Meat Loaf — Hang Cool Teddy Bear

1 Peace on Earth 6:38 T. Driggers
2 Living on the Outside 5:04 T. Driggers
3 Los Angeloser 4:09 James Michael
4 If I Can’t Have You 5:01 Kara DioGuardi / Raine Maida / Paul Freeman
5 Love is Not Real / Next Time You Stab Me in the Back 7:33 Justin Hawkins / Eric Nally / Meat Loaf Aday / Rob Cavallo
6 Like a Rose 3:16 Kevin Kadish / Jake Scherer
7 Song of Madness 5:31 T. Driggers / Meat Loaf Aday / Jamie Muhoberac
8 Did You Ever Love Somebody 4:02 Marsha Malamet / Liz Vidal
9 California Isn’t Big Enough (Hey There Girl) 4:43 Justin Hawkins / Eric Sean Nally
10 Running Away from Me 3:54 Jon Foreman
11 Lets Be in Love 5:11 Gregory Becker / John Paul White / Mathius Wollo
12 If It Rains 3:57 Jaren Johnston / Neil Mason
13 Elvis in Vegas 6:01 Desmond Child / Billy Falcon / Jon Bon Jovi

Band
Rob Cavallo: Additional Guitar
Chris Chaney: Bass
Paul Crook: Guitar
Randy Flowers: Guitar, Vocal
John Miceli: Drums
Jamie Muhoberac: Keyboards
Tim Pierce: Guitar
Patti Russo: Vocals
Kasim Sulton: Bass, Vocals
Justin Hawkins: Guitar, Vocals
CC Coletti: Vocals
James Michael: Guitar, Vocals
Rick Brantley: Guitar, Vocals

Produced by Rob Cavallo
Engineered by Doug McKean
Additional Engineering by Dan Chase
Pro Tools Engineering: Dan Chase, Lars Fox
Programming: Dan Chase
Recorded at Lightning Sound Studio
Assistant Engineers: Steve Rea, Russ Waugh
Mixed by Chris Lord-Alge at Mix LA
Assistant Engineers for Chrils Lord-Alge: Keith Armstrong, Andrew Schubert
Mastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound, New York, NY

Additional Vocals recorded at Emblem Studios
Assistant Engineers for Emblem: Alex Arias and Mike Leisz

Strings recorded at Capitol Studios
Assistant Engineer at Capitol: Charlie Paakkari

“Love Is Not Real”: Justin Hawkins Backing Vocals recorded at Bungalow Castle, London, UK

Drum Tech: Joe Libretti
Auxiliary Drum Tech: Mike Fasano
Production Manager: Cheryl Jenets
Production Assistant: Jaimy Neely

Kara Dioguardi appears courtesy of Arthous Entertainment
Brian May appears courtesy of Hollywood Records for North America and Queen Productions Ltd for the rest of the world
Jack Black appears courtesy of Epic Records

Based on the short story ‘Hang Cool Teddy Bear’ by Kilian Kerwin

Art Design, Art Direction & All Round Cool Guy: P.R. Brown
Cover Art: Julie Bell
Photography: Martin Hausler, www.martinhausler.com

Other Art
“Red Dress” by Anthony Palumbo
“X-Ray Vision/These Things Really Work” by by David Palumbo
“Crucifixion”, “Z for Zacheria” and “Waiting for the Angel” by Boris Vallejo

Management: Ken Kevitan, Tom Consolo & Irving Azoff
Business Management: Gary Haber & Terry Doty for Haber Corporation
Legal Representation: Jess Rosen

Project Logistics Manager: Frances Bowdery
The Last Word: Deborah Gillespie
Keeper of Records: Christina Henriksen
Inn Keeper: Esther Rubio
Blade Captain: Michael Nealon

Thanks to Sonor, Hohner, Zildjian, Vic Firth, Evans Drumheads, SKB Cases, Earthworks, Engl Amps, DR Strings for their help and assistance in the making of this album.

A very special thanks to Sean McConnell for the spark and inspiration that brought this album together.

Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
Choose not to focus on what is missing from your life, but be grateful for the things you have in your life.
There are no traffic jams on the extra mile.
Accept the challenges so that you feel the exhilaration of victory.
Go over, under, around or through but … never give up!
Place your dreams above your fears.
We cannot get what we’ve never had unless we are willing to do what we have never done.
Life is not waiting for the storm to pass… it is learning to dance in the rain.
The difference between a successful person and others is not lack of strength, not the lack of knowledge, but rather a lack of will. —Vince Lombardi
Without music life would be a mistake.
Don’t count the days, make the days count. —Muhammad Ali
I am writing my life to laugh at myself, and I am succeeding. —Giacomo Casanova / Meat Loaf
Everything has it’s beauty but not everyone sees it. —Confucius
It doesn’t matter who gets the credit as long as the job gets done. —Meat Loaf
Some days chicken, some day feathers.
Behind every man who has something to say there is a boy who has nothing to prove. —Sarah Durkee / Paul Jacobs
Peace be a yourney.

