Alice Cooper

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Send "Hello Hooray" Ringtones to Cell

Hello! Hooray! Let the show begin,
I've been ready.
Hello! Hooray! Let the lights grow dim,
I've been ready.

Ready as this audience that's coming here to dream.
Loving every second, ev'ry moment, ev'ry scream,
I've been waiting so long to sing my song
And I've been waiting so long for this thing to come.
Yeah - I've been thinking so long I was the only one.

Roll out! Roll out with your American dream and its recruits,
I've been ready.
Roll out! Roll out with your circus freaks and hula hoops,
I've been ready.

Ready as this audience that's coming here to dream.
Loving every second, ev'ry moment, ev'ry scream,
I've been waiting so long to sing my song
And I've been waiting so long for this thing to come.
Yeah - I've been thinking so long I was the only one.

I can stand here strong and thin.
I can laugh when this thing begins.

God, I feel so strong.
I feel so strong.
I'm so strong.
I feel so strong.
So strong.
God, I feel so strong,
I am so strong.

Send "Trick Bag" Ringtones to Cell

Tie you up baby, really tight
In a lover's knot
I'm in the mood for my leather boots
With the leopard spots

Take you down to my side of town
Where I learned to love
Strap you down, honey
Pet you nice with my velvet glove

You dial my number
So let me take the lead
I'm the man, understand
With the smooth slight of hand
And all the magic you need

T-t-t-t-t trick bag, sit back and just enjoy the show
Burn you with desire
Trick bag, come on and let your body go
Gonna lay it on thick
So the memory'll stick

Chew me up with your perfect mouth
Don't you spit me out
Teach you good, Little Miss Hollywood
What it's all about

You call me up baby, in the middle of the night
You say you're sweating red
And you're dripping on the bed
T-tripping in the moonlight

T-t-t-t-t trick bag, sit back and just enjoy the show
Burn you with desire
Trick bag, come on and let your body go
Gonna lay it on thick
So the memory'll stick

Send "Trash" Ringtones to Cell

It ain't the way you crawl across the Cathouse floor
It ain't the way you curse me when you slam the bedroom door
It ain't the way you sweat me for a handful of easy cash
It's just the way you love me when you turn to trash
Trash
It's not the way you dress when you socialize, oh those eyes
It ain't the diamond rock or that Rolls you drive
You can walk the streets with all your uptown flash
But when you hit the sheets you just turn trash
You're such trash
I love the way you look
You're such high class tramp
It's not the way you touch me when you...
You're daddy's dream, you're a peach in cream
And you're finally ripe at last
But when you hit the sheets you just turn to trash
Trash

Send "Under My Wheels" Ringtones to Cell

The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
Anticipating fun
I'm driving right up to you, babe
I guess that you couldn't see, yeah yeah
But you under my wheels
Why don't you let me be

'Cause when you call me on the telephone
Saying take me to the show
And then I say, honey, I just can't go
Old lady's sick and I can't leave her home

The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
Yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels
Yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels

The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
Anticipating fun
I'm driving right up to you, babe
I guess you that couldn't see, yeah yeah
But you was under my wheels, honey
Why don't you let me be, yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
Yeah yeah
etc.

Send "Ubangi Stomp" Ringtones to Cell

Well, I rocked over Italy and I rocked over Spain.
I rocked in Memphis;
it was all the same
Til I rocked to Africa.
I rolled off the ship.
I seem them natives doin' an odd looking skip.
I parted the weeds
and I looked over the swamp,
and I seen them cats doin' the Ubangi Stomp.

Ubangi Stomp is a rock and roll.
It beats anything that's ever been told.
Ubangi Stomp, Ubangi style;
when it kicks,
it drives a cool cat wild.

Well I looked up the chief;
he invited me in.
He said, "A heap big jam session's 'bout to begin."
I grabbed up a tom and I picked up the beat.
That crazy thing sent
shivers to my feet.
I rocked and I rolled
and I skipped with a smile.
I did the Ubangi Stomp with a Ubangi style.

Well, we rocked all night and part of the day.
Had a good, rock-in' time
with the chief's daughter Mae.
I'm makin' good time and I'm gettin' in the know
when the captain said, "Son, we've gotta go."
I said, "That's all right.
You go right ahead.
I'm gonna Ubangi Stomp til I roll over dead."

