For Your Precious Love
Losing high and low
She rolls the dice
She's cold as ice
Turn a yound man old
Comedy and tragedy
Entertainment or death
Like sister morphine
Hooked on her game
Time to place your bets
If it wasn't for bad luck,
I'd have no luck at all
Keep your eye on the money
keep your eye on the dealer's hand
Keep your eye on the money
keep your eye on the lady's hand
Queen of hearts
Or Ace of spades
I'm dancing on the blade
Freak show, goin' broke
The crowd screams on for more
Electric shock won't bring ya b
Life on the road
We're hittin' te road for a couple of weeks
we got places to go we got people to meet
So all you cool cats come in off the street
Yo daddy yo you'll get knocked off your feet
--The music will make you go crazy again and again-
People are jumpin' around feet flying though the air
They're gettin' knocked around nobody seems to care
They just wanna dance, they just wanna let loose
They just wanna have fun, we've got nothin to lose
The police try to shut us down
They're scared of all the crazy lookin freaks around
We keep on playin till' they cut the power switch
A riot breaks out we gotta leave pretty quick
We gotta keep on movin' got to make it to the next show
Can't afford another another night in jail - let's go!
There's a party every night we're all feeling good
-the music will make you go crazy again and again-
People are laughin, havin a good time
Exchanging ideas , speakin their minds
Nobody's uptight, just bein' themselves
Things are gettin' kinda wild, we're all raising hell
The party keeps goin' all thourgh the night
The neighbors keep tellin' us to be quiet
We climbin the van and we leave at sunrise
We get goin' we'll see ya next time
We gotta keep movin' gotta make it to the next show
Wish we could stay longer, let's go
Every major city has its own punk scene
The underground will never die if you know what i mean
There will always be dissenters people who relly know
Until the revolution comes we'll keep meetin' at the shows
-The music will make you go crazy again and again-
You're full of anger and hate caused by the mainstream crowd
So you go to the show to relax and hang out
You don't wanna leave cause you feel right at home
But you know at any nimute everyone will be gone
Montgomery, alabama they were gonna take us in
our anti-government lyrics shouldn't be sold to kids
they said we had two choices leave town or go to jail
We played death to all the pigs
packed up quick an bailed
We gotta keep movin' gotta make it to the next show
Can't afford another night in jail-let's go