Bonus Tracks

iTunes Bonus Tracks
14 Boneyard 5:02 Tom Hambridge
15 Out of the Frying Pan (And Into the Fire) (live)
July 27, 2008 — Atlantico Hall, Lisbon, Portugal
10:40 Jim Steinman
Free Download Bonus Track
Prize Fight Lover 5:50 T. Driggers / Dave Bassett / Tommy Henriksen

Casa de Carne Live Album — Bonus Disc with the (Super) Deluxe Edition

1 I Want You So Hard (Boy’s Bad News)
November 8, 2008 — Helsinki Ice Hall, Finland
3:11 Eagles of Death Metal
2 If It Ain’t Broke, Break It
September 7, 2008 — Nottingham Arena, UK
4:59 Jim Steinman
3 Blind As a Bat
July 13, 2008 — Blickling Hall, Norfolk, UK
6:21 James Michael / Desmond Child
4 Amnesty is Granted
July 21, 2008 — Zitadelle Spandau, Berlin, Germany
5:13 Sammy Hagar
5 Rock and Roll Dreams Come Through
July 23, 2008 — Stadtpark, Hamburg, Germany
7:35 Jim Steinman
6 I’d Do Anything for Love (But I Won’t Do That)
June 29, 2008 — The Marquee, Cork, Ireland
10:00 Jim Steinman
7 Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad
December 2, 2008 — Chevrolet Centre, Youngstown, Ohio, USA
6:26 Jim Steinman
8 Bat Out of Hell
December 6, 2008 — United Palace Theatre, New York, USA
12:51 Jim Steinman
9 Roadhouse Blues / Why Don’t We Do It in the Road?
August 8, 2008 — Bergenshallen Bergen Norway
9:31 The Doors // Lennon/McCartney

Live Board Mixes
Mixed by George Wehrlin and Paul Crook

Band for “Casa de Carne Live Album”:
Mark Alexander: Piano / Keyboards / Backing Vocals
Randy Flowers: Guitars / Backing Vocals
CC Coletti: Backing Vocals and Featured Vocal on “Amnesty Is Granted”, “Roadhouse” and “Do It in the Road”
Paul Crook: Guitars
Dave Luther: Sax / Keyboards / Backing Vocals
John Micelli: Drums
Patti Russo: Backing Vocals and Featured Vocal on “Anything for Love”, “Roadhouse” and “Do It in the Road”
Kasim Sulton: Bass / Backing Vocals

Super Deluxe Edition Bonus DVD

1 Meat & Rob’s Double Talk
  • On the Producer Rob Cavallo
  • Recording the Album
  • Hang Cool Teddy Bear
  • The Choice of Songs
  • The Actor That Sings
21:24

The super deluxe edition box set contains:

Bonus Live Tracks — Tour Edition Bonus Disc

1 Peace on Earth 7:03 T. Driggers
2 Living on the Outside 5:58 T. Driggers
3 Song of Madness 6:25 T. Driggers / Meat Loaf Aday / Jamie Muhoberac
4 Los Angeloser 4:59 James Michael

Recorded live on July 16, 2010 at PNC Bank Arts Center, Holmdel, New Jersey
Bonus Tracks Mixed by Meat Loaf
Live Engineering by George Wehrlin
Studio Engineering by Paul Crook

Justin Avery: Keyboards • CC Coletti: Backing Vocals • Paul Crook: Guitars • Randy Flowers: Guitars / Backing Vocals • Dave Luther: Sax / Keyboards / Backing Vocals • John Micelli: Drums • Danny Miranda: Bass / Backing Vocals • Patti Russo: Backing Vocals

Label Cat.No. F. Y. C. Notes
1 Mercury 2374100 2LP 2010 EU
2 Mercury 2375112 2CD 2010 EU Deluxe Edition, incl. live disc and the short story
3 Mercury 2735104 BOX 2010 EU 2CD + DVD Super Deluxe Edition
4 Mercury 2758123 2CD 2010 EU 2CD Tour Edition

Peace on Earth

Well now, goodbye my friend, it was good to know you
I hope you understand
Twenty-one years and I ain’t got nothing
But I’m sitting here wondering if I can

Wishing and dreaming
Hoping and reaching
For things I was never meant to have
If my foolish life’s a product of my gross misconceptions
Who’s gonna give a damn?

I don’t want peace on earth
I just wanna go—
I just wanna go home

Well, I know I never was much more than you expected
I expect now I won’t disappoint
But my dreams are not as hollow as the empty world I saw
Though I guess I never did get the point
Life cannot just be the only option left
The only thing you can count on in this world is regret

I don’t want peace on earth
I just wanna go—
I just wanna go home

Right world, wrong time
They say to me, Hang cool teddy bear

Best thing to do is just feed them fear
Get them thinking about there, and forget about here
Don’t try to fight, don’t try to win
When they knock you down you gotta get back up again

I don’t wanna be an end
To break this back and bleed these hands
To take my strength and all I am
To steal my soul for all your plans
I, I don’t wanna be
But I’m not so self-righteous to think that I would not take 100,000 lives
To see, oh, my mother’s eyes
And trace that southern smile
I don’t wanna die
I don’t wanna die
I dont want much more than a working man deserves:
Just a life worth living
And a death worth dying for, oh

I don’t want peace on earth
I so want peace on earth
I don’t want peace on earth
Oh, I so want peace on earth

And I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home

I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home

I don’t want peace on earth....