Ubangi Stomp is a rock and roll.
It beats anything that's ever been told.
Ubangi Stomp, Ubangi style;
when it kicks,
it drives a cool cat wild.

Ubangi Stomp, thank you.

Send "Triggerman" Ringtones to Cell

I ain't got a name I don't gotta face
No fingerprints or DNA
I ain't got no eyes
I don't got a tongue
But I know what's going on
I'm deaf and dumb
I'm pure non-entity
Don't even look for me
I watch you when you sleep

I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'll keep you on your knees
I am the brain police
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'm full of dirty tricks
I'm twice as smart and
Certainly twice as sick

I am always out of sight
A shadow in the mist
I don't need no alibi, cos
I don't exist
I'm pure non-entity
Don't even look for me
I watch you when you sleep

I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'll keep you on your knees
I am the brain police
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'm full of dirty tricks
I'm twice as smart and
Certainly twice as sick

He's sick, he's sick, he's really, really sick
He's sick, he's sick, he's really, really sick

end "Under My Wheels (Decline of Western Civilization)" Ringtones to Cell

The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
Anticipating fun
I'm driving right up to you, babe
I guess that you couldn't see, yeah yeah
But you under my wheels
Why don't you let me be

'Cause when you call me on the telephone
Saying take me to the show
And then I say, honey, I just can't go
Old lady sends me packing leaving home

The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
Yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels
Yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels

The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
Anticipating fun
I'm driving right up to you, babe
I guess you that couldn't see, yeah yeah
But you was under my wheels, honey
Why don't you let me be, yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
Yeah yeah

We're gonna drive down to LA
We're gonna watch the young girls play
Because I want you
Because he wants you

Send "Unfinished Sweet" Ringtones to Cell

Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair,
Aching to get me.
Sticky sweet suckers in the Halloween air,
Aching to get me.
Saint Vitus dance on my molars tonight,
Aching to get me.
Aching to get me, get me oh ...
Take it to the doc, I guess he ought to know,
La, da, da, da, da.
Which ones can stay, which ones gotta go.
La, da, da, da, da.
He looks in my mouth and then he starts to gloat.
He says my teeth are O.K.,
But my gums got to go.
Oh oh ...
I come off the gas but I'm still seeing spies,
Aching to get me.
I can see them all through a pair of glassy eyes,
Aching to get me.
De Sade's gonna live in my mouth tonight,
La, da, da, da, da,
And the rotten tooth fairy is satisfied,
La, da, da, da, da,
Aching to get me, get me oh ...

Send "Unholy War" Ringtones to Cell

From the start of life
To my dying day
In the dark of night
And the burning light of day
It's a bloody fight
But I can't walk away
I'm prime for the front line

Unholy war, unholy war
I'll try, I'll fight until I die
Unholy war, unholy war
I see, I know, you'll always be
Unholy

You see my burning fuse
From a mile away
I took your cruel abuse
Lord took away my shame
I learned to bite the hand
That used to pull my chain
We'll fight, cause we ain't on the same side

We're in an unholy war, unholy war
I'll try, yeah I'll fight until I die
Unholy

When I'm all alone - Unholy
With your thoughts of pain - Unholy
I can break on through - Unholy
With just an ounce of faith - Unholy

You're shaking in your boots
Because it's Judgement Day
I'll get my just rewards
And you'll have your hell to pay
There's no time to throw out the lifeline

Unholy war, unholy war
I'll try, I'll fight until I die
Unholy war, unholy war
I see, I know, you'll always be
Unholy

Send "Vengeance Is Mine" Ringtones to Cell

They hated every part of me
Expect me to forget it
They tried so hard to bury me
But I survived it every time

Convicted of every crime
Silently doing time
But when I get outta here
I wanna make it clear

Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine, mine, mine
To forgive is divine
But vengeance is mine, mine, mine

They tortured every inch of me
Then expect me to forget it
They thought that they would finish me
But I pull through every time

Punish me everyday
But I'll never break
Hold on to all your fears
'Cause when I get outta here

Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine, mine, mine
To forgive is divine
But vengeance is mine, mine, mine

(Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance)

What I want
(Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance)

What I need
(Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance
Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance,
Vengeance)

What I want, What I need
What I want, What I need
(Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance
Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance,
Vengeance)
What I want, What I need
What I want, What I need
(Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance
Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance,
Vengeance)
(Vengeance, Vengeance, Vengeance
Vengeance, Vengeance... Vengeance)

Vengeance is mine, mine, mine
To forgive is divine
Not as rewarding I find
Because vengeance is mine...

