Sports (1983)

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THE HEART OF ROCK & ROLL

(J. Colla/H. Lewis)

New York, New York is everything they say
Ain’t no place that I’d rather be
Where else can you do a half a million things
And all at a quarter to three

When they play their music
Ooh, that modern music
The like it with a lot of style
But it’s still that same old back beat rhythm
That really, really drives them wild

Chorus:
They say the heart of rock and roll is still beating
And from what I’ve seen I believe ’em
Now the old boy may be barely breathing
But the heart of rock
Heart of roll is still beating

LA, Hollywood and the Sunset Strip
Is something everyone should see
Neon lights and the pretty, pretty girls
All dressed so scantily

When they play their music
That hard rock music
They like it with a lot of flash
But it’s still that same old back beat rhythm
That really, really kicks ’em in the…

(Chorus)

DC, San Antone and the Liberty town
Boston and Baton Rouge
Tulsa, Austin, Oklahoma City
Seattle, San Francisco too
Everywhere there’s music
Real live music
Bands with a million styles
But it’s still that same old rock and roll music
That really, really drives ’em wild

(Chorus)

In Cleveland
Detroit
Heart of rock and roll

 
Lyrics

1. The Heart of Rock and Roll
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HEART AND SOUL

(M. Chapmin/N. Chinn)

Two o’clock this morning
If she should come a calling
I wouldn’t dream of turning her away
And if it got hot and hectic
I know she’d be electric
I’d let her take her chances with me
You see
She gets what she wants

Chorus:
‘Cause she’s heart and soul
She’s hot and cold
She’s got it all
Hot loving every night
Ooh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh-oh

Can’t you see her standing there
See how she looks, see how she cares
I let her steal the night away from me

Nine o’clock this morning
She left without a warning
I let her take advantage of me
You see, she got what she wanted

(Chorus)

Yes, she’s heart and soul
She’s hot and cold
She’s got it all
She’s heart and soul

She’s got lovin’ every night
Ooh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh-oh
She’s got it all
She’s heart and soul

 
Lyrics

2. Heart and Soul
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BAD IS BAD

(A. Call/J. Ciambotti/S. Hopper/H.Lewis/J. McFee/M. Schriener)

Went uptown to see my cousin
Plays guitar, sounds like a chainsaw buzzin’
In the crowd I see his mom and dad
I said “Hey, hey Uncle, man your son is bad”

Chorus:
But sometimes, sometimes bad is bad
I said cool is a rule, but sometimes bad is bad

Across the street, a neon sign
All you can eat for a dollar ninety-nine
Our Soul Stew is the baddest in the land
But one dollar’s worth was all that I could stand

(Chorus)

Back uptown to see Marie
Nobody home, I opened the door with my key
“I love you, Huey” was the note I read
But there’s a strange pair of shoes underneath the bed

(Chorus)

 
Lyrics

3. Bad Is Bad
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I WANT A NEW DRUG

(C. Hayes/H. Lewis)

I want a new drug
One that won’t make me sick
One that won’t make me crash my car
Or make me feel three feet thick

I want a new drug
One that won’t hurt my head
One that won’t make my mouth too dry
Or make my eyes too red

Chorus:
One that won’t make me nervous
Wonderin’ what to do
One that makes me feel
Like I feel when I’m with you
When I’m alone with you

I want a new drug
One that won’t spill
One that don’t cost too much
Or come in a pill

I want a new drug
One that won’t go away
One that won’t keep me up all night
One that won’t make me sleep all day

(Chorus)

I want a new drug
One that does what it should
One that won’t make me feel too bad
One that won’t make me feel too good

I want a new drug
One with no doubt
One that won’t make me talk too much
Or make my face break out

(Chorus)

 
Lyrics

4. I Want A New Drug
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WALKING ON A THIN LINE

(A. Pessis/K. Wells)

Sometimes in my bed at night
I curse the dark and I pray the for light
And sometimes the light’s no consolation

Blinded by a memory
Afraid of what it might do to me
And the tears and the sweat
Only mark my desperation

Don’t you know me I’m the boy next door
The one you find so easy to ignore
Is that what I was fighting for?

