Outside Now (A)

These executives have plooked the fuck out of me
And there's still a long time to go before I've
Paid my debt to society
And all I ever really wanted to do was
Play the guitar 'n bend the string like
Reent-toont-teent-toont-teent-toont-teenooneenoonee

I've got it
I'll be sullen and withdrawn
I'll dwindle off into the twilight realm
Of my own secret thoughts
I'll lay on my back here 'til dawn
In a semi-catatonic state
And dream of guitar notes
That would irritate
An executive kinda guy...

Well, I guess that one did the trick
If they only coulda heard it
Half-a-dozen of 'em woulda strangled
While they was suckin' on each other's dick

But that was only a bunch of imaginary
Notes I played
Just a little extra somethin'
To keep me goin' from day to day

That's okay
I'll be gettin' outta here pretty soon
Then I won't have to live
In this ugly fuckin' room

Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now...
Can't wait to see

I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now...
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like

On the outside now . . .
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now...

Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now...
Can't wait to see

I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now...
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like

On the outside now...
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now...

Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now...
Outside now...

Lucille (Am)

Lucille

Has messed my mind up
But I still love her
Oh I still love her
Lucille
Has messed my mind up
But I still love her
Oh I still love her
Lucille
Has messed my mind up
But I still need her you know I need her

Whatcha tryna doota me Lucille?
Whatcha tryna doota me Lucille?
Whatcha tryna doota me Lucille?
You got me goin outa my mind

Lucille
Has tore my heart up
But I still love her
I really love her
Lucille
Has tore my heart up
But I still need her
You know I need her

She treats me like my heart
Is made of stone
She runs around
And leaves me home
All alone
She doesn't answer
When I call her on the phone
She messed up my mind
I'm cryin' alia the time

Lucille
Has messed my mind...

Joe's Garage (F#)

We take you nowTo a garage in Carmichael

It wasn't very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the Dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy, little amp
With a sign on the front said, "Fender Champ"
And a second hand guitar
It was a Stratocaster with a whammy bar

We could jam in Joe's garage
His mama was screamin'
His dad was mad
We was playin' the same old song
In the afternoon and sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew and easy too
So, we wouldn't get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like

Hey!
Down in Joe's garage
We didn't have no dope or LSD
But a couple a-quarts a-beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend your ear
And the same old chords goin' over and over
Became a symphony
We could play it again and again and again
'Cause it sounded good to me
One more time

We could jam in Joe's garage
His mama was screamin'
"Turn it down!"
We was playing the same old song
In the afternoon and sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew and easy too
So, we wouldn't get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone

We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin' the band together
And we figured that we should
'Cause about this time we was gettin' the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
They'd all come over and dance around like

So, we picked out a stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a couple a-bucks
And we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits and Beatle boots
And a sign on the back of the car
And we was ready to work in a go-go bar

1, 2, 3, 4
Let's see if you've got some more

People seemed to like our song
They got up and danced and made a lotta noise
And it wasn't 'fore very long
A guy from a company we can't name

Said we oughta take his pen
And sign on the line for a real good time
But he didn't tell us when
These good times would be somethin'

That was really happenin'
So, the band broke up
And it looks like
We will never play again

Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like

Turn it down!
Turn it down!
I have children sleeping here
Don't you boys know any nice songs?

Well, the years was rollin' by, yeah
Heavy metal and glitter rock
Had caught the public eye, yeah
Snotty boys with lipstick on

Was really flyin' high, yeah
And then they got that disco thing
And new wave came along
And all of a sudden I thought the time

Had come for that old song
We used to play in Joe's garage
And if I am not wrong
You will soon be dancin' to the

(The white zone is for loading)
(And unloading only)
(If you gotta load or unload)
(Go to the white zone)