Vengeance is mine, mine, mine
Vengeance is mine
Vengeance is mine, mine, mine
Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine

Send "Vicious Rumours" Ringtones to Cell

You feel the knife stuck in your back
You feel it twist and you hear it crack
Can't make a sound for the sudden pain
You wish your blood were Novocaine

You see the smoke and you feel the flak
You're burning up and you're turning black
They say you fell and you hit your head
Your other bun is Whitenbread

Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
All of this is getting normal now
You'll never go back to your farming plough
Vicious rumours

You're right at home back at William's flat
You heard a sound you turned and shot your cat
Your hands are shaking, everybody sees
And there's a rhythm drumming in your knees

You return into a foreign night
Inside you know something is just not right
Sometimes you duck when you see your pet
Canary turned into a Sabre jet

Shocked consumer - you're just an average guy
Swelling tumor pushing on your eye
And now you know why all the headaches come
And why you're getting progressively numb
Vicious rumours

I've been denied, debriefed, detuned
Sometimes I howl right at the moon
My family treats me gradually
They know my volatility

Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
And now I know why all the headaches come
And why you're getting progressively numb
Vicious rumours

(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)

[Fade into..]

Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
We don't care
We don't care

Send "Vincent Price Monologue" Ringtones to Cell

Welcome To My Nightmare, 1975
Leaving lepidoptera - please, don't touch the display,
little boy, aha cute! Moving to the next aisle we have
arachnida, the spiders, our.. finest collection.
This friendly little devil is the heptothilidi,
unfortunately harmless. Next to him, the nasty licosa
raptoria, his tiny fangs cause creeping ulcerations of
the skin *laugh*. And here, my prize, the Black
Widow. Isn't she lovely?.. and so deadly. Her kiss is
fifteen times as poisonous as that of the rattlesnake.
You see her venom is highly neurotoxic, which is to say
that it attacks the central nervous system causing
intense pain, profuse sweating, difficulty in
breathing, loss of consciousness, violent convulsions
and, finally.. death. You know what I think I love the
most about her is her inborn need to dominate,
possess. In fact, immediately after the consummation
of her marriage to the smaller and weaker male of the
species she kills and eats him - *laugh* oh, she is
delicious.. and I hope he was! Such power and dignity
- unhampered by sentiment. If I may put forward a
slice of personal philosophy, I feel that man has ruled
this world as a stumbling dimented child-king long
enough! And as his empire crumbles, my precious Black
Widow shall rise as his most fitting successor!

Send "Wake Me Gently" Ringtones to Cell

I was scared to death
Afraid to close my eyes
And find that I was gone
Like every other one
Who left before the dawn
I vanished in the air
Am I still there
Wake me gently
If you can
Wake me gently
Just touch my hand
Wake me gently
Pull my sleeve
'Cuz where I'm at
Is where I want to leave
And in my sleep
I look so lifeless on this bed
Laid out on satin sheets
This dream's a novel
That I don't dare complete
No happy ending read
I think the hero's dead
Wake me gently
If you can
Wake me gently
Just touch my hand
Wake me gently
Pull my sleeve
'Cuz where I'm at
Is where I want to leave
Me to my slumber
And I'll never come home
Please help me, I'm frightened
Of what's going on
What's going on
And if I can't wake up
Will I be all alone
A stranded orphan here
Or will I bump into
Some other wandering soul
And will they talk to me
Somebody, somebody please rescue me
Wake me gently
If you can
Wake me gently
Just touch my hand
Wake me gently
Pull my sleeve
'Cuz where I'm at
Is where I want to leave
I wanna leave
I wanna leave
I wanna wake up
I wanna leave
I don't wanna stay
I wanna leave
I wanna go
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Just wake me up
I wanna go home
Wake me up please
'Cuz I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Wake me
Wake me

Send "Wake the Dead" Ringtones to Cell

How many more
Will cross my path
How many more must die
I never wonder
Where they come from
I never wonder why
You don't know
What's going on inside of me
You don't wanna know
What's running through my mind
Yeah yeah yeah
(Sick... Sick...)