Chorus:
Walking on a thin line
Straight off the front line
Labeled as freaks loose on the streets of the city
Walking on a thin line
Straight off the front line
Take a look at my face
See what it’s doing to me

Taught me how to shoot to kill
A specialist with a deadly skill
A skill I needed to have
To be a survivor

It’s over now or so they say
Well, sometimes, it don’t turn out that way
Cause your never the same
When you’ve been under fire

(Chorus)

 
Lyrics

5. Walking On A Thin Line
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FINALLY FOUND A HOME

(B. Brown/C. Hayes/H. Lewis)

It used to make me so fed up
People always asking me
What will you be when you grow up
You’re gonna need security

Spent a little time in school
Wishing I was somewhere else
Having fun and acting cool
I just want to be myself

Chorus:
And I finally found a home
Where I’ll never be alone
Right here where I belong
And I finally found a home
Here in a song

Thought I’d finally found the one
Together we would always be
Funny how things come undone
Love’s not what it’s supposed to be

Now everybody need a place
Even if it’s on a stage
Eveybody needs a race
Something to help them turn the page

(Chorus)

It used to make me so fed up
People always asking me
What are you now that you’ve grown up
Exactly what I want to be

(Chorus)

 
Lyrics

6. Finally Found A Home
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IF THIS IS IT

(J. Colla/H. Lewis)

I’ve been phoning
Night and morning
I heard you say
Tell him I’m not home
Now you’re confessing
But I’m still guessing
I’ve been your fool for so, so long

Girl don’t lie, just to save my feelings
Girl don’t cry, and tell me nothing’s wrong
Girl don’t try to make up phony reasons
I’d rather leave than never believe

Chorus:
If this is it, please let me know
If this ain’t love you’d better let me go
If this is it, I want to know
If this ain’t love, baby
Just say so

You’ve been thinking
And I’ve been drinking
We both know that it’s just not right
Now you’re pretending
That it’s not ending
You’ll say anything to avoid a fight

Girl don’t lie, and tell me that you need me
Girl don’t cry, and tell me nothing’s wrong
I’ll be alright
Oh, one way or another
So let me go
Or make we want to stay

(Chorus)

 
Lyrics

7. If This Is It
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YOU CRACK ME UP

(M. Cipollina/H. Lewis)

Oh my God, I can’t believe my eyes
Underneath that ghostly pale is that you?
Someone in your shape shouldn’t be driving
Someone in your shape shouldn’t be doing anything at all

You should see yourself in the mirror
With your leather lips and your snakeskin shoes
Do you have to shout in my ear
Do me a favor, just stop talking for a minute or two

Chorus:
You crack me up, you really really do
With your sunglasses on, acting so young
Only I know what you’re really up to
You break me up

No, I don’t want to sit in your sports car
No, I don’t want to hear a tune
All the locals say you’ll go far
What’s so funny?
They don’t know you like I do

You crack me up, you twisted wreck
Shouting in the parking lot
Gonna give it one more shot
Better hope they’ll cash a check
You break me up

You better ask yourself a question
Cause you can’t live like this for long
You better listen to my suggestion
Before you wind up in somebody else’s song

 
Lyrics

8. You Crack Me Up
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HONKY TONK BLUES

(H. Williams)

Well I left my home down on the rural route
Told my pa I was going stepping out
And get the honky tonk blues
Yea the honky tonk blues
Hey, Lord, I got em
I got the honky tonk blues

Well I stopped into every place in town
This city life has really got me down
I got the honky tonk blues
Yea the honky tonk blues
Hey, Lord, I got em
I got the honky tonk blues

Went out last night I wore out my shoes
Woke up this morning wishing I could lose
Those jumping honky tonk blues
Yea the honky tonk blues
Hey, Lord, I got em
I got the honky tonk blues

I’m gonna tuck my worries underneath my arm
And scat right back to my pappy’s farm
And beat the honky tonk blues
Yea the honky tonk blues
Hey, Lord, I got em
I got the honky tonk blues

Yea, I’ve been on the road too long
It’s getting lonely out here
Night after night after night after night
Let’s go home fellas!

 
Lyrics

9. Honky Tonk Blues
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