I said, "The years was rollin' by", yeah
The years was rollin' by
(I am calling the police!)
So, those years are rollin' by
(I did it, they'll be here shortly!)
Those years was rollin' by, yeah
(This is the police)
Those years are rollin' by
(I'm not joking around anymore)
(Come out, we have the garage surrounded)
Those years are rollin' by
(Give yourselves up)
(We will not harm you)
I said, "Those years are rollin' by"
(Or hurt you neither)
(You'll see them; there they are, they're coming)
(This is the police)
(Give yourself up)
Those years are rollin' by
(We will not harm you)
(Listen to that mess, would you?)
(This is the police)
(Give yourself up)
(We have the garage surrounded)
(Everyday this goes on around here!)
Those years are rollin' by
(We will not harm you)
(Or maim you)
(SWAT team four, move in!)
I said, "Those years are slidin' by"
(He used cut my grass, he was a very nice boy)

Magic Fingers (Am)

Ooh, the way you love me, lady,I get so hard now I could die
Ooh, the way you love me, sugar,
I get so hard now I could die

Open up your pocketbook,
Get another quarter out,
Drop it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size
Open up your pocketbook,
Get another quarter out,
Drop it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size

Ooh, the way you squeeze me, baby,
Red balloons just pop behind my eyes
Ooh, the way you squeeze me, girl,
Red balloons just pop behind my eyes

Open up your pocketbook,
Get another quarter out,
Drop it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size
Open up your pocketbook,
Get another quarter out,
Drop it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size

[Mark:]
Oh, do you really wanna please me?

[Howard:]
You know I do, baby

[Mark:]
Well, tell me why you do it
I really wanna know

[Howard:]
Oh, no, no, I wouldn't be right
For me to tell you tonight

[Mark:]
You better tell me right away
Or I pack up and go!

[Howard:]
Don't get mad
It ain't no big thing

[Mark:]
You better tell me right away,
Don't you treat me cold

[Howard:]
HOLD IT, HOLD IT, HOLD IT, HOLD IT!

Mud Shark (E)

There's a motel in Seattle, Washington called the Edgewater Inn
The Edgewater Inn is built out on a pier
So that means that when you look out your window, you don't see any dirt
It's got a bay or something out in your backyard (sh-sh-shark)

And to make it even more interesting
In the lobby of the aforementioned motel
There's a bait and tackle shop where the residents can go down whenever they want to
Rent a fishing pole and some preserved minnows
And schlep back up to their rooms
Open the window, stick their little pole outside
And within a few minutes, actually catch a fish of some sort
That they can bring into their motel room and do whatever they want with it
You know what I mean? (Mud Sh-sh-shark)

Now in this bay there's quite a variety of
Fish (mud Sh-sh-shark)
Not only do they have mud sharks up there, they got little arctic pussies that you can catch
Fish! (Mud Sh-sh-shark)
And all of these denizens of the deep can come in real handy

Let's say you were a traveling rock and roll band called the Vanilla Fudge
Let's say one night you checked into the Edgewater Inn with an 8mm movie camera (mud Sh-sh-shark)
Enough money to rent a pole
And just to make it more interesting (mud Sh-sh-shark)
A succulent young lady (no)
With a taste for the bizarre (mud Sh-sh-shark)
My mind drifts back (ooh)
To a meeting, a chance meeting in the Chicago O'Hare Airport
Where the members of the Vanilla Fudge told Don Preston
About the home movie they made at the Edgewater Inn
With a mud shark (mud Sh-sh-shark)

And I'm going to tell you, this dance, the mud shark, is sweeping the ocean
Hey! (Mud Sh-sh-shark)
Out! Get it moving, get it out
We're going to go out, so far
Come on

Out! You go out
So far out, you do the mud shark, baby
Out, you go out
So far out, you do the mud shark, baby
Now show them what they do with a mud shark
Out, you go out
Now show them what they do with a mud shark
You go out
You do a mud shark, baby
Out, you go out
Hey! Go on, catch the mud shark
So far out, do the mud shark, baby

Hey!
Out, you go out
So far out, do the mud shark, baby
Out! You go out
So far out, you do the mud shark, baby
Out, you go out
So far out, you do the mud shark, baby
Out! You go out
So far out, you do the mud shark, baby
Out, you go out
So far out, you do the mud shark, baby
Out! You go out
So far out, you do the mud shark, baby
Out, you go out
So far out, you do the mud shark, baby
Out, you go out
So far out, do the mud shark, baby

Peaches en Regalia (Bm)

 La La, Da Da, get down

Go Cry (G)