You wake up every morning thinking everything's okay
But if by chance you walk my way you just may seal your fate
Give me a redhead, give me a brunette, send a blonde to me
When I unwind I'm colour blind, they're all the same to me
(Sick... Sick...)

Shake my head, wake the dead
Shake my head, wake the dead
Run for your life, you better run for your life
Run for your life, you gotta run for your life

I just do the things I do, it's natural to me
There's no rhyme or reason for my odd insanity
You don't know what's going on inside of me
You don't wanna know
What's going through my mind, yeah yeah yeah

Shake my head, wake the dead
Shake my head, wake the dead
Shake my head, wake the dead
Shake my head, wake the dead
Run for your life you better run for your life
Run for your life you gotta run for your life
(You gotta... you gotta... you gotta... you gotta...
You gotta... wake up wake up, you gotta... wake up wake up,
Wake up wake up, wake up wake up, wake up wake up,
Wake up wake up, wake up wake up, wake up wake up,
Wake up wake up)

Send "Welcome To My Nightmare" Ringtones to Cell

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel... you belong
A nocturnal vacation
Unnecessary sedation
You want to feel at home 'cause you belong

Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
I hope I didn't scare you
That's just the way we are when we come down
We sweat and laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here

Welcome to my breakdown
Whoa
You're welcome to my nightmare
Yeah

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel... you belong
We sweat laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here
Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
Yeah

Send "What Do You Want From Me?" Ringtones to Cell

I call you every hour on the telephone
I work my fingers right down to the bone
I even got you a chihuahua so you wouldn`t be alone
Got you you a trailer 'bout the size of Maine
Bought a mile of interstate in your name

I`ve given you everything
Baby what do you want from me!

I burned all my porno - 'cause you were PMS'n
You say it offends you - All that talking it never ends
Disconnected my X-Box and ditched all my friends
So you can go to the opera.
Dumped all my girlfriends - Even the dirty ones
You think they annoy you - they wanna destroy you
I`m givin` you everything
Baby what do you want from me!

Got you a picture you can put in a frame
Wearing a suit all check and lame
I even signed it at the bottom so you`d 'member my name
Took you to Target for your birthday meal
Got you an autographed buns of steel
So what a deal!
I`m givin` you everything
Baby what do you want from me!

I burned all my porno - 'cause you were PMS'n
You say it offends you - All that talking it never ends
Disconnected my X-Box and ditched all my friends
So you can go to the opera.
Dumped all my girlfriends - even the dirty ones
You say they annoy you - they wanna destroy you
I`m givin` you everything
Baby what do you want from me!


I give you everything
Zirconium diamond rings
I Gotcha LoJack for your pontiac
And some decals on your finger nails
And a a bass master, a Singing trout
And a TV and a CD
And a DVD from QVC
And baby what ya think of me!

Burned all my porno
You say it offends you
Disconnected my X-Box
Baby what do you want from me!
What do you want from me!
What do you want from me!

Send "Who Do You Think We Are" Ringtones to Cell

Who do you think we are

I'm machinery
With a semi-automatic heart
I'm unclassified
I terminate, I tear apart
I'm always there when you think I'm not
I'm razor sharp and I'm white and hot
My finger squeezes out the final shot
Say "Goodbye"

No integrity
No conscience, I'm just sold and bought
I'm insanity
I'm a camouflag-ed work of art
I've done some things I really can't describe
I've made some mouths open pretty wide
And I am licensed - trained and bona fide
Say "Goodbye"

Who do you think we are
Special forces in an armored car
Who do you think we are
We don't care, we don't care

I'm carnivorous
Can't count the flesh that I've been through
Never sick of this
I'm red and white and black and blue
I'm always there when you think I'm not
I'm razor sharp and I'm white and hot
My finger squeezes out the final shot
Say "Goodbye"

Who do you think we are
Special forces in an armored car
Who do you think we are
We don't care, we don't care

Send "Who Do You Think We Are" Ringtones to Cell

Who do you think we are

I'm machinery
With a semi-automatic heart
I'm unclassified
I terminate, I tear apart
I'm always there when you think I'm not
I'm razor sharp and I'm white and hot
My finger squeezes out the final shot
Say "Goodbye"

