm guilty
Well I'm guilty
Yeah I'm guilty
I don't care
I'm guilty
I think I've been framed anyway
They said I'm guilty
I'm guilty
They're guilty and everyone is guilty

 


Wake Me Gently

I was scared to death
Afraid to close my eyes
And find that I was gone
Like every other one
Who left before the dawn
I vanished in the air
Am I still there
Wake me gently
If you can
Wake me gently
Just touch my hand
Wake me gently
Pull my sleeve
 'Cuz where I'm at
Is where I want to leave
And in my sleep
I look so lifeless on this bed
Laid out on satin sheets
This dream's a novel
That I don't dare complete
No happy ending read
I think the hero's dead
Wake me gently
If you can
Wake me gently
Just touch my hand
Wake me gently
Pull my sleeve
 'Cuz where I'm at
Is where I want to leave
Me to my slumber
And I'll never come home
Please help me, I'm frightened
Of what's going on
What's going on
And if I can't wake up
Will I be all alone
A stranded orphan here
Or will I bump into
Some other wandering soul
And will they talk to me
Somebody, somebody please rescue me
Wake me gently
If you can
Wake me gently
Just touch my hand
Wake me gently
Pull my sleeve
'Cuz where I'm at
Is where I want to leave
I wanna leave
I wanna leave
I wanna wake up
I wanna leave
I don't wanna stay
I wanna leave
I wanna go
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Just wake me up
I wanna go home
Wake me up please
'Cuz I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Wake me
Wake me

 


Wish You Were Here

I sent you a postcard
Thought it would be funny
Would have sent a souvenir
But they took all my money
It's pretty warm down here but it ain't sunny
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I tried to call you
I tried to call you
Long distance operators that only stall you
Besides the damn rates are so high
They just appall you
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
It started out a nice vacation
Left the station right on time
Can't get a ticket to get me home, dear
They just don't have too many flights from twilight zone, dear
So don't forget to feed my cats
Spot and Jerome, dear
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Seeing all the sights here
I'm getting lonely
I'd show you all the film I took if they would only let me go home
dear, sincerely
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here

 


I'm Always Chasing Rainbows

At the end of the rainbow, there's happiness
And to find it how often I've tried
But my life is a race
just a wild goose chase
and all my dreams have been denied
why have I always been a failure
What can the reason be
I wonder if the world's to blame
I wonder if it could be me
I'm always chasing rainbows, watching clouds drifting by
My schemes are just like all my dreams
ending in the sky
Some fellows look and find the sunshine
I always look and find the rain
And some fellows make a winning sometime
and I never even make a gain
I'm always chasing rainbows waiting to find the little bluebird in vain.

 


Going Home

I'm going home
There I am in my bedroom
I'm safe and snug and snoring
and so glad to be there
I'm going home
None of this ever happened
But God, I really did it
Still nothing has changed
I'm going home
I'm going home
To my own room to all the mess
To all the dirty laundry
It looks so good I don't care
I'm just so glad to be back home
Sweet home
I wonder if anyone missed me
Or have I been gone so long
They thought that I died
How many said I wonder what happened to Alice
How many shrugged or laughed
How many cried
But I don't give a damn
 'Cuz I'm going home
I'm going home
To my own room to all the mess
To all the dirty laundry
It looks so good I don't care
I'm just so glad to be back home
I'm going home
Nothing can stop me now
I'm going home
Nothing can stop me now
I'm going home
Nothing can stop me now
I'm going home
Nothing can stop me now
I'm going home
Nothing can stop me now
I'm going home
Nothing can stop me now


 

Tracks:

Go To Hell
You Gotta Dance
I'm The Coolest
Didn't We Meet
I Never Cry
Give The Kid A Break
Guilty
Wake Me Gently
Wish You Were Here
I'm Always Chasing Rainbows
Going Home


Albuminformation:

Erschienen: Juni 1976
Produziert von Bob Ezrin

Vocals: Alice Cooper
Guitar and Vocals: Dick Wagner
Guitar: Steve Hunter, John Tropea
Bass: Tony Levin, Babbitt
Drums: Allan Schwartzberg, Jim Gordon
Percussion and Soft Shoes: Jim Maelan
Keyboards, Vocals: Bob Ezrin
Piano: Al Macmillan
French Horn: Dick Berg
Backing Vocals: Michael Sherman, Shawn Jackson, Colina Phillips, Joe Gannon, Shep Gordon, Denny Vosburgh, Bill Misener, Laurel Ward, Sharon-Lee Williams

Aufgenommen: Soundstage Toronto, Record Plant East , RCA Studios Los Angeles


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