A year ago today was when you went away
But now you come back knockin' on my door
And you say you're back to stay

Go cry on somebody else's shoulder
I'm somewhat wiser now
And one whole year older
I sure don't need you now
And I don't love you anymore
You cheated me baby
And told some dirty lies about me
Fooled around with all those other guys
That's why I had to set you free
I sure don't need you now
And I don't love you anymore

A year ago today you went away
Now you come back cryin', cryin'
Darling, please, let me in
But I don't love you
I don't need you anymore
So go lean on so go cry on
Somebody else's door

Go cry on somebody else's shoulder
I'm somewhat wiser now
And one whole year older
I sure don't need you now i don't love you
Anymore

Go ahead and cry go ahead and let the tears
Fall out of your eye
Let 'em fall on your dress
Who cares if it makes a mess?
I gave you my high school ring
Down at the malt shop, baby
We had a teen-age love
I thought it was charp
It was really so grand but
You cheated me baby
And told some dirty lies about me
Fooled around with all those other guys
That's why I had to get my khakis pressed
I sure don't need you now
And I don't love you anymore
(Well, I don't love you)

darling
(IIII) is it any wonder
(I don't need you)
After the way you treated me at the malt shop
(IIII)
That I would come to the conclusion that
(I don't want you)
You never really did dig me anyway
(Baby, baby) i don't know whether it was
The amount of rose oil
I use on my pompadour or

Whether it was, I don't know
Whether it was my shoes or my shirt
(Oh, baby) maybe I didn't button the
Top button or something (Oh, baby)
Maybe it was the sticker on the
Back of my black Cadillac limousine
That says Mary Poppins is a junkie

I'm The Slime (F#m/Dm)

I am gross and perverted
I'm obsessed 'n deranged
I have existed for years
But very little has changed
I'm the tool of the Government
And industry too
For I am destined to rule
And regulate you

I may be vile and pernicious
But you can't look away
I make you think I'm delicious
With the stuff that I say
I'm the best you can get
Have you guessed me yet?
I'm the slime oozin' out
From your TV set

You will obey me while I lead you
And eat the garbage that I feed you
Until the day that we don't need you
Don't go for help... no one will heed you
Your mind is totally controlled
It has been stuffed into my mold
And you will do as you are told
Until the rights to you are sold

That's right, folks...
Don't touch that dial

Well, I am the slime from your video
Oozin' along on your livin' room floor

I am the slime from your video
Can't stop the slime, people, lookit me go

I am the slime from your video
Oozin' along on your livin' room floor

I am the slime from your video
Can't stop the slime, people, lookit me go

Baby Snakes (E)

Baby Snakes
Late at night is when they come out
Baby Snakes
Sure you know what I'm talkin' about

Pink 'n' wet
They make the best kinda pet
Baby
Baby
Snakes

Looked around
An' there's a couple right near me
Baby Snakes
Maybe I think they can probably hear me

Pink 'n' wet
I'll take all I can get
Baby
Baby
Baby
Sna-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-kes

They live in a ho-ho-hole
(Tiny hole)
That is usually empty
(Usually empty, tiny too)
They live by a code
(Dit dit dit dit)
That is usually SMPTE
Which stands for
Society of Motion Picture & Television Engineers

Maybe I think
That is what keeps them in sync
They're wet 'n' they're pink
I think I'll give 'em a, give 'em a
Give 'em a drink

Baby Sna-a-a-a-a-akesss

Willie The Pimp (Am)

I'm a little pimp with my hair gassed back

Pair a khaki pants with my shoe shined black

Got a little lady... walk the street
Tellin' all the boys that she can't be beat

Twenny dollah bill (I can set you straight)
Meet me onna corner boy 'n don't be late

Man in a suit with a bow-tie neck
Wanna buy a grunt with a third party check

Standin' onna porch of the Lido Hotel
Floozies in the lobby love the way I sell:
HOT MEAT
HOT RATS
HOT CATS
HOT RITZ
HOT ROOTS
HOT SOOTS

HOT MEAT
HOT RATS
HOT CATS
HOT ZITZ
HOT ROOTS
HOT SOOTS