Written by T. DriggersScrambler Music (ASCAP) — A division of Carnival Music Group

LIVING ON THE OUTSIDE

I’ve got steel on my fingers, granite on my breath
A bottle in one ear and a spike in my chest
A nickel in my boot and my finger in a dam
I hang out with a bunch of losers I call my friends, and we sing

oooh
oooh
oooh
oooh

But I’m headin’ out today, I’m goin’ down Elijah’s way
Spinnin’ wheels on fire, with my speed needle between my jeans
So darlin’, show my what you’re hiding behind that ring
Behind your pink silhouette, young lust balcony

C’mon baby, just ride with me
C’mon baby, just ride with me
C’mon baby, just ride with me

We got two-thousand miles between here and home
They won’t even know we’re gone
I got mama’s smile and my daddy’s gun
You got your honest face and your liar’s tongue

Until Armageddon takes me
It’s just you and my baby
Running like the only sinners left
Loving like the only sinners left
Livin’ like the only sinners left alive

Livin’ on the outside

I got one shot to steal this world
If you wanna go with me you can be my girl
Here’s a bullet for your thoughts and a penny for the train
Next time I’m here they’ll be diggin’ my grave

C’mon baby, just ride with me
C’mon baby, just ride with me

We got two-thousand miles between here and home
They won’t even know we’re gone
I got mama’s smile and my daddy’s gun
You got your honest face and your liar’s tongue

Until Armageddon takes me
It’s just you and my baby
Running like the only sinners left
Loving like the only sinners left
Livin’ like the only sinners left alive

Livin’ on the outside

Livin’ on the outside (hey hey hey)
Livin’ on the outside (oh, yeah yeah, livin’)
Livin’ on the outside (yeah yeah yeah yeah, ooh)
Livin’ on the outside (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh hey)

Well, if I gotta go, I’m going in style
You’re gonna find me running down that Calvary mile
A beggar’s son on the potter’s tree

C’mon, baby just ride with me
C’mon, baby just ride with me
C’mon, baby just ride with me

Come on!
Come on! …

We got two-thousand miles between here and home
They won’t even know we’re gone
I got my mama’s smile and my daddy’s gun
Bring your honest face and your liar’s tongue

Until Armageddon takes me
It’s just you and my baby
Runnin’ like the only sinners left
Livin’ like the only sinners left
Lovin’ like the only sinners left alive

Livin’ on the outside....

Written by T. DriggersScrambler Music (ASCAP) — A division of Carnival Music Group

Los Angeloser

Yo baby, I wrote you this poem
I’d like to dedicate it to you

Hm, I’m just a white boy, I play the guitar
I put my pants on, I drive a shit car
Up into the valley to see my girlfriend
She’s got a big couch, she got a Mercedes Benz

Sing hallelujah, my glass is half full
She pours me champagne, she drinks a Red Bull
And she says, Darling, one thing you got to understand:
As long as I am satisfied, well, you will always be my man

You know that I, I’ll give you all the love that have
I’ll empty all my pockets and I give you what I can
You know that I, I’ll give you all the love that I have
I’ll give you all the love that I have

Los Angeloser
Los Angeloser (la la la)
Los Angeloser
I’m gonna give you all the love that I can

Oh yeah, we got the sunshine, we got the good friends
We do-si-do-in all the time
Out in the wilderness she always looks fine
She’s gonna be the one to make it and I’ll be two steps behind

You know that I, I’ll give you all the love that have
I’ll empty all my pockets and I give you what I can
You know that I, I’ll give you all the love that have
I’ll give you all the love that I have

Los Angeloser
Los Angeloser (la la la)
Los Angeloser
I’m gonna give you all the love that I can

Now check this out:
I say this with the deepest appreciation for all you ladies out there
Especially the ones who’ve shown a little love for someone such as myself

(Los Angeloser)
(Los Angeloser, la la la) [BV’s repeat]

You believed in me
You loved me
You’re all so friendly towards me
And if it wasn’t for you
There would be no… me

You know that I, I’ll give you all the love that have
I’ll empty all my pockets and I give you what I can
You know that I, I’ll give you all the love that have
I’ll give you all the love that I can

You know that I, I’ll give you all the love that have
I’ll empty all my pockets and I give you what I can
You know that I, I’ll give you all the love that have
I’ll give you all the love that I have

Oh, I’ll give you all the love that have
I’ll empty all my pockets, I’ll give you what I can
You know that I, I’ll give you all the love that have
I’ll give you all the love that I have
Oh, I’ll give you all the love that have
Oh, I’ll give you all the love that have

If it wasn’t for you there would be no me....

