Rock 'N' Lyrics

Psycho Love Skid Row Lyrics: Check out Clementine Cleanin' needles in her wine Face down in her one-eyed world With her brain-dead valentine She'll be your zombie, your livin' dead Her sweet corruption It's gonna make you, gonna break you Ohh yeah, she said... Haunt my house of pain And feel my psycho love We'll shine and pray for rain To heal my psycho love Legs at ten and two Chain her down that's what you do King Tut and snake-eyed slut In the pink but screamin' blue I'll taste your crazy, you smell insane I'm just another ghost Inside your spirits hall of fame Haunt my house of pain And feel my psycho love We'll shine and pray for rain To heal my psycho love As the warm smooth soul Chases through the cold silence of a body A body of touch not feel One question is she a stone in the devil's garden Or a speck in an angels dust Ashes to ashes And lust to lus...

Quicksand Jesus Skid Row Lyrics: She caught the melting sky It burned but still the winter passes By and by To the other side A slow parade of wind That blows through trees That wilted with the season's children Are we saved by the words Of bastard saints Do we live in fear or faith Tell me now who's behind the rain A maze of tangled grace The symptoms of ?for real? are Crumbling from embrace But still we chase..the shadows Of belief And new religion clouds our visions of The roots of our souls Are we ashamed of our own fate Or play the fool for our own sake Tell me who's behind the rain What do we need where do we go When we get where we don't know Why should we doubt the virgin white of fallen snow When faith's our shelter from the cold Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away Without you Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away Without you Quicksand Jesus I'm so far away Without you ...

The Threat Skid Row Lyrics: I've been convicted with and without reason Tarred and feathered like a piper on a killing spree And felt the anger of generations And been the target of the cheap shots of authority So you think you cut me down to size Well there's something you should realize It's gonna take more than a break in the law To make me smile pretty for the wreckin' ball Won't beg, won't bleed The end of sacrifice is a threat to society Hard line, you'll see Once you've made a mark, you've made a threat to society I wasn't put here to be treated Like some disease you hoped would go away if left alone You can sweep me under the carpet But, I'll still infect your need to use me as a steppin' stone So you think you cut me down to size Well there's something you should realize It's gonna take more than a break in the law To make me smile pretty for...

Slave To The Grind Skid Row Lyrics: You got me forced to crack my lids in two I'm still stuck inside this rubber room I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind I'm just another gear in the assembly line - oh no The noose gets tighter around my throat But I ain't at the end of my rope 'cause I won't be the one left behind Can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down the rat racial slime Can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Get it? A routine injection, a lethal dose But my day in the sun ain't even close There's no need to waste your prayers on me You better mark my words 'cause I'm history Yes indeed You might beg for mercy to get by But I'd rather tear this thorn from my side I won't be the one left behind You can't be king of the world If you're slave to the grind Tear down the rat racial slime ...

Monkey Business Skid Row Lyrics: Outside my window there's a Whole lot of trouble comin' The cartoon killers and the Rag cover clones Stack heels kickin' rhythm Of social circumcision Can't close the closet on Shoe box full of bones Kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch Can't afford the rental on a bamboo couch Collecting back her favors 'cause her well is running dry I know her act is terminal, But she ain't gonna die Slim intoxicado drinkin' dime store hooch Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch Little creepy's playing dollies in the New York rain Thinkin' Bowie's just a knife Ooh the pain I ain't seen the sun since I don't know when The freaks come out at nine And it's twenty to ten What's this funk That you call junk To me it's just monkey business Blind man in the vox that will probably die The village kids laugh as they ...