No Surprize

1971

We all heard the starters gun

New York is such a pity

But at Max's Kansas City we won

We all shot the shit at the bar

Oh, with Johnny O'Toole and his scar

And then old Clive Davis said

He's surely gonna make us a star

I'm gonna make you a star

Just the way you are

But with all his style

I could see it in his eyes

That we is goin' on trial

It was no surprize

The boys kept kickin' ass

As usual, time would tell

But some bitch to the choir

Throw water on the fire of hell

She loved to show and tell

Lord, she loved to tell

But with all our style

You could see in our eyes

That we are still on trial

And it was no surprize

No surprize

No surprize

No surprize

Midnight lady

Situation fetal

Vaccinate your ass with your phonograph needle

I say looky here, friend of mine

You scratch like you need calamine

Flamingo boots, soles a creakin'

Still in love in Puerto Rico too

Riding on wheels of hell

Smoking our axle grease

Oh, the backstage is rockin'

And we're coppin' from my local police

That's right, the local police

Or the justice of peace

But with all our style

You could see in our eyes

That we are still on trial

Baby it's no surprize

No surprize

No surprize

No surprize

Rock n' roll, junkie whore

Got my foot inside the door

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock

Nobody's keepin' score

Bad times, go away

Come again some other day

Topaz and sassafras

Ah, keep the blues away

Candy store and rock n' roll

Corporation jellyroll

Play the singles, it ain't me

It's programmed insanity

ASCAP or BMI

Could ever make a mountain fly

If Japanese can boil tears

Then where the fuck's my royalties?

Ah

Yee-uh-hoo

Uh-uh-uh-uh-ow