Written by James Michael
Little Big Guy Music / Warner Tamerlane (BMI)

If I Can’t Have You
feat. Kara DioGuardi with a special appearance on piano by Hugh Laurie

Boy: To say it’s love would be too simple, too obvious
It’s more like a calling, a vocation
Something I was put on this earth to do
Now I’m shooting with the stars and I’m flying with the angels
And my heartbeat is a symphony the closer I get to you

I never saw you comin’ till you came, and here you are
I never thought someone would ever dare to come this far
You’re up for the resistance, and I’m strong in my persistence
And I’ve never known a remedy like ours

If I can’t have you
If I can’t have you
I would be a river dried up into dust
I would be imprisoned for ever having loved
If I can’t have you—I don’t wanna be me

Then I would be the same man you scraped off the ground
I’d have to go back bein’ that broken soul you found
Those days are in the darkness, I burried them with hardness
And I’d have to dig those demons out

Your life is like an anchor that puts me in my place
No, you won’t let me sink when I’m off losin’ my way
Thank God for your virtue and the wisdom in your eye
‘Cause somehow you get through on all that crazy in my mind

If I can’t have you
If I can’t have you
I would be a river dried up into dust
I would be imprisoned for ever having loved
If I can’t have you—I don’t wanna be me
I don’t wanna be me

Girl: Why did it take you so long to finally see
That we had a love that you don’t find easily?
You broke my heart and the price to pay for that
Is you’ll have to live the misery of losing what you had

Boy:If I can’t have you....

Boy: My words have come too late
Girl: I’ve already turned that page
Don’t you look at me that way
Cause you’ll pull me back and that’s the part I hate

Boy: I’ll stay trapped inside my hell
Where it’s so hot that my walls melt
Girl: I can hear a promise in every lie you said you’d never tell
Boy: If I had only told the truth
Girl: Oh, I could never trust you to
You’ll survive
Boy: No, I will die

If I can’t have you
If I can’t have you
Then I’m sorry for the things I cost you in the end
My punishment is more than any man can stand

Boy:I need you in my life
Girl:I can’t let go
Boy:Why don’t you stay with me tonight?
Girl:I feel alone
Boy:Turn off all the lights
Girl:Take me home

Boy: If I can’t have you
If I can’t have you
Then I would be a river dried up into dust
I would be imprisoned for ever having loved
If I can’t have you I don’t wanna be me

To say it’s love would be too simple....

Written by Kara DioGuardi / Raine Maida / Paul Freeman
Sunshine Terrace Music / Bug Music (BMI) / Sony/ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP) o.b.o. Sony Music Publishing Canada / Under Zenith Music Inc. (SOCAN) / WB Music Corp. (ASCAP) and Sad Eyes Publishing (ASCAP) All rights on behalf of itself and Sad Eyes Publishing admin. by WB Music Corp.

Love Is Not Real / Next Time You Stab Me in the Back
Special Appearance Guitar: Brian May and Steve Vai

There have been many sightings of love in truth
The skeptic in me longs for to see of love some proof

Only for you does this happen
Only for you do I care

Love is not real
Love is a hoax
It’s just a dream—I’ve had so many nights alone

Love is not here
Love is somewhere else
It’s somewhere far—no man I’ve ever known’s come close

It can be viscious, heartless, dire, and cruel
In spite of my mind, my heart longs to find fire and fuel

Only for you do I do this
Only for you do I care

Love is not real
Love is a hoax
It’s just a dream—I’ve had so many nights alone

Love is not here
Love is somewhere else
It’s somewhere far—no man I’ve ever known’s come close

My girlfriend doesn’t want to know me
And my friends think I’ve lost the plot
I have become a liability
I got to do something but I don’t know what

I’m hearing many voices, I can’t see straight
I think I might be going insane
Can’t make my own descisions
And I just can’t wait to mess it all up again

I never thought that I would succeed
Beyond the wildest dreams I’ve ever dreamt
But everything’s become so hackneyed
Familiarity only breeds contempt

So I’m ruining your life
I’m bored with mine
I’m acting like I couldn’t care less
Another bottle and another line
Another stranger to undress

(the next time you stab me in the back you better do it to my face)
(the next time you stab me in the back you better do it to my face)
The next time you stab me in the back you better do it to my face
The next time you stab me in the back you better do it to my face

When you forget what you cannot forgive
The terms are so much easier to come to with
When we look at what we’re going through and desaturate
Until everything is simple
Love or hate
Love or hate

I have been searching
I have been searching my soul
I’ve seen the brightest star
I’ve seen the blackest hole
I’ve found a way to cope with every twist of fate
Now everything is simple
Love or hate
Love or hate

The next time you stab me in the back you better do it to my face....

And when that love comes crawling back to me to say:
I’ve been away, now please let me stay with thee—no way!

Never again will I do this
Never again will I care

Love is not real
Love is a hoax
It’s just a dream—I’ve had so many nights alone

Love is not here
Love is somewhere else
It’s just a dream—I’ve had so many nights alone

Love is not real
Love is a hoax
It’s just a dream—I’ve had so many nights alone

Love is not here
Love is somewhere else
It’s somewhere far—no man I’ve ever known’s come close....