No integrity
No conscience, I'm just sold and bought
I'm insanity
I'm a camouflag-ed work of art
I've done some things I really can't describe
I've made some mouths open pretty wide
And I am licensed - trained and bona fide
Say "Goodbye"

Who do you think we are
Special forces in an armored car
Who do you think we are
We don't care, we don't care

I'm carnivorous
Can't count the flesh that I've been through
Never sick of this
I'm red and white and black and blue
I'm always there when you think I'm not
I'm razor sharp and I'm white and hot
My finger squeezes out the final shot
Say "Goodbye"

Who do you think we are
Special forces in an armored car
Who do you think we are
We don't care, we don't care

Send "Why Don't You Love Me?" Ringtones to Cell

Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me?
Well, if you don't love me baby
Don't come around tonight

Seen you comin' baby
Comin' 'round tonight
Don't you love me baby?
Said you did last night
Well, if you don't love me baby
Don't come 'round tonight

Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me?
Well, if you don't love me baby
Don't come 'round tonight yow

Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me?
Well, if you don't love me baby
Then don'tcha come 'round tonight

Comin' round me baby
Comin' round my door
Why don't you love me baby?
Said you did before
Well, if you don't love me baby
Then don'tcha come 'round no more

Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me?
Well, if you don't love me baby
Then don't come 'round no more

Send "Why Trust You" Ringtones to Cell

You come on strong with a great big smile
But your teeth are as sharp as a crocodile
You promise me the moon and the stars and the sun
But you never did nothin'for anyone
Can't look me in the face or straight in the eye
I'd buy the movie rights for your alibi
I wonder how low you will go
I wonder how high your head will blow
You're psychopathic liar
Your soul is on fire
You're bluffin'with nothin'
While the stakes are gettin'higher
Why trust you
You never made a dream come true
Why trust you
Give me one good reason, one good reason why
You come to me all teary-eyed
With your big tall tale way up to the sky
Begging on your knees for another chance
But everybody knows that's a song and a dance
There used to be a time when you were the best
You had the fastest tongue in the west
Ya gave a look and a line like nobody else
You'd try to sell the Bible to the devil, Himself
You sadistic little liar
You're walking on the wire you're bluffin'up with nothin'
And the bills are gettin'higher
Why trust you
You never made a dream come true
Why trust you
Give me one good reason, one good reason why
Trust you
The noose is getting tighter
Your face is turning whiter
You can stuff it up your muffin and go stick it in the fire
Why trust you
You never made a dream come true
Why trust you, give me one good reason, one good reason
Why trust you, you never made a dream come true
Why trust you, give me one good reason, one good reason
Why trust you, why trust you
Why trust you, why trust you
Why trust you

Send "Wicked Young Man" Ringtones to Cell

Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin
The ice in my veins the staples in my chin
I've got it carved in my forehead "Slave To My Sin"
Too violent for the brotherhood to ever take me in

Gonna write down my law in blood upon the street
To the cadence of a goose-step heavy metal beat
Wanna purify my race gonna turn up the heat
Just wanna make 'em die and make the job complete

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man
It's not the games that I play the movies I see the music I dig
I'm just a wicked young man

I like to run my body on heavy heavy fuel
I can punch through a wall I can kick like a mule
I got a pocketful of bullets and a blueprint of the school
I'm the devil's little soldier I'm the devil's little tool

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man
It's not the games that I play the movies I see the music I dig
I'm just a wicked young man

I got every kind of chemical pumpin' through my head
I read Mein Kampf daily just to keep my hatred fed
I never ever sleep I just lay in my bed
Dreamin' of the day when everyone is dead

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man
It's not the games that I play the movies I see the music I dig
I'm just a wicked young man
I am a vicious young man oh I am a vicious young man
I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man

Send "Wish I Were Born in Beverly Hills" Ringtones to Cell

She looked so sleek and sassy
Rolling down Rodeo Drive
She got her daddy's black Corniche
And her tennis pro by her side

And she wants her mother's lover
To exercise her skill
And if she don't score him fast
She knows that her brother will

Oh I wish I were born in Beverly Hills
I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills
I want to live it up get my kicks and thrills
Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills

She says that she's an actress
Just never got a part
Now she's a teenage mess
With a burned out Gucci heart

She cracked one day at Cartier
When things came to a head
They put her trinkets away
And wrapped her up instead

Oh I wish I were born in Beverly Hills
I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills
I want to live it up get my kicks and thrills
Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills

She bit like a dog and she screamed like hell
"You ain't taking me to no padded cell
You better take all your hands off my high priced tail"

Oh I wish I were born in Beverly Hills
I swear I couldn't drink half as much as she spills
I want to live it up get my kicks and thrills
Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills

Send "Woman Of Mass Distraction" Ringtones to Cell

(Alice Cooper, Ryan Roxie, Rick Boston, Chuck Garric, Damon Johnson)
I'm a shock-rock romeo
I like to leave 'em shattered
Oh, I can love 'em and leave 'em
It doesn't really matter

I never met my match
Until I met that lady
She hooked me
She cooked me
She practically filleted me

Some girls try and get you in bed
Some girls are like a kick in the head
Some girls make you wish you were dead
Some girls make you blue when you should be seeing red

She's a woman
Some kind of woman
I got a woman
A woman of mass distraction

The first time I saw her
She said she wants to date me
The next time I come back she tried to castrate me

Some girls try and get you in bed
Some girls are like a kick in the head
Some girls make you wish you were dead
Some girls make you blue when you should be seeing red

She's a woman
Some kind of woman
I got a woman
A woman of mass distraction

She's a woman
Some kind of woman
I got a woman
She's a woman
She's a woman
Some kind of woman
She's a woman
Some kind of woman

Send "Woman Machine" Ringtones to Cell

She'll do your work in half the time
Never sick and can't go blind
Oh, woman machine

Brains of tape that fill her head
She knows more now than all the dead
Oh, woman machine

Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine

Heart of steel and skin that's cold
Can't wear her out, she can't grow old
Oh, woman machine

She goes to bed when her work is through
She'll do it all, just change the tubes
Oh, woman machine

Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine-ine

Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman

She can't talk back
With no playback
But she'll listen
To all your woe
Trade your old one
For a new one
They just don't make 'em like they used to
No!

Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine
Oh, woman machine

[Computer voice of Alice reading from a studio manual, probably
inaccurate in places. Corrections welcome to the following.]

...exceeds one million when the stop button is pressed,
the... has results PCR621, into the drayer reading pool
to hold the relay on for one quarter second after the
Q603 deenergizes. Therefore, the time delay occurs only
when the stop button is pressed, during the record nine.
The sole function of the capacitor c620 is to maintain
charge in...

Send "Wish You Were Here" Ringtones to Cell

I sent you a postcard
Thought it would be funny
Would have sent a souvenir
But they took all my money
It's pretty warm down here but it ain't sunny
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I tried to call you
I tried to call you
Long distance operators that only stall you
Besides the damn rates are so high
They just appall you
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
It started out a nice vacation
Left the station right on time
Can't get a ticket to get me home, dear
They just don't have too many flights from twilight zone, dear
So don't forget to feed my cats
Spot and Jerome, dear
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Seeing all the sights here
I'm getting lonely
I'd show you all the film I took if they would only
let me go home
dear, sincerely
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here

Send "Wind-Up Toy" Ringtones to Cell

Voices come from down the hall
In my room all painted white
I have my bat and rubber ball
I like to sleep with them at night

But now I'm all smiles
the good little shots must be winning
Yes, they crank my dial
My motor is stalled but my wheels are still spinning

Daddy won't discuss me
What a state I must be
Mommy couldn't stand living with a wind-up toy

All my friends live on the floor
Tiny legs and tiny eyes
They're free to crawl under the door
And, and someday soon so will I

But now I'm all smiles
These good little shots must be working
I'm so happy now
Look, my fingers don't shake and my head isn't jerking

Daddy won't discuss me
Oh, What a pain I must be
Mommy couldn't stand having such a wound-up boy

Doctors want to check me
Poke me and dissect me
What do they expect?
Feelings froma wound-up toy?
I don't think so
I'm just a wind-up toy
A wind-up toy

I'm lost in a nightmare
Shiny white halls
Drawing rats on the wall
Solitary confinement
Chained in a cell
got my own private hell

Preacher crucifies me
Warden wants to fry me
I was never young
Never just a little boy

Daddy won't discuss me
What a pain I must be
Mama couldn't stand having such a wound-up boy
I'm just a wind-up toy
I'm a wind-up toy
I'm just a wind-up toy
I'm just a wind-up toy...