Written by Justin Hawkins / Eric Nally / Meat Loaf Aday / Rob Cavallo
Justin Hawkins unpublished / EMI April Music Inc. o.b.o. itself and Foxy Shazam LLC (ASCAP) / Neverland Music Publishing (BMI) / Outboard 5 Music admin. by WB Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Like a Rose
feat. Jack Black

You better pray she took her morning medication, yeah
Or you might have to pick her up at the police station
‘Cause if there’s trouble in this town you know she’s gonna find it
She’s like the devil in a short skirt, but I don’t mind it

Everybody thinks I’m crazy
But they don’t even know

She’s kinda like a rose
She’ll cut you on you thumb
She’ll kick you when you’re low and fuck you when she’s done
The bitch is like a rose
And let me tell you son
That every time you think you’ve got control—aww—sh—sh—she got it

Maybe I’m a victim of infatuation
You know that hot-blooded girl’s got my inspiration
Yeah, it doesn’t really matter that she isn’t twenty-one
‘Cause she’s always backstage when the band gets done

Everybody thinks I’m crazy
But they don’t even know

She’s kinda like a rose
She’ll cut you on you thumb
She’ll kick you when you’re low and fuck you when she’s done
The bitch is like a rose
And let me tell you son
That every time you think you’ve got control—sh—sh—she got it

She got jagged edges and a dirty mouth, what a lady
She’s got everything that I don’t wanna live without

She’s kinda like a rose
She’s kinda like a rose
She’s kinda like a rose
And you might wanna run
‘Cause even when she’s cold she’s burnin like the sun
The bitch is like a rose
And smokin’ like a gun
Don’t care care if you don’t like her: I love her, I love her

She’s kinda like a rose
She’s kinda like a rose
She’ll cut you on you thumb
She’ll kick you when you’re low and fuck you when she’s done
The bitch is like a rose
And let me tell you son
That every time you think you’ve got control—
Every time you think you’ve got control—sh—sh—she got it....

Written by Kevin Kadish / Jake Scherer
The Jacob Scherer Publishing Company (SESAC) / WB Music Corp. (ASCAP), Song Tower (ASCAP) and Slowguy Songs (ASCAP). All rights on behalf of itself, Song Tower and Slowguy Songs administered by WB Music Corp.

Song of Madness
Special Appearance Guitar: Steve Vai

I dreamed there was a magic song
I played for the queen ‘neath the golden throne
My heart flowed through my broken voice to her
The queen did smile and she did cry
My fingers bled a thousand lives
A red-teared river flowed our lives between us

Her majesties tears and the pauper’s blood
An angel’s breath and the devil’s touch
The song of madness madly cryin’ to her

You’re a wolf in a lamb’s disguise
A cold lover with a warm invite
Mornin’ gonna carry us to our grave
Dream a dream in agony
The sweetest dream you’ll ever see
Make my dream reality
Oh carry me—
Carry me to my grave

She placed the blade within the king’s throne
And in mine did I place my own
With the lamb’s blood we purchased our sins pardon
Ooh, the sky ripped open and the shadows fled
The moon blew out and the stars burned red
The song of madness, madly crying to her

On a night such as this
An angel’s lips and the devil’s kiss
Mornin’ gonna carry us to our grave
Dream a dream in agony
The sweetest dream you’ll ever see
Make my dream reality
And carry me—
Carry me to my grave
Oh carry me—
Carry me to my grave....

The song of madness madly cryin’ to her
The song of madness shot like lightning through us
The song of madness madly cryin’ to her....

Madness
Madness
Madness

My god, my queen just lie to me
Make me believe that I am king and by morning—

You’re a wolf in a lamb’s disguise
A cold lover with a warm invite
Mornin’ gonna carry us to our grave
Dream a dream in agony
The sweetest dream you’ll ever see
Make my dream reality
And carry me—
Oh, carry me—
Carry me to my grave
Carry me to my grave
Carry me—
Carry me to my grave....

Written by T. Driggers / Meat Loaf Aday / Jamie Muhoberac
Scrambler Music (ASCAP) — A division of Carnival Music Group / Neverland Music Publishing (BMI) Novawatch Music (ASCAP)

Did You Ever Love Somebody

Did you ever love somebody
So much that the earth moved?
Did you ever love somebody
Even though it hurts you?

Did you ever love somebody
Nothin’ else your heart could do?
Did you ever love somebody who never knew?

Did you ever lay your head down
On the shoulder of a good friend
And then have to look away somehow
Had to hide the way you felt for them?

Have you ever prayed the day would come
You’d hear them say they’d feel it to?
Have you ever loved somebody who never knew?

And if (and if)
You did
Well, you know I’d understand

I could (I could)
I would
More than anybody can

Did you ever love somebody
So much that the earth moved?
Did you ever love somebody
Even though it hurts you?

Did you ever love somebody
Nothing else your heart could do?
Did you ever love somebody like I love you?
Like I love you? …

Written by Marsha Malamet / Liz Vidal
Gitsoms Songs (ASCAP) / Samaxian Music (ASPAX) and Ro and Ro Entertainment (ASCAP)

California Isn’t Big Enough (Hey There Girl)

Hey there girl, there’s a little surprise
I’m so hot and you’re the reason why
You’re so cute, I wanna smash your face
I know you’re the queen, I’m just a pawn
Babe, let me tell you, tell you, tell you, tell you

I can barely fit my dick in my pants—Ooh!—whoa oh—Ooh!—whoa oh
California isn’t big enough for me—Ooh!—whoa oh—Ooh!—whoa oh
Come on and lend me your hand with my forthcoming release
Because California isn’t big enough for me

I’m no Fred but I can make your bed rock baby, oh
Oh yeah
My god, you’re a beauty, I’m just a beast
Babe, let me tell you, tell you, tell you, tell you

I can barely fit my dick in my pants—Ooh!—whoa oh—Ooh!—whoa oh
California isn’t big enough for me—Ooh!—whoa oh—Ooh!—whoa oh
Come on and lend me your hand with my forthcoming release
Because California isn’t big enough for me

You always pictured me laughing in the arms of others
What kind of man do you think I am?
We were just good friends but we dreamed we could be lovers
Damned if ya don’t, damned if ya do

I always promised you the earth and you were right to ask it
What kind of fool do you take me for?
I played Romeo but the tragedy became a farce, yeah
I don’t make promises anymore…
I don’t make promises anymore…
I don’t make promises anymore…
I don’t make promises anymore…

I can barely fit my dick in my pants—Ooh!—whoa oh—Ooh!—whoa oh
California isn’t big enough for me—Ooh!—whoa oh—Ooh!—whoa oh
Come on and lend me your hand with my forthcoming release
Because California isn’t big enough for me

Whaa! No, no no

I can barely fit my big dog in here—Ooh!—whoa oh—Ooh!—whoa oh
California isn’t big enough for me—Ooh!—whoa oh—No no
I can barely fit my dick in my pants—Ooh!—Ooh!
California isn’t big enough for me....

Written by Justin Hawkins / Eric Nally
Justin Hawkins unpublished / EMI April Music Inc. o.b.o. itself and Foxy Shazam LLC (ASCAP)

Running Away From Me

I swallowed the world with my problems
Though maybe a girl can solve ‘em
Don’t let anyone in, I’m stuck with these sins
I’m hoping maybe time can absolve ‘em

I said I needed room to breathe
I said I needed to run free
Well, that’s all through
Thought I was runnin’ from you
Turns out I was runnin’ from me

La, la, la la, la, la
Runnin’ away from me
La, la, la la, la, la
Runnin’ away from me

There’s a girl who lives down my street
She said the flowers take care of the bees
She says she’ll bring me ashore
Because daddy’s at war
She’s going to take care of me

Now if history is violence and sex
I’d rather not pay my respects
If I’ve caused offence, I’m just trying to talk sense
Forgive me if I’m too direct or politically incorrect

La, la, la la, la, la
Runnin’ away from me
La la, la la, la, la
Runnin’ away from me

Turns out I was runnin’ from me

I said I needed room to breathe
I said I needed room to breathe
I said I needed room to breathe
I said I needed room to breathe

I said I needed room to breathe
I said I needed room to breathe
I said I needed room to breathe
I said I needed room to breathe

I said I needed room to breathe
I said I needed to run free
Well, that’s all through
Thought I was runnin’ from you
Turns out I was runnin’ from me
Turns out I was runnin’ from me

La, la, la la, la, la
Runnin’ away from me
La, la, la la, la, la
Runnin’ away from me
Runnin’ away from me
Runnin’ away from me
Runnin’ away from me
Runnin’ away from me.....

Written by Jon Foreman
Rubadub Rublishing Publishing

Let’s Be in Love
feat. Patti Russo

Boy: Lie, tell me a lie
Tell me you’d like to stay for a while
Leave, before you leave
Make me believe there’s still something left inside

Maybe our hearts could heal or break
This could go either way

Let’s be in love
Let’s be in love
Let’s go upstairs till we’ve both had enough
There’s no tomorrow or yesterday, oh my my
Let’s be in love tonight
Let’s be in love tonight

Time, life is just time
Leaves on a vine, pasted or wasted away
Tried, God knows we tried
Taking our sides and played it so safe

Maybe our hearts could heal or break
This could go either way

Let’s be in love
Let’s be in love
Let’s go upstairs till we’ve both had enough
There’s no tomorrow or yesterday, oh my my
Let’s be in love tonight

Girl: Let’s close the door
Let’s be indiscrete
Let’s be the flesh and the sweat on the sheets
Let’s fill the darkness with passion and grace
Let’s leave a mark that will never erase

God knows what we’ll be by the morning light
Now come on over here
Let’s be in love tonight....

Boy: God knows what we’ll be by the morning light
Let’s be in love
Let’s be in love
Let’s go upstairs till we’ve both had enough
Let’s be in love
Let’s be in love
Let’s go upstairs till we’ve both had enough
There’s no tomorrow or yesterday, oh my my
Let’s be in love
Let’s be in love
Let’s go upstairs till we’ve both had enough
There’s no tomorrow or yesterday, oh my my
Let’s be in love tonight
Let’s be in love
Girl:Let’s be in love
Both:Let’s be in love tonight....

Written by Gregory Becker / John Paul White / Mathius Wollo
SONY / ATV Cross Keys Publishing / Yogaboy Music (ASCAP) / Mr. Bright Sunshine Publishing (BMI) / EMI Blackwood Publishing Inc. (BMI) / BMG Rights Management / Kobalt Music Group Ltd.

If It Rains

Well, I’m lookin’ at the man in the broken glass
There’s a crack where his heart was beatin’ last
Oh, I can tell he’s been through hell
I say never stop dreaming

Oh yesterday’s gone, tomorrow is the day
Oh, we’re not dyin’ we’re just pavin’ the way
For the lovers, the dreamers, the kids who say
Never stop livin’
Oh never stop livin’

‘Cause if it rains, it rains
We’ll be in the street, lookin’ thunder in the face
Singin’ na, na, na na, na
I won’t change
‘Cause if it rains, it rains

Oh, like water in your lungs they try to shut you down
Take your good ideas and your shout out louds
But they don’t know the movement’s growin’
We’ll never stop breathin’

Oh, never before and never again
Will there be a moment like this my friend
To make a change, stand up and say
Never stop livin’
No, never stop livin’

‘Cause if it rains, it rains
We’ll be in the street, lookin’ thunder in the face
Singin’ na, na, na na, na, na
I won’t change
‘Cause if it rains, it rains....

‘Cause if it rains, it rains
We’ll be in the street, lookin’ thunder in the face
Singin’ na, na, na na, na
I won’t change
‘Cause if it rains, it rains

And if it rains, it rains
We’ll be in the street, lookin’ thunder in the face
Singin’ na, na, na na, na
I won’t change
‘Cause if it rains, it rains, oh
‘Cause if it rains, it rains, oh
If it rains, it rains....

Written by Jared Johnston / Neil Mason
Sony / ATV Harmony (ASCAP) Silent Cue Music (BMI), Music of Combustion (BMI) and Bug Music-Songs of Windswept Pacific (BMI). All rights on behalf of Silent Cue Music and Music of Combustion administered by Bug Music-Songs of Windswept Pacific.

Elvis in Vegas

I didn’t take a suitcase
I had to travel light
I climbed out of my bedroom window
It was just about quarter past midnight

Out on the highway
I hitched a ride, I was heading west
I had to listen to some trucker
Tell me all about the meaning of life

Got a ride just outside of Memphis
I was wild out on the road
I saw shanties and shacks, and burned-out Cadillacs
And faces that glittered like gold

Shoulda seen it comin’
Oh, shoulda seen the signs
I saw seven horses runnin’
I had a front-row seat at the end of time

I was just fifteen and the world was mine
As I watched my dreams come to life on that night

I saw Elvis in Vegas
I saw Elvis in Vegas

Now since that long lost summer
I never looked back
Now the lines on my face
Are looking more like cracks

And when the dreams all crumble
It’s time to face the facts
I don’t care about tomorrow
Oh, there’s no looking back

I shoulda seen it comin’
Oh, I shoulda seen the signs
I saw seven horses runnin’
I had a front-row seat at the end of time

I was just fifteen and the world was mine
As I watched my dreams come to life on that night
I was standing tall, thought I would never die
And I watched it all in the white spot light

I saw Elvis in Vegas
I saw Elvis in Vegas

I saw Elvis in Vegas…
I saw Elvis in Vegas....

I shoulda seen it comin’
Oh, I shoulda seen the signs
I saw seven horses runnin’
I had a front-row seats at the end of time

When the lights went out
I heard the young girls scream
The sound of my heartbeat (my heartbeat)
Would make the thunder pride

Well, I was just fifteen and the world was mine
And I watched my dreams come to life on that night
Well, I was standin’ tall, thought I would never die
And I watched it all in the white spot light

I saw Elvis in Vegas
I saw Elvis in Vegas
I saw Elvis in Vegas
I saw Elvis in Vegas
I saw Elvis in Vegas
Oh, I saw Elvis in Vegas....

Is your heart full of pain?
Shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight? …

Written by Jon Bon Jovi / Desmond Child / Billy Falcon
Universal - PlyGram Int. Publ., Inc. / Bon Jovi Publ. (ASCAP) / Destonia, Inc. (ASCAP). All rights administered by Kobalt Blue Songs/© 2010 Pretty Blue Songs (Adm. by Colton Entertainment, LLC d.b.a. Songs of Colton Entertainment) (BMI). International Copyright Secured.

Boneyard

Yeah, you can bury my bones on the outskirts of town
You can bury my bones on the outskirts of town
You find a nail sticking out
Why don’t you hammer it down

While you bury my bones, oh

Said, if you’re going with me, you’re going six feet down
If you’re going with me, I’ll take you six feet down
There ain’t enough rope in Texas
Make me turn around

Go on and bury my bones

I’m gonna meet you down in the boneyard
Where we can settle this
Meet me down in the boneyard
You ol’ son of a bitch

Yeah, you can scrub, you can scrub, but you can’t wash it off
You can scrub, you can scrub, you can change who you are, but you can’t wash it off
There ain’t enough rope in Kansas
Make me turn my head and cough

Go on and bury my bones

I meet you down in the boneyard
Let the good times roll
I’m gonna go down to the boneyard
Meet me down in the hole....

I will meet you in the boneyard, you old poker-faced devil
I will meet you in the boneyard, you ol’ poker-faced devil
I think we can settle this
I have a bible and a shovel

You old poker-faced devil
My-my, poker-faced devil

Why don’t you meet me down in the boneyard
Now we can settle this
Meet me down in the boneyard
Why don’t you give us a kiss

I’m gonna meet you down in the boneyard
You old son of a bitch

Oh baby, gimme a kiss....

Written by Tom Hambridge
Tom Hambridge Tunes

Prize Fight Lover

It’s a bend-out, burned-out, [bloodhound] Saturday night
Under the crimson cut-throat canyon sky
Oh, the city’s on fire but the hills are alive
With the sound of this night, oh yeah

Baby leans close and she whispers she don’t care
She wraps her legs round my waist, runs her fingers through my hair
She rests her head on these soft tail lights
Feel the world rushing under this bike
Hear the cold highway explode, in rubber and fire

Now the only thing that matters is this leather cutting through this California wind
She said, take me anywhere
She said, take me everywhere

Everybody’s got someone they don’t wanna be
You don’t wanna be you, I don’t wanna be me
Everybody’s got a plan, everybody’s got a dream
I ain’t got nothing, I just wanna be free

Ain’t much that’s mine, but these boots and this time
Maybe I’ll take you right out of here
Baby, I’ll take you right out of here
I’m a prize fight lover, soul auctioneer

Now the 101 is blacker than a funeral parade
I grab the throttle, left a scar on the interstate
You see, the funny thing about leaving town
You leave something you think you can’t live without
Now we’re heading north, but she’s looking south

She whispered one last request, apologize to the desert wind
She said, I’ll never look back again
She said, I’ll never look back again

Everybody’s got someone they don’t wanna be
You don’t wanna be you, I don’t wanna be me
Everybody’s got a plan, everybody’s got a dream
I ain’t got nothing, I just wanna be free

Ain’t much that’s mine, but these boots and this time
Baby, I’ll take you right out of here
Baby, I’ll take you right out of here
I’m a prize fight lover, soul auctioneer....

I got you right here, tucked behind my ear
Whisper all your fears and your dreams to me
I can feel you here, I feel your scarred soul speak
With the longing and nerving and its depth and its need

The night is alive, this voice is a knife
Riding shotgun tonight on your contra-band soul
I got a keen premonition, a wild proposition
Let the smouldering hunger in you explode

She ripped the knife from the scene with a fugitive scream and a gypsy prayer
She said, take me anywhere
She said, take me everywhere

Everybody’s got someone they don’t wanna be
You don’t wanna be you, I don’t wanna be me
Everybody’s got a plan, everybody’s got a dream
I ain’t got nothing, I just wanna be free

Ain’t much that’s mine, but these boots and this time
Baby, I’ll take you right out of here
Baby, I’ll take you right out of here
Baby, I’ll take you right out of here
I’m a prize fight lover, soul—
I’m a prize fight lover, soul auctioneer....

Written by T. Driggers / Dave Bassett / Tommy Henriksen
Scrambler Music (ASCAP) — A division of Carnival Music Group / Two Of Everything Music / WB Music Corp. (ASCAP) / Sony/ATV Songs LLC / Songs With A Pure Tone / Dis Vicious Music (BMI)

I Want You So Hard (Boy’s Bad News)

I want you so hard, I want you so good
Can you trust me? Yes, you know you should
My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
You’re wastin’ your time cause the boy’s bad news

My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
Leave him alone cause the boy’s bad news!

I want you so hard, I want you so good
Take a chance now, you know you should
Trust your instincts and let me in
Just be my ride and I’ll be my friend

My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
You’re wastin’ your time cause the boy’s bad news
My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
Just leave him alone, cause the boy’s bad news....

I want you so hard, I want you so good
Can you trust me? Yes, you know you should
Trust your instincts and let me in
Just be my ride and I’ll be my friend

My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
Just leave him alone, cause boy’s bad news
My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
Just leave him alone, cause it’s just bad news....

My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
You’re wastin’ your time, the boy’s bad news
My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
Leave him alone cause the boy’s bad news

My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
You’re wastin’ your time, the boy’s bad news
My friends are talkin’ and they’re tellin’ you:
Just leave him alone, cause the boy’s bad news....

I gotta tell you now the boy’s bad news....

Written by Eagles of Death Metal
Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

Roadhouse Blues / Why Don’t We Do It in the Road?

Roadhouse Blues

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll

Meat: Keep your eyes on the road and your hands upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road and your hands upon the wheel
Well, we’re goin’ to the Roadhouse, we’re gonna have a real good time

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long, come on now

CC: Well, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
Well, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
And that’s where the people like to go down slow

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long

That’s how I like to do it, all night long....

Patti: Let it roll, roll, roll, baby feel my soul, well alright
Let it roll, roll, roll, baby feel my soul, well alright
Ashen lady
Ashen lady
Give up your vows
Give up your vows
Save the city
Save the city
Right now

All: Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer
Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer
Well, the future’s uncertain but the end is always near

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, ah

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long....

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, I said now all night long

All night
All night
Whaaa, baby, all night long
Yeah yeah yeah....

Written by Jim Morrison and The Doors
Doors Music (ASCAP) Administered by Wixen Music Publishing, Inc.

Why Don’t We Do It in the Road?

Why don’t we do it in the road?
Why don’t we do it in the road?
Why don’t we do it in the road?
Why don’t we do it in the road?
No one will be watching us
Why don’t we do it in the road? …
[repeat]

Written by Lennon-McCartney
Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

End Notes